So, this started as just a filler chapter, to transition into the next, but that did not work out.

The door buzzed three times while Dean was cleaning his kitchen counter after an unfortunate butter incident. "Can you get that?" he called to Charlie. "It's Cas. Just let him in."

"Ooo, you guys have a secret code for booty calls?" she asked as she buzzed him in and unlocked the door.

"Hah, you'd like that, wouldn't you?"

She snorted. "Are you done yet? I'm about ready to steal all of your candy."

"Maybe if you hadn't spilled the popcorn all over my counter." He tossed the sponge into the sink and went back out into the living room.

"Finally! I've shuffled the cards three times now."

Dean grabbed the deck from her and dealt the cards out. "You should invite Jo next time," he said, considering his hand.

"So she can clean us out? No thanks."

"Charlie, we're betting with candy. It really doesn't matter. Besides, you suck at poker anyway."

She threw a gumdrop at him. "Shut up, I'm getting better."

There was a knock at the door.

"It's open," Dean called. "How many cards do you want?" he asked Charlie.

"Two," she said at the same time as Cas opened the door.

Dean briefly looked up to see him sign, Hello Dean.

"Hey, Cas." He patted the floor beside himself. "Come help me kick Charlie's ass."

Charlie kicked him. "No fair. I want him on my team."

"You can't even understand a word he says," Dean pointed out.

Cas sat down between them. Or I could play by myself.

"Have you ever played poker before?"

A few times. Gabriel taught me.

"Charlie, give Cas some candy from the bags. He's playing by himself."

She was a bit skeptical. "Are you sure about that, Dean?"

"Oh come on," Dean said. "How bad can it be?"

"Dean-"

"Shut up, Charlie!" He stared at Castiel's cards. "So you're telling me you accidentally got a straight."

Cas nodded. I was trying for a flush. He then pulled the candy in the pot over to his already large pile.

"I'm going to kill Gabe for teaching you."

Charlie looked at her watch. "As much fun as this has been, I've got a date tonight."

"You're always got a date on poker night," Dean said. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you do it on purpose."

Charlie gasped. "Why ever would I do that?" She winked. "Later, bitches."

Dean opened the door for her. "Tell Jo I said hi."

"Will do," she said. "Bye, Cas!"

He waved.

Dean locked the door behind her and turned back to Cas. "I know you didn't just come over to show off your poker skills. What's up?"

Nothing.

Dean rolled his eyes and sat back down next to Cas. "You are such a liar." He poked him in the arm. "C'mon, you can tell me."

Cas sighed. Gabriel wants me to go to a few bars with him on Saturday. I could not think of a reason why I was unable so I left.

"You can hang out with me on Saturday. I'm sure we could think of ways to pass the time."

Oh really? Cas tried to hide his smile.

Dean smirked. "Uh huh. In fact, I can think of a few that we can do right now." He began to lean in-

And then his phone rang.

"Ugh, why does this keep happening?" He pulled out his phone and looked at the display. "It's my mom. I've gotta take this."

It's all right. Go ahead.

He answered the call. "Hey, Mom."

"Hi, sweetie. I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

"No, you're fine." Even though she kind of was. That wasn't exactly something he was going to tell his mother about though. "What's up?"

"I just wanted to make sure you're still coming to dinner on Saturday."

Dean scoffed. "Of course I am." Regardless of the fact that he totally forgot about it.

"Good. That's good." She sounded distracted.

"Okay, what is it?"

"What's what?"

"There's something else, Mom. Don't bother beating around the bush."

Mary sighed. "Sam may have let it slip that you've been seeing someone."

"Right, about that. I was gonna tell you, but-"

"I knew it! I'd love to meet this mystery person, Dean. Have a chat."

"Heh, that might be a pretty one-sided conversation, considering Cas is mute."

"Cas, huh? Bring her along on Saturday."

He glanced at Cas. "Yeah, okay, but-"

"Oh shoot! I've got to take care of this. I'll see you on Saturday, okay? Love you, kiddo."

"Love you too, Mom. Bye." He hung up and tucked his phone back into his pocket. "Well, shit."

What's wrong?

"You've got an excuse not to go drinking with your brother now. You're invited to dinner on Saturday."

What's so bad about that?

"My whole family will be there."

Cas tilted his head to the side. I still do not understand the problem.

"My mom thinks you're a woman, and I didn't get a chance to correct her."

Castiel's hands stilled for a moment. I see. That is a real problem.

Dean nodded. "You in?"

Of course.

"Now then," he said a few minutes later, "where were we?"

It's a cliche, I know, but it's a funny one.

A lot of characters being introduced next time.

Also Cas trying to get a flush and ending up with a straight actually happened to me. I learned how to play poker a week or two ago and I was as surprised as anything when it happened. And that was when I learned how easily my poker face can slip. Luckily, nobody was paying attention.

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