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Castiel watched the client, Mr Winchester, turn from him with blush and look back at Gabriel which made his eyebrows raise. Now why would this rather interesting human specimen be interested in his extremely straight brother? Surely his gaydar wasn't that off. Because the fact that this guy was gay screamed at him as loudly as F-16's doing a fly by. Oh well it was of no consequence to him, though if Mr Winchester did try to chat up Gabriel he would be happy to sit back and watch. If nothing else it would give him some entertainment in what would no doubt be a boring ass day once he came back to the ground.

Gabriel saw Mr Winchester blush again and smirked. He really was wondering just what was going through the guys' head that he kept blushing like that. But be that as it may it seemed Castiel wasn't going to do the introductions so he probably should.

"Mr Winchester, this is Major Castiel Novak-" Gabriel started only to be interrupted by his brother who had taken up lounging against the doorframe to the hanger.

"Retired." Castiel said with a sigh. How many times did he have to remind his brother of that?

Gabriel just rolled his eyes. As if he didn't know Cassie was retired before he continued. "Retired Major Castiel Novak and he will be your flight instructor. Castiel this is Mr Winchester." He finally got out.

"Dean, call me Dean." Dean said looking briefly at his instructor before looking back at Gabriel. If he wasn't careful he would start staring into those blue eyes and never look away. Looking at the other guy was much safer in his mind.

"Very well Dean. Shall we go?" Castiel asked straightening up. He was getting a bit fed up with watching the guy, Dean, eye his brother when he could be in the air. Couldn't he do that once the lesson was over?

"Umm, don't you have to, I don't know, go through safety stuff or something first?" Dean squeaked out. Surely they wouldn't be flying in the first lesson right? Right?

"Are you scared Dean?" Castiel asked in his low voice as he stepped into the other man's personal space and caught his eyes with his own. Showing him just how to eye another man.

"What no of course not." Dean bristled. He wasn't about to let these guys know that in actual fact he was bricking it at the thought of leaving the ground.

"because if you were I'm sure myself or Gabriel could find a way to ease your" at that point Castiel paused running his eyes once again over Dean's body before he lowered his voice even more and continued. "Mind."

At that Dean just made choking sounds, he couldn't speak, let alone think. Just what the hell had he walked in on here? What had his brother got him involved with? What the hell was going on?

"Cassie behave." Gabriel said as he decided that enough was enough and gently pushed his brother back from their client and glaring at him before turning to Dean who seemed to be on the verge of hyperventilating, though whether at the thought of flying or because of Cassie's behaviour Gabriel didn't know. The fact that this guy was afraid to fly of course came through loud and clear to him. "Sorry about my brother Dean-o, he's a dick but he is also the best pilot the air force ever had. You'll be fine." He said in his most soothing voice capturing the other man's eyes reassuringly.

"Not worried." Dean strangled out looking into the gold eyes. He still couldn't get over them. They were not normal.

"Good, then let's go shall we?" Came a growled voice and with that Castiel turned as if he was on the parade ground and marched back to the hanger. Dean turned to Gabriel with a look of helplessness on his face that Gabriel had seen so many times when people first met Castiel. And as such instead of speaking he just made shooing motions with his hands until Dean reluctantly followed the retired (and he was pretty sure crazy) Major.

Once they were gone Gabriel let himself chuckle. Well that certainly was entertaining, he had never seen his brother get jealous of him before. Hmm, maybe he should play that up a bit. You know, just to get both their heads out of there asses and their lips connected to each other's. with that thought he settled back down at his desk to go over the books once more hoping he could find some money from somewhere in them.

Dean followed the Major to a small two-seater plane but there he baulked. They were going up in that? It barely looked like it would hold them on the ground it was so flimsy.

Castiel turned to Dean to tell him to get inside when he caught his look of horror at his Angel. Now people could say what they liked about him, he didn't give a shit. But insult his wings and then they would have a problem. As such he narrowed his eyes at Dean and crossed his arms.

"Do you have a problem with the plane Mr Winchester?" He asked slowly pronouncing every word perfectly.

"You mean apart from the fact that a) you're flying it and b) that it looks like a freakin' tin can?" Dean responded crossing his arms as well and glaring right back at the extremely hot-when-angry pilot. "Not at all." He finished with but too late the damage was done.

"You can leave now." Castiel growled at him, clenching his fists and keeping his arms crossed so he didn't take a swing at the guy.

"Gladly." Dean spat out though he didn't move. Just who the hell did this guy think he was?

"Good and don't come back until you learn some respect." Castiel snapped out.

"Respect? For what? This piece of trash?" Dean asked waving his hand dismissively at the plane. Castiel just glared. That was it. This man had gone too far.