Castiel was sat in a motel across town. He had been here a week, ever since Dean had left him in the bar. He heard Dean calling him, and it took every fibre of his being not to go to him. But he couldn't go. He had worn his heart on his sleeve and been rejected.
"Awww, whats a matter Cas? Lovers tiff?" Gabriel teased. Castiel gave him the dirtiest look that he could manage. "What are you doing here?" "Oh Castiel. Can't your brother just pop in to say hi?"
"You never have before" Castiel replied tersely. "What do you want?" "I came to knock some sense into you" Gabriel said "Or have you gone deaf, and can't hear Dean Winchester calling you?" Cas lowered his eyes "We are not speaking, currently" Gabriel snorted. "Well you might want to tell him that, he keeps calling you hoping you will show up"
"Well I'm not going" Cas snapped "He left me in a bar, left to go and be with a woman after I..." "After you showed him how you felt?" Gabriel said. "Yes. After I showed him how I felt. He left. So he has no right to go shouting for me now" The archangel sighed. "Do you know WHY he left Castiel? He left because you had a woman all over you. I was watching and I saw. You looked to be singing to her, let alone she couldn't keep her hands off you" Cas scowled "You were watching us...?"
"Yes! I was waiting to see if you both finally realised how you feel about each other. See everyone can see it Cas, except for you and Dean. Why do you think I sent you here? I was hoping that being forced to work together solving other peoples love lives you might actually admit it to each other. And I thought it was finally working. But you are both as dense as each other" "So why did he leave?" Gabriel snorted. "He was jealous! Seriously Castiel, there have been so many wires crossed here."
Castiel was looking at his feet by now. "So you are saying..." "YES! Dean Winchester loves you. You will go running into the sunset holding hands and adopt a bunch of kittens together!" "But Dean is allergic to cats" Cas frowned. Gabriel frowned. "Just go and make out or something. Before I change my mind and strand you both on a mountain some where" But Cas had already gone. However Castiel didn't go straight to the motel. He had a plan of what he needed to do, and it would have to be done when Dean was at work.
As Dean got into his office on Monday morning, he wondered if he looked as bad as he felt. Sunday had seen him wake up and only go out to get some of the greasiest junk food he could find, as well as another bottle of scotch. Before going to his office, he headed for the teachers bathroom. Looking in the mirror, he saw a pale version of himself, his green eyes bloodshot and a good weeks worth of stubble. He frowned at his reflection. Getting to his office, he sat down and hoped that it was going to be a quiet day.
For the most part it was, his only visitor before lunch being another teacher with some reports for him to look over. At lunch he closed the blinds in his room and took a nap in his chair, waking an hour later with an ache in his neck, but it was probably the best sleep he had managed in days. He worried that he might of missed a student, but the next few hours proved to be as quiet as the morning. Dean was actually thinking of leaving early when the door opened. It was Patrick.
Dean had expected the teenager to be miserable after Saturdays events, so he was puzzled at the huge grin that he was wearing. "I've just come to thank you for your advice" He beamed. "Dean smiled "What did you do?" Patrick then went on to tell him about how he had used all the money he had been paid in order to buy Kat her dream guitar. "So it's back on" Dean grinned. "I just wanted to come back and thank you, for all your help"
"Well I'm glad to be able to help someone else's love life, because I sure as hell can't seem to manage my own" Dean frowned. As Patrick left he turned around. "um, Mr Winchester. I know you are meant to be the one who gives guidance here, but you really should just tell the person you care about how you feel." Dean saw that Kat was waiting for him, and he saw the teens walking down the hall. "Well that's my mission done" he thought. "Guess its time to head back to the motel"
Dean was looking forward to getting back so he could attempt to sleep, and wondered where Gabriel would send him next, or if he would finally deign to send him home. He was tempted to go to the liquor store on the way home but then he remembered his reflection in the mirror earlier and stopped off for black coffee instead. Stifling a yawn, he put the key in the lock and opened the door. Shocked he dropped the coffee. Castiel was sat on his bed.