A/N: I don't really have much to say. I've been trying to make progress on this but I've been having a little trouble so I started another small project that I will hopefully be able to finish soon. Thanks for the reviews and enjoy!

Dean walked back to the car a few minutes later, having given up on his search, and leaned against the car next to Castiel. He seemed to have calmed down a little. He took a deep breath and turned to Castiel.

"Alright, so I was a dick and I'm sorry. I'll try to keep my mouth shut but if you touch my music again, you're walking the rest of the way," Dean added, probably trying to sound threatening. Castiel just shrugged and replied, "Sounds fair. And I do apologize about the tape. That was probably overdoing it."

"Don't worry; I'll just add it to your tab." Dean grinned and leapt up, headed back to the driver's seat. "C'mon! We're burning daylight!"

Castiel rolled his eyes but couldn't stop his amusement from showing a little.

They rode in peace for the next couple of hours, only really speaking when Castiel was giving Dean directions. Soon though, their path was blocked by construction and they had to take back roads. Both men were getting restless from sitting in such close quarters for so long so when Dean suggested that they take a break and stretch their legs, Castiel was far from putting up a fight. They had entered Colorado about an hour ago. The dust was still settling when Castiel got out of the car. Dean seemed to have a tendency to speed when it didn't look like he'd get caught. Castiel looked around, taking in the scenery. He noticed that Dean had already taken his position in the grass on hill a few yards ahead. He walked over and sat next to Dean who was lying down and staring at the few clouds that were floating by.

"Look, Cas, it looks like a bunny," Dean said, pointing to one of the clouds above him. Castiel looked up. "Which one?" he said after a minute of searching. There were only a few of the fluffy white clouds above their heads and none of them looked particularly like a rabbit.

Dean patted the ground directly next to him and said, "Come here."

Castiel scooted over and laid down next to Dean, close enough that he could feel the heat radiating off the other man. He was still a little surprised at how mild the weather was; he had only needed to wear a sweater, his coat too warm. Dean turned his head towards Castiel to make sure he was watching and when he'd gotten Castiel's attention, Dean pointed to the cloud almost directly above his head.

"See it now? There're the ears and the tail."

Castiel could kind of see what Dean was seeing. He nodded a little and asked, "And what does that one look like?"

They played this game for a while, Dean telling Castiel what he saw and then making up stories about them. The atmosphere had completely shifted from that of this morning. Dean's stories became less vivid as he became drowsy and Castiel had already been listening to Dean with his eyes closed. After a moment Dean fell silent and Castiel let the sun warm his face and the sounds of the breeze and Dean's steady breathing lull him to sleep.

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The next thing Castiel knew, the sun was lower in the sky and his side was comfortably warm. He looked over and realized that sometime while they had been asleep, Dean and he had merged closer together until they were pressed together from shoulder to knee. Castiel rolled over quietly, not wanting to wake Dean up while they were still so close.

Castiel allowed himself a few more moments to wake up before nudging Dean. The other man just grunted and flung his arm over his eyes. Castiel decided to let him have a few more minutes and began walking back to the car to check the time. He had left his watch in his bag, having taken it off to shower that morning. When he finally dug it out, he went to get a drink from his water bottle in the front seat. As he was unscrewing the cap, he noticed the keys were still in the ignition. Dean must have left them there, assuming no one would come out this way anyways. Something didn't sit well with Castiel though. He looked a little closer and noticed that the key wasn't turned all the way to an off position. Dread pooled in his gut as he got in the car and slid over to the driver's seat and turned the key. Nothing happened. Castiel took the key all the way out of the ignition before trying again. And again, nothing happened.

He quickly jumped out of the car and jogged back over to where Dean had fallen asleep again.

"Dean!" Castiel shouted in an attempt to wake up the other man. "Dean, wake up. It appears we have a problem."

Dean's eyes shot open and he was on his feet in seconds.

"You okay?" he asked, quickly giving Castiel a once over.

"I'm perfectly fine Dean, but your car may not be. It wouldn't start when I tried a moment ago."

"Shit," Dean said as he began moving swiftly towards his car. Castiel had left the key in the ignition, figuring that if he couldn't turn it on, no one else could either. Dean climbed in, leaving the door open, and turned the key. Nothing. He tried a few more times with the same result. From his spot a few feet away from the car Castiel could see Dean fall forward and hit his head against the steering wheel in defeat.

"Battery's dead," he said, barely loud enough for Castiel to hear from his spot. He moved closer cautiously.

"And what does that mean?"

"Means we either call a tow truck or we start walking."

"I think I'd prefer the first," Castiel said.

"Already on it."

Castiel waited as Dean Pulled out his phone and began to dial. He was confused when, after he pushed the send button, Dean just left the phone balancing on his knee and, after a moment, closed his phone. Dean fell back across the front bench and sighed loudly.

"Wonderful," he groaned.

"What?" Castiel asked, worry creeping into his voice.

"No service. That's what we get for taking the fucking back roads."

Castiel sighed and leaned up against the side of the car.

"I suppose we had better begin walking then."

Dean groaned again but agreed, saying, "We'll call for a tow when we get into town I guess."

Dean got out of the car, taking the keys with and locking his precious vehicle. He then went around back and opened the trunk. He pulled Castiel's suitcase out and then reached for his own. Castiel took the map out of the pocket of the coat he was carrying and opened it up, hoping it would at least help them find a town nearby. They found one a few miles away and began their trek.