POV: Thomas Andrews, MD

Time was passing ever so slowly as I awaited the next group, the Tyler family. The second hand on my watch seemed to slow as I watched it tick. I had grown fond of my time with the Tyler brothers. It was like watching some crazy, convoluted tv drama.

I heard voices coming from outside the door at about 2:03. I took out my notebook and waited for the group to walk in. To my surprise, only two of the Tylers entered the room.

"Good afternoon boys. Where is your uncle?"

"He couldn't make it today. He had something to deal with." Sam answered casually.

"Ah, well that's fine. I'm sure you'll be able to talk more freely without him here anyways. So why don't we get started then?" I waited for a response, to no avail. "Alrighty then. Dean, yesterday Sam mentioned the source of your distaste toward Ruby." Dean raised his eyebrow questioningly. Sam tried to prompt his memory.

"Remember? He's the guy who shows up at our door with another crisis at least twice a week." Dean stared blankly at his brother. Sam tried to give another hint. "You could say that he's Ruby's polar opposite."

"You mean...Cas?" Dean asked.

I nodded. "If that is short for Castiel, then yes." Dean shot a look at his brother. Sam kept his poker face. I bet Dean has no idea that Sam knows his secret. "So tell me Dean, what is Castiel like?"

Dean smiled. How cute, he was happy just thinking about Castiel. I had been distrustful of Sam's statement at first, but it was becoming clear that what he had said was true. "Cas is a great guy. He has some issues with personal space, but it's cool. I always know he's looking out for me, so I can pretty much ignore his...quirks."

Alright, it was no longer a question. Sam was right. "So how would you describe your relationship with Castiel?" I was guiding him toward the truth. They had both said that they were angry about all of the lies that were being told, so I had to get the honesty flowing.

"Er, what?" Dean looked nervous. I doubt he was ever planning on admitting his secret to his brother. Luckily, Sam was a rather supportive younger brother.

"It's alright Dean, we both know. I told Dr. Andrews."

"What are you talking about?"

"Come on Dean," I pressed, "You said you were tired of the lies, right? Well you have to start somewhere."

"Look Doc, I'm afraid I have no idea—"

"Do you need me to say it for you Dean?" Sam asked. What a caring brother. I couldn't believe how helpful he was trying to be.

"Say what?"

"That you have feelings for Cas" Sam finally said.

Dean was clearly in shock. "Wait…you mean—no. Sam, what the hell!" He started yelling at his brother.

"Stop it Dean." I said with authority. He turned angrily to face me. "Sam did the right thing to tell me. You shouldn't have been keeping a secret like this from your brother." Dean was fuming.

"Listen to me Doc, everything Sam told you was a lie. Just pretend like you never heard—" Sam cut him off.

"Dean, you're in denial. Bobby and I both know. We accept you, and now you just need to accept yourself."

"Sammy, shut up. You know this isn't true"

"Oh really? Then how do you explain all those times you two met up in the middle of the night?"

"You knew about that?" he stammered.

"Of course I did Dean, I'm not an idiot."

Dean looked between Sam and I for support, and then stood up.

"Dean, where are you going?" I sighed

"To the bathroom. Is that a problem, Doc?" He stormed out of the room and slammed the door. The Tylers never fail to keep things interesting. I looked to Sam, who wore a strange expression. If I didn't know better, I would have sworn he was holding back a laugh. We sat there in silence until Dean returned, feeling too worn down to continue.

Only a minute later, a man burst through the door. My bewildered secretary scrambled in after him.

"I must speak with Dean Winchester." The man said robustly. He looked strangely determined, and he wore an intense expression. His powerful countenance did not match his rough clothing. He was dressed as if he had been living on the streets.

"I am so sorry sir," my secretary said nervously, "I told him you were busy, that he had to make an appointment, but he refused to stop."

I spoke calmly. "Don't worry about it Peggy." Turning toward the strange man, I spoke again, "I don't know who you are, and I don't know who Dean Winchester is, so if you'll please excuse me—"

"No. I know that Dean is here. That's his brother right there." The strange man pointed at Sam. What is he talking about?

I glanced over at Sam, who was wide-eyed. "Uh, can I speak to you for a minute Cas?" Cas? As in Castiel? This was Dean's secret lover? Sam got up and grabbed the man—Castiel, I suppose—by the wrist and led him into the hallway. My poor secretary stood there in a state of utter confusion and stared at me. I was unable to speak, so I gestured for her to leave. She quietly left the room and I sat there in silence, waiting for the brothers to return and enlighten me as to what the hell was going on. I said it once, and I'll say it again. The Tylers are one weird family.

Author's Note: The reviewers have spoken! Meet your new guest character, Castiel! I have to admit, I am extremely excited for the next chapter. I have some great ideas on how to mess with Sam, Dean, and that poor Dr. Andrews. But as always, I would love any suggestions!