"Dean, I am uncertain what you are so worried about." Castiel frowned up at his human lover as he paced back and forth across the room in agitation.

"He's screwing around with Gabriel! An Arch Angel for crying out loud!"

"Dean, I am an Angel. Aren't we screwing around too?" He was really confused at the moment.

"No, Cas, what we do is different. What we have is different."

"And how do you know that what he has with Gabriel isn't different as well?"

This seemed to agitate Dean even more for he scoffed and threw his arms up in the air, "I doubt that very seriously! After all that Gabriel has done to us! To HIM!" He was clearly talking about Sam's 100 Tuesdays when Dean sold his soul.

"Dean, I feel compelled to add that I too have put you and Sam through some horrible things. Yet you seem able to forgive me for them. Is Sam not allowed to do the same with my brother?" He was really confused by his lover's double standards. But then humans still confused him anyway.

"I never said he wasn't allowed to forgive him!" Dean didn't seem to realize he was digging himself into a bit of a hole.

"But he's just not allowed to have feelings for him?"

"No! I mean, yes! I mean- damn it! I don't know anymore!" Dean threw his arms into the air and dropped down to the couch in frustration letting out a heavy sigh. "I just don't get it Cas. What does Sammy see in the dick?"

"Did ya ever stop ta think that maybe what Sammy and I have is a mutually beneficial relationship?" Dean started and looked up to the living room door. Gabriel stood there, hands in his pockets looking for all the world as if he owned it all. What Gabriel said caused Dean to cock his head to the side- he really didn't like the way the dick said his brother's personal nickname.

"Neither of us can have what we really want," His eyes were on Cas as he spoke before he turned to look at Dean now, "So we settle for what we can have and we make it work."

Dean was confused now. "What do you mean you can't have what you really want?"

"It's more like we can't have /who/ we really want, but eh- semantics." Gabriel looked over at the clock, "Well I gotta be off. Other people's lives to mess with and all." He gave a jaunty wave that appeared to be rather put upon as he vanished from sight before Dean could finish his demanding question.

"Damn it Gabriel! Get back here! I'm not done talking to you."

"It would appear that you are Dean." Cas commented a little more dryly than normal.

"What the hell was that supposed to mean? Why can't they have who they really want?" He was so utterly confused that his head was starting to hurt.