Dean and Cas rested in the car for about an hour, listening to music and enjoying the silence between them, until Sam finally came out and climbed into the back of the Impala, a smile splayed acrossed his face. "Looks like someone had a good day," Dean said with a raised eyebrow and a slight smirk. He was glad that Sam's first day back was obviously l
"Yeah, look," he showed his brother his cast and all of the signatures on it, upon further inspection, he saw that there were serval phone numbers on there. Dean started to grin from ear to ear and Castiel chuckled.
"Look at you, tiger, you're gettin' all the chicks," the elder Winchester said, "Nothin' like bein' hurt to drag in the ladies."
Sam pursed his lips, "Actually, a few of these are from guys...some girls too," he admitted, a bit shyly.
Dean just smiled at him, "Sam...we needa have a talk," which earned a terrified look from Sam, like he thought he just made a huge mistake by telling his brother that. "Relax, I just need you to know that I don't care if you end up with a guy or a girl. I just care that you end up happy and healthy and doing whatever makes you happy, kid."
That earned a sigh of relief from Sam, "Thanks Dean, I really needed that...dad would've flipped if he heard that."
Something about that statement made Castiel smile from ear to ear. He wasn't sure if it was due to the fact Dean was basically Sam's father and said he'd support him no matter what, or if it was something else. But, it was in that moment that Castiel decided that he was in love with Dean Winchester and who he was as a person.
Dean let out a snort, "Screw him, he ain't a real father anyways...but I do have some news..."
Sam raised an eyebrow, "Is it good or bad?"
"Both," Dean said, "Well...you see...I'm kind of dating someone..." Castiel's heart sank deep into the pits of his stomach, but it also felt like it rose to his throat and he couldn't breath. They had just had sex and Dean was dating someone? What was he? Just some cheap whore for Dean?
"You? Dating someone? Get out of here," now it was Sam's turn to snort a laugh.
"Well, let me backtrack, that's if he says yes?," Dean looked at Castiel with a grin on his face. Cas felt his face getting red, partially from embarassment and partially because he felt foolish for thinking Dean cheated on someone with him. All he could do was nod as he turned to hide his face from the two Winchester brothers. This earned a chuckle from both of them as they high fived each other.
That night, Dean fell asleep quickly and slept more peacfully than he had in months. But that all changed once he began dreaming.
It was a calm and relaxing field, the wild grass came up to Dean's waist as he looked down. He was dressed in a white tshirt and pants, even his shoes were white. The sun beamed down on him, full of warmth and familiarity. He saw Castiel in a field, he was also dressed in all white and he was smiling. There was something off about him, though, he seemed...older. Dean started walking towards him, but Castiel got further and further away the more Dean walked. Suddenly, dark clouds started rolling in until the sky was pitch black and it began raining. Dean was standing on the side of the road, dressed in jeans and a tshirt with a plaid shirt and military style jacket on over top of it. There was a car wrecked in front of him, only he knew that car. It was his dad's Porche, he recognized the 'Wnchstr' license plate. He took off running for the car that was wrecked into a pole, his dad was laying slumped over an air bag, all bloody and broken looking. Not moving. Not breathing. "Dad? Dad?! Dad!" His dad wasn't waking up, that's when he noticed there was a bullet hole in the windshield and through his dad's head.
That's when Dean woke up from his slumber, beads of sweat ran down his face as he sat up. It was still dark outside and he was still at home, he took a deep breath and calmed himself down until he was breathing normal again. For the rest of the night, the eldest Winchester laid in bed staring up at the ceiling.