So ... Awkwardly long time for me to finally update this story. Sorry, between college and... well college, I haven't been able to touch this at all. Yeah I know winter break. Did your marching band go to the Go Daddy Bowl? No. I didn't think so. #musicismylife #soldmysoul #writingismyonlywayout

Yep. That's right I just hashtagged... Please don't hate me... Too much.

Anyway! Onward with this train crash of a romance eh?!

P.S. I'm so sorry. This was literally a half assed attempt but I found that this is more or less just a filler chapter for more stuff and something you guys can chew on. But really, this sucks ass and I profusely apologize.

*Back to your regular Destiel programming*

Sitcom For A New Generation
Episode 4
SHIT I'M LATE

So... do you guys wanna know what happened before this delicious angel was found on top of me?... For fuck sakes someone give me a beer I just called him delicious...

"Seriously bro you can't screw this one up. He clearly wouldn't mind seeing you again. He got a call right? He had to leave in a hurry!"

Dean just sighed heavily. "How do you even know he's a teacher?! What if his phone was going off because of an alarm and used that as an excuse to leave?!"

"Okay!" Sam threw up his hands. "Prove me wrong. Think back to the phone call! Did he say anything specific? Seem rushed or flustered?"

Dean thought, he really did, because his younger brother's proclaims of love have finally started to get into his head. Damn this kid. "Uh... well he seemed pretty upset... kept glancing at me..." Dean's eyes lit up from recognition. "You know, I think he did say class... and that he had taken the week off..."

"PERFECT!" Dean had never been so happy that his brother's car was sound proof... and that all the windows were up. "See! I knew it! He has to be a University professor! Believe me we're at the right place! Now all you have to do is go into administration and ask where you can find him! It's perfect they will clearly think you need to see him for something academic or the like. I mean, its friday, they won't care much!" Dean gave his younger brother a skeptical look.

"Wouldn't that look like a creeper though? It'll seem like I'm stalking the guy!"

"Oh and staring at him earlier without blinking or breathing wasn't creepy at all either." Sam muttered while wiping his face with his hand. "Okay! How 'bout this. Just go into campus and walk around. Just go and walk around, prove me wrong that I'm getting excited over nothing and that you will not see Casteel at all for at least 20 minutes of walking campus."

"It's Castiel." Dean bit his tongue the moment that sentence left his mouth.

Sam smiled smugly. "You see? You're already proving so many points right now. Now get out of my car and start walking!" Dean sighed heavily and opened the door.

"I"m walking back to Rufus'. This is a total waste of my time." Sam just rolled his eyes and opened the window so he could say something.

"Alright, go do that. I won't stop you. But consider this... What will you do later in your life when you see him walking down the street in the arms of another man?" With that he drove away with his window going back up and Dean standing on the sidewalk speechless.

"Oh this is ridiculous. He is NOT right about this... Castiel... Cas was just a moment in my life and that moment is gone end of discussion!" He turned and started to set a brisk pace back to Rufus' with every intention of never looking back. He was doing pretty good too. He had already walked a block when he finally started to notice his surroundings. He passed a good looking lady with black hair and she smiled with a wink. He was about to return it when his mind went into over drive. 'Her hair is too... kept and her eyes... they aren't the right color. Her smile not sexy at all.' He just nodded his head and kept walking towards the cross walk. He was standing next to a man who was blatantly checking him out. Glancing over the man passed a suave smile. "Hey..."

Good looking but the voice isn't right... not gritty enough.

Dean eyes widened and responded before turning around taking the sidewalk up. Everywhere he looked no one seemed to have the right anything! He started to spin around looking up at the tall buildings around him not comprehending what was happening before he caught his reflection in a store window only seeing ice blue eyes staring back and the ringing of a gravel like tone in his ears. At this point he was breathing ragged and he must have looked like a crazy man but he couldn't care when he heard his brother's smug voice and the picture of the man he saw earlier going through his mind's eye.

What will you do when you seem him in the street and he's in the arms with another man?

Dean knew exactly what he would do.

AND DAMN IT I JUST MET THE GUY THIS MORNING... COME ON THIS IS NOTHING... THIS IS NOTHING!

Dean thought back to the guy at the cross walk. "SONUVA-"

He didn't have time to finish before he turned and started to sprint back the way he came passing between people and pushing others out of the way. He didn't know how he did but he made it back to the campus in record time and kept running without any thought of stopping. He never felt this adrenaline rush before. Running with a purpose to finding Castiel. To finding his Angel. It was at that time when he noticed the had no effing clue where he was on campus. He was only here once before and that was a college visit with Sam. Like he actually paid attention.

He stopped in between two buildings where a pathway was placed in between and he stood there still panting, this time from the run. 'Crap, I have no idea where I am... my only chance is to find a sign and hope that I can figure it out from there... maybe actually listen to Sam and find the Admin's office.'

With that thought Dean took his first step to get out of the pathway when he collided into a firm yet soft object which sent them tumbling down. He wrapped his arms around the object out of instinct keeping his body inbetween the hard ground and it though he couldn't help but here a small cry of shock. They landed heavily and Dean gave out a grunt but kept a firm hold on the body. He opened his eyes hesitantly and noticed black hair. He shifted slightly and saw that this black hair seemed awfully familiar. The hair started to move and a groan could be heard. It sent a shiver down Dean's back... considering that the groan sounded like gravel falling. For a second he thought the world was tricking him and he would see someone else but let it never be repeated, unless by Dean himself, that he was internally screaming for joy when he saw familiar ice blue eyes and dry kissable lips.

"Dean?!"

And now you're all caught up...

Ladies and Gentlemen may I remind you all that the past couple of episodes have been FOR ONE DAY. ONE EFFING DAY. That's how cray my life is. seriously. Me, Dean Winchester, having a normal day? Well in all truth the past couple of weeks have been fairly normal and it was getting boring... but now all this shit is happening and I don't know if I should be happy that something is finally happening... or concerned.

Well, considering right now I have a pretty hot guy laying on my chest... alright I think I'll go with the former.

"Well... not exactly how I planned to see you again but, haha hey! Not complaining!" Dean smiled cocky at the stunned professor while inwardly he was fist pumping like a boss. Sorry, no other way to put it really.

Fuck yes! Who just thought that up just now? ME!

"Um... Uhh..." Castiel's mind became a blank. 'Wha.. WHAT THE HELL?! WHY IS HE HERE?! WHY?!' Dean just smiled at the wide eye look that Castiel gave him.

"Yeah, I know speechless. I have that effect on some people." Dean winked at that. Castiel's face blushed red and Dean just smiled smugly at him for a time before he sighed in amusement. "So, are we going to move from this position? I mean, I'm not complaining but I thought we would at least have dinner first before... well this haha."

At this Castiel sprang to action leaving Dean's body quickly and just stood there still gawking. Dean just nodded.

"Okay... better... I think. Um, dude just saying last time someone looked at me like that we're naked and I was in a compromising yet pleasurable position haha... Dude, really you're scaring me are you okay?"

Oh my god... Dean's here. I can't speak! WHY IS HE HERE?!

Castiel swallowed hard. "You... Yo... Why are you here?"

Okay, joking clearly didn't work. Shit.

Dean's face dropped the concerned and he looked slightly guilty at the shocked, and somewhat scared look, Castiel was showing him. "Hey.. Um sorry. I was..." Dean glanced over at the papers covering the ground and put it upon himself to clean it all up, to at least have something to do while he spoke; to embarrassed to actually look at Castiel. "I just... I don't know what to say I mean... Oh my god I don't even know what's gotten into me I just... I just..."

Dean looked up and saw Castiel's face look from one of shock to one of contemplation. Unfortunately Dean only saw a handsome man thinking of him as a freak.

"Oh fuck this shit! I didn't even want to visit you. This was a stupid idea right?!" Castiel just sat there in shock while Dean picked himself off the ground and started to pick up the papers from the earlier collision. "I knew me coming here was going to be the worst idea imaginable. I mean, look at you! You're just sitting there and you probably think I'm some sick stalker that wants to kill you or chain you up in my basement." He stood up fully and looked at Cas.

"Here are your pape... Why are you staring at me like that?" Cas' eyes held slight amusement as Dean kept bickering on. He slowly stood up and just shook his head. "No, No I'm not angry that you're here at all. I'm not angry that you're here, I also do not think you are some stalker."

Castiel's eyes never lost their amused glint as he stepped a bit closer towards Dean. "No, I'm just... pleasantly surprise that's all. I did not think you were going to find me so quickly..." Cas' looked down slightly in thought. 'Damn, Gabriel. He was right again.'

Dean blinked a couple of times in disbelief. There was no freaking way that Castiel was actually complimented by this act. That would mean Sam was right... again. Damn it...

"You... you don't?" Dean let out a quiet chuckle.

Wow... okay so I don't actually know what else to say... I was going to make a nice debonair kind of comment you know but... WHAT THE HELL?! The situation... This guy... there's just something about him. Like I'm afraid I say a word and he disappears from my life forever. God I am such a girl now...

Castiel shook his head. "Nope why should I? I was never given such special treatment before. Of course the normal reaction would be for me to see this act as one from a stalker and take care of you as such... but..." He bit his bottom lip slightly as he looked into Dean's shocked green eyes. "Since its you..." He never finished.

Dean had to mentally slap himself in the face for immediately thinking adorable at Cas' face at this point. He instead decided to take the compliment in stride and smirked smugly at him. "Since it's me?"

Cas' face turned a shade of red before frantically putting his stuff together. "Yes. Um, why are you here?" Dean did a little victory cheer in his head. Dean Winchester, sex god extraordinaire, was out to play.

"Well, we never exchanged phone numbers this morning since you were in such a rush..." Dean smiled at him holding on to the folders in his hands a little tighter when Castiel reached for them. "And I thought to myself, how the hell were we going to see each other again if we couldn't contact each other?"

Castiel stopped everything to gaze into the green eyes. Mischeviousness, amusement and a hint of lust could be seen within them and Castiel couldn't help but talk back in the same way. "Well... seems to me you could have just found me at anytime later if you really wanted to see me again." Dean used the folders to pull Castiel closer to him which the man allowed with a smile growing on his face.

"Touche, but number would be so nice..."

"Oh? I think you finding me like a lost puppy is a little better than a text now and then..."

"But, who has the time for that? There's just some things that can't be expressed over text angel..."

Castiel chuckled at that. "Haha, time? Wha-" His eyes then widened and looked at his wrist watch. He was already ten minutes late for his own class. "SHIT I'M LATE!" He grabbed the folders from Dean's hands and sent a quick smile his way. "Find me in the Rosenberg Building. Room 345 at four!" He then jogged away leaving Dean standing there holding nothing but air.

He looked up and around kind of blinking himself out of a stupor. The transition between shy and unashamed flirt was mind-boggling that he almost didn't register Castiel leaving. "Um wait..."

All of a sudden a pair of dry yet soft lips pressed against his. Dean stood there dumbstruck but the blue-eyed angel just shrugged before running off again. "Four Dean!"

Green eyes followed and a rakish smile formed.

Ooo... this was painful..