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Dean and Cas are 23 almost 24

"I'm fucking done with this shit!" Cas bellows as he storms through the apartment.

"What's going on?" Dean asks, leaning on the wall near the kitchen.

"I'm just sick and tired of all of this, Dean," He motions wildly.

"This?"

"This apartment, the fucking library, this town… all of it!" Cas flops onto the couch looking up at the ceiling.

"Let's move then," Dean shrugs, not seeing the problem.

"I'm not talking about moving across town," He says around a cigarette, before lighting it. "You ever feel like you're drowning, but there's nothing you can do about it?" Cas wonders stoically.

"We have a life here," he starts lamely, standing over the back of the sofa.

"I know you miss seeing Sam," Cas looks up at him accusingly. "I see it in you every day, Dean."

"Ya, I miss Sammy, but that doesn't mean I'm going to just up root my entire life."

"What's so great about staying here?" He glares, sitting up, "You can be a mechanic, anywhere in the world!" Cas snaps.

"What so you want to move to California, then?" Dean snaps back, leaning over the back of the sofa, "You'd miss the cold winters."

"It can be anywhere, Dean I just am sick of the same thing week in and week out!" He shouts, "Shelve books, eat at the diner, go to church, fuck in the same room… for almost six years! I can't live like this anymore!"

"What would you do, huh Cas?" His anger getting the best of him, "Since, last time I checked, the only thing you can put on your resume is librarian!"

"I don't know, Dean!" Cas glares daggers at him standing up to face him, "Maybe I'll do art or teach yoga, or go to fucking school again! I can figure something out, but you should be supportive."

"I've been nothing but fucking supportive!" Dean shouts, "You wanta move then we'll move, but excuse me for not understanding why staying in the same damn town is such a big deal! We fucking grew up here, this is home!"

"It's not home; you wouldn't understand Dean because it's different for you!" Cas shakes his head, "I can't stay here because no matter how many new memories we make, there are still that many more bad ones everywhere I turn!" He breathes out, "I'm dying here," he admits quietly.

Dean nods in understanding the look on the dark haired man's face breaking his heart, he cast his eyes downward as he grips the top of the sofa. "Maybe it's time for a change," he concedes softly, the fear of losing Cas far out weighing the fear of change.

"Dean," Cas searches his face, both their anger dissipating into other emotions as he kneels on the sofa in front of Dean, placing his hand on the side of the man's face.

He refuses to look at Cas right now, his head turned to the side as he looks off out the window, still speaking softly, "We'll look up some places and do some research," he clears his throat, "This weekend," Dean nods, stepping away from Cas's touch and heading to the kitchen for a beer.

They end finding a little town along the coast in Oregon; it's only ten hours away from their home town and eight from Sam which was better than the twelve hours it usually took. Dean suggested that they stay a weekend there, to scope it out and hopefully find jobs.

John wasn't too pleased about the idea of Dean leaving, but he would come around. Nothing was set in stone yet, plus Sam still wasn't completely positive he was going to stay at Stanford for law school yet. Everything seemed up in the air, Cas seemed happier than usual though; which in turn made Dean happy.

The pair head of early Friday to their new destination, they booked a room for a couple nights as they planned to stay until Monday. After checking in and dropping their bags off at the hotel, they drive around and scope the place out. The ocean is beautiful as ever and the town has a very warm homey feeling.

Dean's starting to warm up to the area and he can tell Cas really likes it there. They scope out a few mechanics that might be looking to hire and Cas finds a thrift store and a coffee shop that he think he might want to work at it. On the last day they are in town they are driving along the coast when they find a little house that's for sale, something about it makes them stop to take a look.

As luck would have it, the realtor was actually there and lets them take a look. It's a small Victorian style that apparently needed a little work, but it had a decent view of the ocean. Cas and Dean meandered through the dark wood rooms as if they've been here before. It's a little big for them, since it has almost 4 bedrooms, but it's still on the small side.

Cas continues to look around as Dean talks some shop with the lady to see if this could be in there budget. After the chat he goes in search of his boyfriend who's smoking and looking out on the balcony off the master bedroom, which faces the ocean. He comes up behind him, placing his arms around his waist and resting his chin on Cas's shoulder.

"What do you think, babe?"

"It's peaceful here," he states meaningfully.

"Mhmm," Dean hums in agreement as they take in the view silently for a while.

"Can we afford it?" Cas wonders aloud.

"Surprisingly, yes… If we get those jobs and everything."

"Are you ok with this?" He faces Dean, searching his eyes.

Dean thinks for a moment, nodding, "I think this place is great for us," he smiles.

Cas smiling in return as he kisses Dean chastely, before finishing his cigarette and taking Dean's hand as they head back down stairs.

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