So I know this took awhile, but here is the next chapter, and it doesn't have any weird Gabe/Dean stuff! From Dean's POV. In case you didn't read the last chapter for whatever reason, here is a summary:
Previously on Feel the Tension...
Dean got drunk off his ass and Gabe decided to mess with him by brushing against his arm. It doesn't work out so well and they get way too close and kiss before Cas pulls them apart (sobering Dean) and announcing that Vivian is still alive. Also, Sam went back to the motel early and Meg went to hook up with a girl Dean had been hitting on. Enjoy!
"What do you mean she's alive, Cas?" I asked, turning to face my- the, angel. We were safely back in our hotel room and Sam was still awake, sitting up on his computer, most likely looking for a new case since we had all thought that this one was done.
"What I mean, Dean," Cas retorted with much more force than I thought was necessary, "is that another leviathan must have heard that we, well Gabriel," it sounded like he was trying to imply something and frankly I did not like the idea he was getting at, "killed Vivian and for some reason they came to take her place."
"Woah, hold on. What happened?" This was Sam, and I just now realized that he had no idea of what was going on. "Are you ok, Cas? You sound like something's wrong." Cas looked at him with a straight face, and turned around to face the still open door.
"I think our brothers can manage to explain what has happened." I was still surprised by his tone (I had never heard him sound so angry but hurt while keeping his voice even) and was even more surprised when he walked out, slamming the door.
"Cas?" I rushed over and opened the door, hoping to calm him down, but he had vanished. He was being a typical drama queen, making sure to slam the door for effect. Why was I not surprised? I turned back to face Sam and Gabe (Meg must have still been with that girl), and saw Sam look between Gabe and me with a questioning look.
"Do you guys want to explain?" I could feel Gabriel look over at me, but I couldn't meet his eyes. I think I was more angry about what had happened than Cas was. Although, as much as I wanted to, I couldn't convince myself that we were angry about the same thing. I of course was angry about my 'experience' with Gabe (I'll have nightmares about it for at least a week), but who the hell knew what Cas was angry about. He didn't care about me enough to mind that I was probably about to shag his brother(I still want to ralph about that) as his time with Meg had proved. He was probably angry that we didn't finish the job and we were still stuck in this town.
"Cas figured out that Vivian, or at least another leviathan that looks like her, is still alive," Gabe explained since I hadn't made any attempt to explain for a few moments.
"Ya I figured that much, but what's wrong with him?"
"Well Dean and-"
"It must just be his time of the month," I butted in, because really, Sam did not need to know about what happened. I could tell that he knew something was up(damn him and his smarts), but he let the subject drop and turned back to his computer.
There was a silence that set over the room and was only interrupted every once in a while when Sammy decided to type something else into his computer. I didn't mind though, because my mind kept reeling over what had happened just half an hour ago. Gabriel. Was I really doing what I did with Gabriel?! There was just so many things wrong with that. What about Cas? What about girls? What about self respect?! I mean, if I were actually going to mess around with a guy(because lord knows I've thought about doing it, especially with Cas…), than I would NOT want Gabriel to be that guy. As usual, this was all his fault. Him and that stupid lust spell. Next time we were alone, next time Sammy wasn't around, I would make him fix it with his stupid angel mojo. He had messed with us too much already. He would fix this. The silence was finally broken by Gabriel.
"Well as much as I love our little chats, I have better people to be doing than you two, so I'm going to leave. Call me when you need me." He vanished, but not before turning to me and winking. I hated this guy. I saw curiosity and understanding spark in Sam's eyes after Gabe had left. Aw crap, he knows something happened.
"Is there something you want to tell me, Dean?" He asked, having trouble not laughing. I really hated this kid sometimes.
"Ya, I'm going to bed. Wake me up if you find anything worth mentioning." With that, I stripped down to my undershirt and boxers and collapsed on the open bed.
After about two hours of peaceful sleep, I was shaken awake and saw Sam standing over me. As I woke up, I took in my surroundings. Crappy motel room, Sam with his laptop, Cas sitting on the corner of my bed staring at me, Gabe leaning on the wall by the door. Seemed like a normal morning, even if it was only three a.m. In my sleepy state, I temporarily forgot about what had happened the night before, but as I became more aware, I looked back at Cas with a mix of confusion and surprise.
"Cas?" I asked, hoping he would understand what I wanted to say.
"Yes, Dean, I am here, but only because Sam has asked for my presence." He sounded almost, drunk? Ya, drunk. He must be really upset considering he has to drink an incredible amount of liquor to get anywhere near tipsy.
"So I've been trying to find anything about Vivian that would explain why she is so important to Dick Roman. It turns out that her name is Vivian Gryan, daughter of Luke and Sally Gryan, and Sally happens to own a few Biggerson restaurants around the country and has quite a bit of say of what does and doesn't happen inside of them."
"That would explain why Dick is so interested in Vivian," I replied after he had finished, "I'm sure a woman like Sally is a big part in his plans and if her daughter could influence her… well we're lucky that he hasn't put his master plan, whatever it is, into effect yet."
"Great, I will go survey the Gryans' residence." There was a swoosh and Cas was gone before any of us could stop him.
"Whatever you guys did to him, I don't think he is going to forget about it anytime soon."
"It's not what we did to him, Sam. It was more a matter of what Dean didn't to him." This was Gabe. I couldn't help but roll my eyes a little at what he was implying. And wishing that it was a reality. But this guy was really starting to get on my nerves, so I cleared my throat to get Gabriel's attention.
"Outside. Now."
"Always so eager. It's not a good look on you." Now he was just teasing me. I would teach him a lesson. He followed me out the door. I gently closed it behind him, then spent no time pinning him up against the wall, my arm against his neck. I don't know why, but this time I felt absolutely no attraction towards him. I guess the lust spell had decided to give me a break because all I wanted to do to Gabriel was beat the ever-living shit out of him.
"Listen to me, douchebag, you are not going to say another word about anything that happened last night."
"Oh Dean, if I didn't know better, I would say you didn't have fun!" I punched him in the face before I continued, just for good measure, and was temporarily confused when my hand hurt more than it should (angels. Right, do not punch them).
"You are going to go into that hotel room and you are going to take this stupid spell off of us right now, or I swear to God I will-"
"You'll what? Kill me? Sorry, but it already happened, and frankly, I would just come back again. Honestly, you need a better tactic to deal with your feelings than using violence. Just because you don't want to admit how you really feel, doesn't mean you have to bottle it up until it explodes. And like I've already told you numerous times, there is no way to get rid of this spell. Well without physical activity, of course, but besides that there is nothing I can do."
"You can always do something. You are going to fix this, or die trying." I dragged him into the room and looked at him expectantly. He looked thoughtful for half a second before a mischievous glint came into his eyes, and he snapped his fingers. That was the last thing I remembered before I passed out.
I woke up with a pair of all too familiar blue eyes staring at me. I was lying on the motel floor, and I took Cas' too-warm
hand to help me stand up. There was definitely a charge that went through my body when we touched. So much for Gabriel fixing this problem. I was about to step as far away from Cas as possible, when I noticed something strange: he was tall. Too tall. Taller than I was. Also my clothes felt different, like they were looser or something. Being the brilliant and slightly dazed man that I was, I decided to ignore it and look around for some explanation. That's when I saw it. Sammy was laying on the bed face down, still sleeping, but his hair. It was already long to begin with, but now it was at least three inches longer. As I continued to look at him, I noticed another key thing… HE HAD BEEN TURNED INTO A FREAKING GIRL!
"What the hell did you do to my brother?!" I asked, walking towards Gabriel, but I stopped in my tracks when I noticed that my voice was about four octaves too high.
"No." I whispered more to myself than to anyone. I looked down, and sure enough, I had breasts. I HAD BOOBS!? I was supposed to be a guy! Guys do not have boobs! They have dicks! I reached down to my crotch, and low and behold, there was nothing bulky whatsoever. Still not being able to accept what the facts were all clearly pointing to, I ran to the bathroom as fast as I could. There was hair. Everywhere. I don't know how I didn't notice all of it before, but it was everywhere. It went down past my shoulders. Everywhere I looked, there was just more of me, but it wasn't me. This was like some bad dream. I didn't want to look anymore, so I turned around and glared at Gabriel.
"Look at you! You already have the girly bitchface down." That was it, I couldn't take it anymore. I ran at him and my hands found his neck and squeezed.
Plot twist anyone? Tell us what you thought of this chapter, or just the story in general. And since we are still busy, don't expect the next chapter unbelievably soon, although miracles do happen...