Besides from being nervous, Castiel was really looking forward to getting home. He figured Dean may have lost his shit when he found himself in Castiel's bed so he told Balthazar so no one would freak out - unlucky for Dean, Cas knew exactly what Balthazar was like. He would pry every single little detail out of the poor boy of what he was doing and why was he there in the place. And although depressing the Winchester, the thought of his brother interrogating him with his suave voice made Castiel giggle.

Beside from that, Castiel knew he had to talk to Benny. That wasn't open for discussion. Yes the prick may have apologized the night before, but Cas was really upset about this. He didn't like the fact that he loved Dean, and he certainly didn't want an idiot (especially this one) rubbing it in his face and being given the opportunity to make a fool out of him.

He took about two pens to school, not in the mood for his usual bag of devices and doodads, and simply rode the bus to the gate to hell. He saw Benny looking chuffed at his accomplishment and Lisa smiling with the glimmer in her eyes. Odd. She seemed less frightening that day. Castiel was wondering whether he should approach them genuinely because of the way Lisa seemed. Contempt. Contempt with the word, almost happy about it. And that scared Castiel to pieces. Since when was the Lisa Braeden happy about the world? God. He really must of missed something when Benny turned up with a drunken Dean.

He was about to turn and make a brake for it when Lisa spotted him and yelled over the car park, "Oi trenchcoat! Bondy! CASTIEL!"

The third name made him turn round. She yelled with such determination, he thought she may kill him.

"What." He asked, although through his head his thoughts where giving a running commentary of this event, starting with 'Oh what a genius Castiel, the girl's pissed off and you turn around in a bloody sarcastic tone and say...'

"We need to talk."

Well, that interrupted his thought pattern as he shook back into reality and faced Benny and Lisa both now staring down at him. He followed them as they led him to a school building no one had been in, in decades. There were so many stories about a little boy ghost walking the halls of the labs that burned in 1916. Castiel didn't believe the rumors, and by the looks of it neither did Benny or Lisa as they took out a crowbar and broke the lock off.

"I don't know about this." He said, crying inside when Benny and Lisa looked each other with a smug grin.

They both slipped in through the door as Cas yelled to them from the outside, "Is this seriously necessary? It'd just be easier to talk out hear!"

He really didn't want to climb in, flash backs of Azazel ran wildly throughout his head as he crept through the ajar door. He figured he'd probably get another pummeling now these two knew he was queer. He began to shake as he walked through the old buildings hall. He had no idea where this was heading, nor did he ever want to, he wanted to run but he knew if he did then Benny and Lisa would catch him, after all they were only two feet ahead of him, Benny could literally turn and grab him if he needed to.

He thought this time he may end up dying. Azazel did him some pretty bad damage, he still had to wear reading glasses as his eyesight occasionally went back to blurry, but Azazel was thin and wirery, imagine what a hulk of a boy like Benny Lafitte could do to him if he wanted to. And that made Castiel shiver.

The two in front finally stopped at an old chemistry lab door and beckoned Castiel in, of course he was hesitant but the alternative was getting killed in a hallway, at least in the lab he'd be surrounded by science. He always enjoyed science, he liked to know the mysteries and wonders of the universe. It made him want to live. So he reluctantly budged himself into the room and stood in front of the old chalk board still standing.

Benny just stood for a second. Stood and stared. Lisa too. Castiel began to freak out a little inside, he was sure his eyes where probably panicked, he tried to figure an escape route but it seemed that the spot he had chosen was not one well thought out as he had now been cornered by the two and there was no escape route behind him like something clever like a bloody window that there were plenty of in that particular science lab. He began to shake even more, not noticeable enough for Benny or Lisa though. They'd stood there for perhaps a minute just judging the boy for being himself, until Benny raised his arm...

Castiel flinched. He closed his eyes and waited for the inevitable. But then Benny then did something odd. He did something really odd. And Lisa wasn't shocked. Benny grabbed Castiel's arm and pulled him in for a hug.

"Kid you don't know how much I love you right now."

"I don't understand, what did I do?" Castiel asked, pushing Benny away slightly, a little confused and frightened about the way Lafitte was acting, although relieved. At least he wasn't dead.

"You made that bloody Winchester get some balls."

"I don't know what you mean."

"He's so adorable." Lisa laughed, "Look at the confusion. Oh honey you are a charmer, no wonder why Dean likes you more than me."

"I really don't know what's going on here."

"Well for your arse, Dean dumped the little lady and is planning something special... Well we were at the party yesterday until we got drunk off are heads, in fact why are we at school Lis?"

"Don't get me started."

"Why..." Castiel cleared his throat. Was this really all they wanted to talk about? "Is that it? Is that really the reason you've pulled me away from the school and made me feel like I was about to get killed."

"Killed? kid why on earth would I do that?"

Benny pondered for a second and then realised. "Your that kid?"

'They really didn't say who got beaten' thought Castiel to himself. His dad didn't want him to be known as the weird gay kid so he got the school to close for 3 months. Yeh, his dad was an idiot who didn't get along with anyone, but with his position he was able to do anything he wanted, and he really did care about his kids, no matter how much they annoyed him. (He threatened to sue the school unless they didn't, he was a lawyer, it worked.)

"Which kid?" Lisa asked looking stumped.

"Remember two years ago and we got that month off and had to go to that stupid other school a few blocks away because some idiots beat up a gay kid and his dad didn't want people to know it was him and at first we were worried it was Dean cause we'd only just gotten to know him and John's like that, but then we realised it weren't so we spent the month drinking and partying and that's when me and him brothers."

"Oh yeah... although that month's a bit of a blur, I can only remember the Monday morning we had to go back, and the before bit with Dean."

"It's him, ain't it? You're the kid those bastards kicked the life out of."

"Well. Yes. But it would be nice if we stopped talking about it, I really was trying to forget and have been for two years now."

"Oh hon." Lisa whimpered, pulling Castiel in for a hug. He was really freaked out now. First Benny, now Lisa. What next? The cheerleaders? actually no. Cas didn't want that. Bad idea. They screamed a little too high pitched for Cas. Just giggling and you could hear their whines.

"Sorry mate." Benny said as Lisa let go, and pulled him in for another hug.

"You are huggers then I take it?" Castiel said, trying to worm his way out of the big lumps arms.

"Sorry." He said letting go. "That'd be why you don't talk to people. I mean, not that you don't have friends. I mean it's just..." Benny took a breath, clearly Castiel found this a little funny that Benny was trying in all ways possible not to offend him, "Anyway, no that wasn't it, we really need to speak about this. The Winchester's not one to confront his feelings normally, even to discuss a plan with him we had to feed him booze. No 'chick flick' moments, as he says."

"And."

"We need your help."

"How?"

"Winchester. You need to show him you like him too?"

"What am I supposed to do?"

"Make him realise that he really does love you and that you like him and don't give me the no you don't because it's obvious, you need to show him."

"By what? Kissing him?"

"That could work." Benny grinned, as Castiel turned red in the face, mostly because of yelling that made him feel a little insecure.

"I was being sarcastic." He said calmly as he backed away from the two of them.

"Well why not?" Lisa said, her smile becoming a little less wide, "He's already kissed you."

"Umm..." Castiel looked ashamed. The poor girl must've been a little upset to find this out. It almost made him want to take back everything he had ever said about her. Almost. "I'm sorry Lisa."

"No, no, no don't be!" She said perking up a little, "In all honesty don't be, it was never much of a relationship anyway, he and I don't fit that way. Anyway, yeh just kiss the boy and get it over and done with. I'm sick of waiters, they miss their opportunity, be a doer Castiel. Do it!"

"You are more like a five year old now I've actually talked to you." Castiel said, sighing with a smile. She wasn't so bad. He still wasn't going to forgive her about the way she treated Anna though.

"Yes, that's me, I'm a five year old, do it!" She squealed.

Castiel breathed in, took a long minute do decide, and then turned to them and said... "I...

Dean was now officially scared of Castiel's older brother.

Balthazar had spent the last few hours interrogating him, after sobering him up of course, on why he was there and what on earth possessed him to try and break in. Poor Dean couldn't answer. Truth be told, he couldn't remember what happened. He was scared of what Castiel might say when he got home, or if elder Novak was going to call John and say what had happened. God his life would be ruined if his dad found out. He'd get beaten.

But Balthazar wasn't one to snitch, he'd had his fair share of drunken nights waltzing into random people's houses in the middle of the night. Instead, Balthazar just made sure he was awake, and still there for when Castiel and his friend Benny got home, and of course tried to talk Dean into telling him why he was here, but that didn't go to plan exactly.

"Well then pretty boy, seems that my brother is quite fond of you. Otherwise he would've chucked you out onto the bloody street the second he woke up this morning."

"Don't call me pretty boy." Dean murmured, shielding his eyes from the light coming through the curtains in the living room.

"Why not. If I am correct, which I usually am, you are the same Dean Winchester that called our boy Cassy, Bondy for a little while, aren't you?"

Smirking, Dean looked up to the mild mannered suave male standing before him. He had a sort of tinge of a British accent, which Dean recalled was because he had spent the last year in England, working there because he wanted to be as far away from that house as possible. His short blond hair was spiked up, his blue eyes shone like the sunlight on a beaches waves.

Still, not Dean's type.

"So you're getting back at me for annoying your little brother?" He sniped, giving a little grin on one side of the face.

"On the contrary Winchester, I find the nickname quite endearing. You named him after one of the best spies of all time."

"So what then?"

"It's endearing. I'm calling you pretty. You should learn to take a compliment."

"Tell your brother to then..."

"I would if I could be bothered, but I'm not pretty boy, so I guess you shall just have to put up with it."

"You're not exactly a kind person are you?"

"Oh dear boy, have you met this family?"

"I don't need to, I have my own hell."

"Yes, I know. I've been told by my father."

"How the fuck does he know..."

"Dad... works for people... got your whole bloody school to shut down for three months just so no one knew it was Cas..."

"Hold up, that was Cas?!"

"Yes you bloody moron now what was I saying, right yes dad..."

"Your father works for people, got the school to close for three months, Castiel got beaten up and I am about to brake into a juvie to beat the shit out of some certain boys..."

"He seriously didn't tell you? Odd. Then again he didn't tell who did it to neither Anna nor Samandriel until many months later."

"Your brother... I swear."

"Watch what you say pretty boy, as you said he is my brother..."

Castiel grew tired of listening to Benny and Lisa's rambling about their plan which was 'oh so perfect'. Truth be told, Castiel was never going to go along with the ridiculous idea. So what if they liked each other? Wouldn't make much difference if Castiel went and kissed the god damn Winchester, just he'd probably stop talking to him again for the next few weeks, another awkward make-up session on a bus and then back to coffee. So Castiel sat, and he listened to the two of them, but he knew he would never going to do it.

Benny had picked out a pencil and paper from the draw and had begun to plan it all out nice and neatly on the sheet. He would take Castiel home after school and before he picked up Dean, Castiel would go inside and talk with him, and then out of the blue kiss him, then text Benny silently to make him come barging in, boom secrets out and Dean might as well face up to the fact he had a boy toy.

Nope. Wasn't going to happen. Out of the question. Castiel wasn't up for it at all, lets face it Castiel wasn't exactly the most confident of people.

He wondered when the school bell would ring and let him out, and then he remembered it went ages ago. He was terrified. Skipping classes was a big no-no, especially in Anna's book and they'd walked to school together. He waited for the text of doom to arrive from her to his phone, but nothing. Her phone must've been left at her house.

It wasn't as if she was going to rat out her own best friend, just that he really didn't want the scolding from her afterwards. Samandriel would sit back and play game boy whilst she was yelling, but Castiel would have to stand and take it for half an hour. He really was not looking forward to that.

"What's wrong Cas? Afraid of the big bad teacher?" Lisa taunted, as she watched him turn paler at the thought of Anna in her mom voice.

"I couldn't really give a damn about what Miss Missouri says Lisa, I'm more scared of what Anna would say."

"Anna, the red haired bitch?"

Castiel glared at her. It made him remember every single last thing Lisa had done. Especially to Anna. He was very protective of his friends, he chose them carefully, his two best friends being the most socially awkward unaccepted people a person could ever meet. But Castiel was happy with them. And when people like Lisa Braeden tried to upset them, he was not happy. He could've punched her on the spot for calling her a bitch, but Benny got there first.

"You're not any better than her Lis so I suggest you shut your trap and keep it closed. It just so happens that Anna is Castiel's best friend."

"Oh snap, I'm sorry Castiel it's just I didn't."

"Think. Question. Know. You take the rip out of her and for what?" Castiel answered.

"Hey... Don't you start that nonsense with me, that bloody feud goes back longer than you know."

"I've known her since I was two... I know about your so called feud."

"Then you'd know she started it."

"How? She stole your bloody juice box. That's the one isn't it, well it just so happens I remember everything. She didn't 'steal' it, she mistook it for her own. And you went and pulled her hair, and then she squirted on your new blouse and then you took her bag so she stuck a rotten egg in your locker and the story goes on and on and on... for around what, ten years now?"

"That's the gist of it..."

"Well then watch what you bloody well say or I will fucking shoot you."

"That's a new one trenchcoat, swearing. Now I know you didn't get that off of Anna or Samandriel." Said Benny, averting the subject so that there was no commotion and the teachers on parole couldn't find them. To be honest, the teachers on parole were supposed to be on look out outside of the old school building that had a supposed fire, but none could really be bothered. They mostly hung around the staff room and snuck out from time to time to check the lock. "Winchester must've given you the gift of a dirty mouth." Benny grinned. "That's not always a bad thing..."

"Please don't." Said Castiel, cringing at what Benny was insinuating. He didn't really want to think about that when others where around.

"Anyway, the plan..." And Benny and Lisa went back to bickering.

Dean was feeling a lot better, even more since he knew precisely what time Castiel would be getting home, and precisely what time it was then. It was about an hour until they'd be here. Most of the day he spent texting, Benny, Lisa and Castiel weren't answering, he figured they must've turned off their phones, he also figured that Benny and Lisa must've dragged Castiel into the old school building as that's the only time they turned their phones off so parole teachers wouldn't notice them.

So he texted Samandriel and Anna, and to his surprise, he enjoyed talking to them.

He talked about what Castiel was like, what they liked to do in their spare time, even what coffee they'd drink in the mornings on the way to school. Anna - an espresso with 2 sugars and Samandriel - Americano. Dean thought that was so strange, until he was reminded that mostly females drink mocha and that was his favorite drink with coffee in.

And now there was only one hour until he got to see Castiel, one hour until Benny took him home, one hour until he had to explain himself...

And that's the fact that kept him grounded. He would have to explain everything to Castiel, why he had drunkenly climbed into his bedroom, why he had said those things that night, why he had tried to kiss him. Oh yes the memories were returning to him, and he did not like what he did one bit.

He partly blamed Benny for it, after all he wouldn't've been there if it wasn't for Benny thinking it was funny to watch him drunk out of his mind. And oh how Benny was going to pay for putting Castiel through a drunken Dean. Even Dean couldn't deal with drunk Dean, he was a mean ass bastard that would try everything to get what he wanted. And this time was the first time drunk Dean was told no, and he didn't take that too well. Luckily he passed out before he could do anything stupid(er) or he may have ended up raping Castiel, and he knew if he did that he would've probably hung himself.

His drunk self and his normal self were two completely different people - he shared that trait with his father. One was kind, one cared, the other was horrid, no one likes the drunken version of a Winchester. Unless your Benny and having a bit of fun with it.

So yes, he was happy, but at the same time he had dread running through him. All the more reason to be staring at the clock. He was waiting for that moment he would have to face up to Castiel about everything, no tricks, just talking. Oh how he hated just talking, but this time he knew he couldn't avoid it.

Balthazar had gone to work a couple of hours before after explaining to the brother who just walked into the house Dean remembered from being told by both Castiel and Balthazar was called Gabe that Dean had been drunk and broken in and that he was having to wait for his ride and Cas to get there. If Dean remembered rightly Gabe was like Castiel's second favorite brother. He loved Balthazar to pieces, Dean couldn't agree less really, Balthazar not only annoyed him with the British accent, but also scared him a little. And Gabe, the short stack with shaggy brown hair that kind of reminded Dean of his own Sammy when he was shorter than him, kind of annoyed him too. He was a play, he loved to joke, two times in the space of an hour had he pulled a prank on Dean... Balthazar had warned him against this, but being warned and it actually happening without you knowing before it was too late were two things Dean had learnt that day go hand in hand.

So he was stuck with an annoying brat for the next hour... but then he got to see Castiel...

Half an hour left of school and Castiel had only left the building to get once, and that was when Benny and Lisa broke out of school and took him with them to get KFC just before lunch. And that was when he finally checked his phone. Anna- 20 messages, Dean - 10 messages, Samandriel - 2 messages, Balthazar - 1 message. Castiel thought that Balthazar's would be the most important, so he opened it first but it was literally just filling him in on the situation, Dean was alive and kicking, he remembered parts of the night, Gabe was looking after him now. All that stuff. Sam's was asking where he was and then sending him the homework. Dean's were the usual suspects, are you okay, sorry about what I did, see you later, we need to talk, Anna and Samandriel say you aren't in class I guess your with Benny and Lisa, etc. He was a bit over protective. And then Anna's were scolding messages about how he wasn't there. Oh boy was he looking forward to that 'discussion'.

The KFC tasted good. He must admit, he didn't like eating meat, but god did it taste so good. He tried so hard not to think about the chicken's slaughtered for his meal, but he kept having the thought pop back into his head, and as much as hated the thought, he loved the taste so much to stop, and that's how it worked with most meat for him. He'd eat it and feel bad, but at the same time love it so much that he never wanted to stop eating. He was pretty sure Benny and Lisa shared half the bucket and he had had the other half.

He was bored and he was hungry, but he had had fun not bothering with actual lessons. This was a new one, missing lessons made him feel good, that's a feeling he hadn't had before. Well he could honestly say that the Winchester and his friends had changed him.

He looked to Benny, they both knew it was only half an hour, so they both shared a glimmer. Half an hour. Benny thought it was half an hour until his master plan fell into place, but Castiel knew it was half an hour until he'd get to see Dean in all his glory, and watch his face go bright red as he explained why the hell he was breaking into the house at 3 o'clock in the morning when Castiel was studying.

Half an hour.

Five minutes. Dean could see the time and he was rapidly breathing. He wasn't sure if it was nerves or excitement, all he knew was he was rapidly breathing and Castiel would be slipping into the front seat of Benny's VW right about now.

2 minutes, Benny pulled up on the road outside of Castiel's house. Castiel was ready. He slid out of the seat and went to get out and then Benny tapped him on the shoulder and said:

"Go get him tiger."