Passenger 3-B

Chapter Fourteen

"Hello, Dean, it's very nice to see you again." Castiel replied as he walked in.

Dean immediately stood up, "Oh god…Cas, is that really you?"

"Yes, it is." The brunette male replied with a warm smile, shaking his hand. "You look great; how have you been?"

"I'm uh…g-g-good. I-I- b-b-been…" Dean stuttered, clearing his throat. "I can't believe you're really here, since I wanted…"

Anna interrupted by coming between them, "Castiel, this is Dean…the guy who hurt you in college? The same Dean who is a selfish prick? The same Dean who chose some skank over you? The same…"

"Anna, stop it!" Castiel demanded. "You don't know the whole situation, so stop yelling about nonsense. This was a private matter between Dean and myself, therefore, you need to stay out of it."

"Whatever!" she exclaimed. "Just so you know, Sam, your new so-called boyfriend is a fucking slut!"

"Anna, I said stop it!" her brother commanded, taking her by the arm. "Please, this is Sam's happy day and Gabriel would be ashamed of your childish tantrum…keep your thoughts to yourself and apologize to Dean."

"Hell no; he hurt you real bad and I haven't forgot that!"

"Anna!"

"Fine…I apologize." she sneered.

"Dean, I am truly sorry for Anna's outburst as it was uncalled for." Castiel remarked, glaring at the feisty redhead.

"Uh…uh, n-n-no one n-n-needs to uh, apologize, except for uh, me," Dean stammered, "it was all my fault…I-I'm sorry." Dean went to take a step and lost his balance, almost fainting and sat back down on the couch.

"Dean!" Cas screeched, instantly running to his side.

"I got him…he's my boyfriend now!" Sam shouted much more harshly than meant too. "I mean, lets give him some room to breath."

"Yes, of course." Castiel said, walking a few feet back from the couple.

"Guys, look, I don't know what to say, but lets just calm down." Sam stated, glancing down at his boyfriend. Dean looked pale and confused; as a result, all Sam wanted to do was hold him. "Maybe Dean should lie down for a little while, so please excuse us."

Sam led his lover away from the party area and back up to their bedroom, "Dean, have a seat and drink this." Dean sat on the edge of the bed, gladly taking the bottled water and gulped it down in one swallow.

"I'm very sorry that Anna said all of that; it was totally out of line."

"Look, Sam, I'm not upset by her words because it was all true, it's uh…" Dean lowered his head, "its you…I really don't know nothing about you at all."

"Me?" Sam confusingly questioned, "What are you talking about?"

"I moved in here with my new boyfriend and I don't even know your real name. I about fell over when Anna called you Sam Novak, since I was led to believe that your name was Sam Wesson…I feel like such a fool." Dean paused as tears fell, "I uh, actually feel like a whore…a whore who sleeps with rich dudes…a whore who's feelings don't matter."

Sam kneeled before him, lifting his fallen chin, "I am very sorry for hurting you and I'll take all the responsibility for lying, but I never saw you as a whore. I thought I mentioned that Wesson was just an alias Gabe and I made up when we travel to keep anonymous, but I must've forgotten…it was an honest mistake and I sincerely apologize."

"It's more than that…I umm," Dean paused. "Y-You know everything about me and I still don't know hardly anything about you. I think it was a mistake to uh, move in here. I was being a fool to think my life could be perfect…I'm nothing more than a selfish, fat whore."

"Dean, stop saying that!" Sam demanded, "You're not foolish or fat and most importantly-You. Are. Not. A. Whore!"

"But, Sam…"

"No buts…" Sam replied. "Listen to me closely…you are a very special person who has a warm heart, great personality and you care about people."

Sam pulled his lover into a soft kiss and helped him onto a nearby sofa, "Dean, I will now tell you my entire life story, so be prepared to snooze," he lightly chuckled. "I was born at Sioux Falls General Hospital in South Dakota on May 2, 1985, making me twenty-seven. I have one brother that you met, Adam, and only parent who is alive, my mom, Karen. We moved to Kansas when I was ten and lived here up until I went to Stanford. My first kiss was to an older boy when I was fifteen and I lost my virginity at seventeen to a 19 year old guy named Connor."

Sam paused to pour himself a drink, "In college, I had a few one night stands, then I met Gabriel. Other than you, Gabe, Connor and my trainer, Luke McBride, I slept with seven other people. Gabriel and I were married four years ago and I took his last name, so technically my name is Sam Singer-Novak…its hyphened."

Both slightly laugh, "I started…"

Dean interrupted him, "You said seven other people, not men. That means you slept with women, right?"

"Uh…"

"You said the entire life story, so spill it…who was she?"

"Dean, it's someone you met and I don't feel comfortable saying it out loud." Sam stated, but the look his beau was giving him meant he had to tell.

"Was it Anna?"

"Oh god, no!" Sam shrieked. "I mean, no it wasn't."

"Lola?"

Sam shook his head.

"Joy?"

Sam shook his head.

"Kalani?" Dean said and Sam immediately looked away. "You and that hot Hawaiian chick had sex? Damn, I would be shouting that from the rooftop."

"Oh man, don't tell her…we promised never to mention it again." Sam begged, "We got drunk at Comic Con and wondered what it would be like to fuck the opposite sex since we were both gay. Obviously it wasn't very good so we just passed it off as an experiment gone horribly wrong."

"Maybe you did it wrong, so give it another try and I'll watch." Dean teased while Sam gave him that bitch face look.

"Very funny, jerk," Sam smirked. "So, where do we go from here? I really wanna make it up to you?"

Dean glanced at the man…really looked at him. I don't even know him and yet we're sharing a bed, a life and a future. "I uh, think I should go to a hotel for a while…I-I just need to think clearly and I can't do that in your bedroom."

"Dean, it's our bedroom," Sam commented. "Please don't go to a hotel or anywhere else…stay here."

"I uh, need to get away and think…just let me go."

TBC...