Dean pushed Cas happily down the white hall. Cas smiled a content closed lip smile from the wheel chair. None of them mentioned how Gabriel and Balthazar walked in on Dean and Cas cuddling together as they slept. A lot of things have gone unmentioned lately it seemed. Now Cas was able to go home, but he had to stay there for at least a week and not get up from bed. They saw the reporters once the doors came into view. "You ready?" Dean asked Cas. Cas sucked in a breath of courage. "I believe so," he answered. Dean helped him stand and kept an arm around his waist half to help keep him steady and half to reassure himself that Cas was beside him and he wasn't going anywhere. Gabriel, Balthazar, and Michael flanked them as the sliding doors opened automatically and all cameras turned toward them. As soon as they were out they were surrounded. Dean could see the panic and fear fill Cas's wide eyes. "It's okay, just kept moving," he told him and Cas nodded.
Questions were thrown at them left and right faster than they could comprehend. Michael, Balthazar, and Gabriel kept trying to get through but the crowd was too thick and Dean was beginning to lose his temper. He continued to try to shove only to get stuck in another pocket of people. What really set him off, though, was when a female reporter asked why Cas let this happen to himself and shoved a microphone in his face. Cas's breath hitched and his hands began to shake. "ALRIGHT ALREADY!" Dean roared louder than even he expected he could go. The voices stopped along with the clicking sound of the cameras. "Now, all you assholes listen up!" He shouted and all cameras were on him not that he cared. "Cas has just been through hell and back and he's just trying to get home. So, all of you take your freakin' cameras and get the hell out of here and leave him alone!" He shouted at all of them. "And if I hear one more question or camera click before I get into that goddamn car then it's pretty damn lucky you're all in a hospital parking lot," he warned. "Now move out of the way," he ordered. The reporters split as if Dean was Moses and they continued walking.
Not a peep was heard the rest of the way to the car. Heck, it even remained silent as they drove away in Michael's jeep. Dean could only imagine the headlines about his outburst. "Thank you for that, Dean," Cas spoke up from beside him when he was able to get his bearings again. "No problem, buddy. Those sons-a-bitches need to learn to lay off," Dean grumbled still peeved by the experienced. Cas grabbed Dean's hand and gave it a squeeze. Dean let out a sigh and leaned his body into Cas enough so their shoulders were touching. He was just happy this whole nightmare was almost over and they were getting Cas home.
Dean helped Cas all the way to his bedroom and fell onto the bed with him. It was only the second time he's ever been in here and he didn't realize the first time that the walls were painted a light blue with some ACDC posters scattered along with Kansas, Journey, and Led Zeppelin. He looked at the wall with the built in bookshelf that was full and could imagine Cas just sitting here reading all of them. He noticed some clothes scattered on the white carpet amongst them a pair of green boxers with little cartoon bumblebees all over them.
"Cute boxers," Dean teased with a smile. Cas's face went scarlet. "They were a gift from Gabriel," Cas explained embarrassed and Dean chuckled. "I have a pair with pi on them, like the math symbol. Sammy being the little nerd he is thought it would be funny," Dean told him to help lessen his embarrassment. "I'd like to see those," Cas chuckled. Dean looked at him with a smirk and cocked eyebrow and Cas realized what he had said. His face lit up immediately. "I don't mean-what I meant was-I-I didn't-" Cas's flustered rambling was cut off by Dean grabbing his face and pressing their lips together. Once again Dean pulled away before Cas could process what was happening. Cas stared at him confused for a moment. "Dean-" Cas started but Dean shushed him and closed his eyes. Dean shifted a little to get more comfortable and smiled. "I'm tired, let's take a nap," he mumbled. "Okay," was all Cas said and he got comfortable next to Dean. He stared at Dean's almost sleeping faced a bit hurt for a moment before closing his own eyes. He just didn't understand Dean Winchester.