Twenty Two

Dean checked in and I waited, my stomach felt like it was full of pop rocks, this wasn't something I ever did. Dean came out holding a key with the numbers 106 on it, I quickly texted Dylan with the number and assured her she shouldn't come back early as I would be sleeping, I just neglected to mention I would be sleeping with Dean. Dean smiled as he unlocked the door but as I went to walk into the room he put his arm across the door stopping me, I looked at him in surprise.

"Dean, what's wrong?" I asked, terrified he was having second thoughts.

"Rayne, I really do care about you, I want to make sure you are ok with this, if you are ready, if you are sure. Are you?" he asked intensely, I kissed him deeply and pushed him into the room.

"Does that answer your question?" I breathed, Dean laughed and kissed me again, closing the door behind us. We sat down on the bed kissing the whole time, he ran his hands up and down my back and I stroked the back of his neck, tugging his hair slightly, remembering the reaction I got back in the alley, he moaned into my mouth as I used my other hand to stroke his thigh, lightly grazing his crotch. He pulled away and laughed huskily before kissing my neck, making me moan loudly. He laughed again so I pulled my hands away and grabbed his, placing them on my breasts, he gasped running his hands over them, still kissing my neck. He slid a hand into my bra cup and found my nipple, he began to stroke it lightly sending tingles down my spine, he moved his other hand down my body until he reached my thigh, he stroked up between my legs, spreading them and placing his hand on the edge of my underwear. I reached for his fly and unzipped, holding my breath I slid my hand inside his boxers, feeling how excited he was I began to stroke gently, moving my hand up and down the length of the shaft, he moaned loudly and made a sort of guttural growl before pushing me down on the bed. He flicked off his jeans and straddled me, I could feel his erection against my thigh. I watched his remove his jacket and shirt to reveal a perfectly toned set of abs, I wanted this, wanted him so badly. Suddenly from deep down in my brain came a little voice, 'this is Dylans dress, if you get a stain on it, she will never let you forget it' I sat up quickly.

"Oh shit!" I cursed startling Dean.

"Did you want to stop?" he touched my face.

"No!" I reassured him, "but this is Dylans dress, I can't wreck it, I'll never hear the end of it if I do." I groaned and Dean nodded.

"Fair enough." he said smirking slightly.

"I'll go take it off, don't move, I'll be right back." I kissed him before jumping up.

"I'm not going anywhere, promise." he grinned. I kicked off my boots and went into the bathroom, I had so much trouble getting into the dang dress, I wasn't going to embarrass myself by fiddling around getting out of it in front of dean. After a few minutes of struggling dean called out to me.

"Rayne, babe, you ok?" I could hear a touch of panic in his voice. I sighed and bit the bullet.

"Um, Dean, I'm sort of stuck, could you help me?" I squeaked, mortified. I heard him laugh and his footsteps coming to the door. I opened it for him and he stepped inside smirking.

"Oh shut up!" I laughed at the ridiculousness of it and punched him in the arm, he jokingly reel backwards, bumping the door half closed. I rolled my eyes and turned around, showing him the zipper that was slightly stuck, he laughed and unzipped me, kissing the back of my neck as he did so, he spun me around and pushed the dress down until it fell to the floor at our feet, he kissed me on the lips again and just as he went to undo my bra I heard a flurry of feathers. Dean heard it too and spun around to see Dylan standing in the middle of the room, she took a step forward and stumbled slightly, she was drunk.

"Crap!" I hissed and pushed Dean behind the door and prepared to step out to try and convince Dylan to zap back to Bobby's, completely forgetting the fact that Dean had no idea she was an angel. He grabbed my arm.

"What the hell!" he whispered, "how?" he was wide eyed, I shushed him.

"I will explain later I promise, just shhh!" I pleaded as he shot me glare, "ok, I know this is hard to swallow but do you really want Dylan to see you here with me like this?" I pointed down at his boxer clad frame and bit my lip. He looked down and nodded, shuffling further behind the door and waving me out. Again we both heard a rustle of wings, I peeked through the crack in the door, hoping Dylan had left, but instead there in front of the bed was Castiel. He looked vastly different from the last time I had seen him, well his vessel didn't but his wings had changed, where before they were mostly black with a violet fringe, now throughout the black were more violet feathers and the edge of violet had gotten bigger and brighter. His violet was now closer to that of Dylans wings.

"What the hell?" Dean hissed again. I groaned quietly, I knew what was about to happen. Dean and I sat behind the heavy bathroom door and tried not to listen.

"Cas!" Dylan squeaked.

"Hello Dylan." Castiel said.

"Cas, what are you doing here?"

"I came to see you."

"But Cas..." she was suddenly quiet, I peered out into the room to see them wrapped in each others arms, kissing without restraint, Dylan pushed Castiel's trench coat off his shoulders and began to unbutton his shirt. When she started this, he ripped her dress from her and lifted her up carrying her and over to the table. I looked away and Dean looked at me and raised an eyebrow before looking out himself. He quickly looked away and back at me.

"Well they are going at it." he whispered, I could hear Dylan moaning and Castiel grunting softly. I quickly looked up again to see Dylan completely naked, leaning back on the table as Castiel bent over her thrusting gently, both their wings were glowing and outstretched. It was actually kind of mesmerising, with each thrust their wings grew brighter, illuminating the whole room. I looked away again and looked at Dean. His face was lit up by the light the angels were making, he looked so handsome, I had to kiss him.

"I'm sorry Dean." I murmured pulling away and sighing, I would have to explain, "well, I'm sure you've guessed by now, Dylan's an angel."

"Yeah, I guessed as much, for how long?" he asked matter of factly.

"Since she was three, the original Dylan died in the car crash and the angel Sofiel jumped in, she's still the same Dylan, the one you know, the one you boys grew up with." I explained. Dean nodded once and sat quietly for a little while.

"How did you find out?" he asked, I stopped breathing, I couldn't tell him, he wouldn't accept it, I could barely accept it myself.

"Um I..." I started, but I was cut off by a loud crackling sound coming from the two angels, we both peered out at them, they were almost completely engulfed in light, I heard Dylan moan.

"Oh god Cas, I'm going to..."

Castiel moaned loudly and Dylan did the same, suddenly there was a huge bang and there was a charge of electricity throughout the whole room, blasting out all the glass, including the light bulbs, TV and mirror that was above the sink, which was behind Dean and I.

"FUCK!" we both screamed as shards of glass rained down on us. Then we heard heavy footsteps come into the bathroom, followed by slightly lighter ones, Dean and I looked up and saw Castiel and Dylan standing in front of us.

"Dean? What are you doing here?" Dylan asked, now fully dressed in jeans and a tee shirt, "and why are you and Rayne practically naked?"

"Oh Dyl, you really don't want to start asking questions, Dean knows, he saw you pop in." I cautioned her.

"Shit!" she yelled.