AN: Hope you guy's like this. This is when things start happening.

The Breaking Point

….Dean would care, Cas knew that.…

Sam, little Sammy Winchester was kissing him. That wasn't even the worst part, the worst part was all he could think about was Dean. How was this going to make Dean feel? Was Dean going to be mad at Cas for this? What would this do to their family. What would Dean say when he found out? Would Dean be jealous?

And that was it. That was the thought that jeered Cas out. Made his mind work again, made his body moved. He pushed Sam off of him gently but very firm.

"Sam no!"

Cas said his voice raspy from little use. Sam looked hurt, maybe even scared. So much like he did after a nightmare when he used to crawl up in Dean's bed and lie again Cas. That wasn't what caught Cas the most. Sam looked confused. How long had he let the kiss go on for?

"I'm sorry Sam"

Cas started. He didn't really know how to do this.

"Your like a brother to me" Was all he could come up with.

Realization dawned on Sam's face.

"Man Cas I'm sorry, I just thought"

Sam didn't finish, he just trailed off pleading to Cas with his eyes.

"Why Samuel?"

Cas' voice dropped now. To the low gravely sound he reserved for fights. He had to know why Sam would think this.

"That for one"

Sam shot the sentence out and Cas didn't know what he meant. Choosing to just stare Sam into continuing.

"You call me Samuel, no one calls me that." This didn't make any since to Cas.

"And you always let me run around with you and Dean."

Sam kept going with his strange logic.

"Plus you hug me Cas!"

Sam sounded like he was begging Cas to get it now, but he couldn't.

"We're friends Sam!" Cas was getting agitated now.

"How should I treat you? Should I leave you behind? Call you Sammy, hit your arm?"

Cas was stepping into Sam's space now, pushing away for the wall he'd been thrust against.

"Tell me how I can no longer miss lead you" Cas knew he must be scaring Sam now, but he couldn't care.

"I just thought…" Sam tried again, but Cas cut him off.

"I'm Not Gay Sam!"

Now Sam looked so small again the hall way wall. Did he think Cas would hit him? Sam said nothing only looked at Cas like he'd seen him for the first time.

"You thought I was?"

Cas' voice raising now, had so of been almost squeaking.

"I don't know Cas"

He didn't know? Sam didn't know why he thought one of his oldest friends were gay? Didn't know why he thought it'd be a great idea to kiss said friend? No, he didn't know. Cas snapped, shoving Sam into the wall.

"Why?" Cas was full on yelling now.

Sam shrunk farther into the wall, even after Cas released him.

"Why?" Sam squeaked out.

"Why, did you think I was gay?" Cas was calming down some.

He didn't like scarring his friend this way. He just didn't get this. Could rap his head a round it. Why would Sam change everything, just to say he didn't know?

"Oh"

Sam no longer looked like he was going to cry, he was crying. Two small lines running the whole of his face, and it broke Cas' heart.

"Come on Sam" Cas said now resting his hand on Sam's left shoulder.

He meant this as a signal to stop. They could drop this. He could take Sam to the bathroom and clean him up. Wash this whole thing down the drain and hopefully never talk about it again. That is not how Sam took it however.

"You're always in my personal space." Sam shouted.

Cas had wanted to drop this, but Sam took it as Cas pushing on. Wanting to know and his gentler tone seemed to encourage Sam.

"You stair at Dean, and not just stair, full on eye sex him."

Sam had started out sorrowed and mink but by then end he sounded so sure of himself.

"Have you ever even had a girlfriend Cas?"

Cas hit the wall right by Sam's head. Satisfied when Sam flinched.

"No Sam I've never had a girlfriend"

Cas started low and terrifying with his mouth right by Sam's ear.

"But I, unlike you, have had sex Sam. Lots of Sex with lots of girls"

With that Cas pushed off the wall by Sam's head and walked away.

Cas was almost completely down the hall before Dean came jogging up to him.

"What the Hell was that man?"

Cas kept on walking, he didn't even look at Dean.

"Hey"

Dean tried again, but still didn't look. So Dean grabbed Cas shoulder. Pulling Cas around so he would have to face him.

"Do you think I'm gay?"

Cas had it blurted out before he could sot himself. Now Cas really wished he wasn't facing Dean. Dean looked so serious for a minuet, like he really needed to think about this. Then laughed, laughed long and hard.

"Oh man Cas you always know how to make me laugh."

Dean bent over a bit while he finished laughing.

"I needed that man. A lot"

"No Dean really"

Dean stopped laughing and looked at Cas long and hard again. Then Cas could just see it dawn on Deans face that he meant it.

"No Cas!" Dean shouted.

He grabbed Cas at the same time. Like he could shake this fact into Cas.

"I've SEEN you have sex with chicks" Dean stressed.

He looked Cas right in the face. Hands still on his shoulders demanding his attention.

"Why?"

Cas hadn't though this through at all. How would he tell Dean his baby brother had just kissed him? He really debated whether he should. Dean was his best friend, if he didn't tell him who would he tell?

"Sam kissed me" Cas said flatly.

"He what?" Dean asked

Pulling back from Cas dean studied his face to see if he was joking. He must of found his answer because then he asked

"When? No why?" Dean was obviously tying to wrap his head around this.

"He thought I was gay" Cas supplied.

"What?" Dean's face scrunched up.

"But you're a whore"

"Thanks Dean, but honestly that's what I said."

"So he really thought the 'great Castiel' was gay?"

Dean had his signature smile on his face now. He thought this was funny and that really pissed Cas off.

"Shut. The. Fuck. Up. Dean"

This was not funny.

"No but it makes since" Dean said deep in thought now.

"Dean" Cas said in a low growl.

"No not you, Sammy" Cas felt himself relax some.

"Why?"

"Well yesterday morning, at breakfast, Sam told me he thought he was gay."

It still didn't make since to Cas though.

"When I asked him why he thought that he said he had the hotts for a guy."

"Sam thinks I'm hot?" Cas blurted out.

"He refused to tell me who actually. Maybe it was you, maybe he just wanted to see how it felt with someone he trusted."

Dean stopped for a sec and cocked a brow at Cas.

"Why, you want him to think you're hot Cas."

"I hate you" Cas said it but there was no real malice behind it.

"I'm sure it was you Cas." Dean winked.

Cas shifted un-computably

"Some how that doesn't make me feel any better." Cas said.

Letting out a long breath he didn't know he'd been holding.

"I do not feel the same way about him Dean. Will this ruin what we have?"

Cas knew he could be loosing three of the closest people to him in one foul swoop.

"No Cas, you should know you'll never loose me." Dean said.

He placed his hand back up on Cas' shoulder to emphasize this.

"And really don't worry Cas. Sam's not gay, he's just curious. It'll pass Cas give it time"

The way Dean said this left little room for Cas to argue. To point out that Sam had just been trying to stick his tong down Cas' throat. Or that Cas was very much a male. Instead he just asked

"How are you so sure Dean?"

"Cause Cas, I know him"

"As do I Dean" Cas butted in.

It was offensive to think Cas didn't know Sam. They'd know each other Sam's whole life.

"I never saw this coming Dean"

"Trust me, It Will Pass. Anyway I happen to know to know Sammy boy has a stiffy for a freshman, named Jessica."

Dean winked at Cas, yeah that was girls name. Cas found it hard not to slip so easily back into the best friend, surrogate brother mode. So he let himself.

"Oh yeah? That does sound like a girls name to me"

"Yeah he's been tutering her. You should see how red he turns every time I ask about her. Little Sammy might be saying he likes you, and who can blame him, but he crushing hard on the girl."

"Priceless, what was her name again? I think I need to see this for myself."

"Jessica Moore."

Both boys feel into an silence for a step after that.

"Should I go talk to him?" Cas asked.

To be scared he was afraid Dean would say yes for a minuet there. He wasn't sure he was ready for that.

"No" Said Dean.

Cas let out a breath he didn't know he was holding.

"I'll go" Dean smirked.

Cas smiled back he knew he was being a girl about this.

"Yeah Cas like I can't read you like a book. I know you don't want to deal with this. And even though you feel like a brother to him, he IS my little brother and I should talk to him."

"I'm sorry?" Cas offered.

"Dude it's not your fault you such a hot piece of man ass."

Dean's eyes lit up when he said this. Cas knew they were ok now.

"So will I see you down at lunch?" Dean asked.

Cas really couldn't help but notice how Dean sounded hopeful.

"Yap" Was all that Cas offered.

Then Dean was gone. Cas headed to lunch by himself, planning to wait for his brothers, both blood and not.