Music was already pumping out of the speakers at The Roadhouse when Dean and Cas arrived for the annual Halloween party. Ellen was behind the bar dressed all in black with a witch's hat perched on her head. She waved at both men as she slid a bottle of beer towards someone dressed as a devil. A pretty blonde woman in a skimpy white dress, fluffy wings, and a halo stood next to him sipping something pink.

"Hmm, maybe we should have followed their example," Dean growled into Castiel's ear. "You'd look so fuckin' cute in those wings." He laughed when Cas blushed.

"But then we would not be unique. Don't you like our costumes?"

"I love them, you did a great job picking them out. Oh hey, there's Jo..." He trailed off and stared at the two women in front of them.

"Finally you get here! Wow! Han and Indy! I love it!" Charlie exclaimed with her usual excitement and pulled them into a huge hug. Dean stepped back and adjusted his vest with a grin. He pulled his favorite part of the costume, the blaster gun, out of Castiel's favorite part of the costume, the thigh holster. Said holster may or may not have been the reason Cas had assigned Han Solo to his boyfriend. He was wearing an old hat and a worn brown leather jacket he found at a thrift store. The whip had come from a costume shop.

"You guess look great too, um..." Dean furrowed his brow in confusion and examined them. They both seemed to be in Victorian dresses, but Jo had what looked like a Samurai sword and Charlie was painted green. "The Wicked Witch and her… Body guard?"

"Where are my manners, I haven't introduced ourselves. I am a lizard woman from the dawn of time, and this is my wife." Charlie told him with a flourish of her arms. Dean just shot Cas a confused look.

"It's from Doctor Who." He stage whispered.

"Oh. Sorry, I'm only on season two. But you do look really awesome." Jo snorted.

"Obviously. We always look awesome." The two women left to dance when a new, upbeat song started playing. Dean and Cas made their way through the crowd to the bar to greet Ellen. They ran into Bobby who was sitting at the end.

"You aren't wearing a costume?" Cas asked him after they had said hello. Bobby grunted and pulled an eye patch out of his pocket and slid in on.

"I'm a pirate." Dean nearly bit his lip off trying not to laugh. Ellen glided over and pulled them over the bar to kiss both of their cheeks.

"I was wondering when you two would show up. Can I get you boys a drink?"

"Just a beer. Nice hat." Ellen smirked and patted – or smacked the cheek she had just kissed.

"Where's your brother at?" Bobby asked them.

"Sam and Jess were taking Emily to a few friend's houses for trick-or-treating and then dropping her off at my mother's for the night." Cas answered him. "They should be here soon." He yelped when he was pulled suddenly into a hug from behind. "Hello Garth." he said weakly as he was released.

"Great costumes! Hey Dean!" Garth pulled Dean into his long, skinny arms, as if the two men hadn't seen each other in weeks instead of a few hours. Cas didn't know if he would ever get used to someone who hugged so much, and so enthusiastically. Kat winked at him, as if she could read his mind.

"If it isn't my favorite grumpy old man," she slinked over to Bobby and perched on the empty stool next to him. Dean almost spat his beer out. Bobby had helped Kat find a new tire for her car very shortly after she moved to town, and ever since then she fussed over him and the older man was always obviously flustered by the attention. If she hadn't gotten along so well with Ellen it might have been awkward, but the two women seemed to be fast friends and everyone thought it was hilarious how Bobby's ears would burn bright crimson when Kat laid on the charm.

"So Kat, you're a...cat?" He mumbled. She smiled and adjusted her ears.

"Naturally. How do y'all like Garth's costume? I helped him pick it out."

"Werewolf." He said with a huge grin, showing off a pair of false fangs.

"A cat and a dog? Very interesting." Cas murmured in Dean's ear.

"Hey Ellen is the kitchen open tonight? I've been testing new frosting recipes all day and I could really use something that resembles actual food."

"Sure is, but we're only doing appetizers tonight. I'm gonna guess you want some loaded fries?"

"Please! And a coke with lemon when you get a minute?"

"You got it."

"Dean!" they all turned and saw Sam towering a full head above everyone else.

"What the hell did you let Jess do to your hair?" Dean teased his brother and reached up to touch his head.

"Shut up, jerk." Sam smacked his hand away.

"We're Danny and Sandy, duh." Jess twirled and her poodle skirt swung out around her. "Oh Cas I love your Indiana Jones! A pair of Harrison Fords, so cute."

"Dean wanted something 'manly', so I thought these would be appropriate."

"Did you get Em dropped off at my Mom's alright?" He asked.

"Not a problem, I'm so glad Joanne didn't mind taking her. I'm sure she wasn't awake for very long after we left. We took her around to a few of our neighbors so she could have her first trick-or-treat experience," Jess pulled out her phone to show everyone a picture.

"Aw, is she a pumpkin?" Kat asked.

"Yeah, that was my first Halloween costume too, so I thought it might be cute. I'm going to print this out, and I have a picture of me wearing mine. I'm going to put them in a frame together."

Dean and Cas pulled away from their friends after a while and snagged a quiet booth away from all the dancing and drinking. "Man it feels good to sit down. It was a long day at the bakery." Dean sighed and stretched his legs out under the table. Cas slid in next to him and snuggled close. "It's nice to get out though. Haven't gone out in awhile, have we?"

"It has been awhile," Cas agreed. "Maybe we could make plans to go out for a nice dinner next week?" Dean smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

"That sounds great. Anywhere you want that isn't crawling with everyone we know. I want you all to myself." Cas ran his finger tips over the thigh holster.

"Did I happen to mention how sexy I think this looks?"

"Oh really? You like a man with a weapon?" Dean asked suggestively.

"I do. I would like you to wear this for me again."

"No problem." They shared another kiss, less innocent this time.

"Only, this." Dean pulled back in surprise.

"You kinky little shit." Cas smiled up at him, dark and seductively. Dean crushed his mouth against his. It was far too dirty for such a public place, but no one paid attention to the couple in the shadowy little booth in the corner. "Shit." Dean gasped when the broke for air.

"I will take that to mean you are amiable to my request?"

"Oh baby, I am very 'amiable'. As long as you wear the hat and bring the whip." Castiel laughed and relaxed in his boyfriend's embrace.