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Dean took Gabriel to his local bar. It wasn't like it was a proper date so he might as well be relaxed after all. Walking into the Roadhouse he was greeted by Ellen like a long lost son, the joys of having her daughter working for him at the garage he guessed. She then turned her very astute (she had taken note of the new shirt) eyes onto his companion and her eyebrows rose. The man with Dean was not his normal taste in men, not at all. Hmm, just what was going on here?

"So Dean are you going to introduce me to your friend?" She asked leaning across the bar and pinning Dean with a glare that clearly said and explain your relationship with him in great detail to me immediately.

Gabriel of course standing next to Dean caught the look and found it highly entertaining, as such he just stood there and waited for Dean-o to reply. He really wanted to see what the guy would say about this situation.

"Oh umm, Ellen this is Gabriel, Gabriel, Ellen." Dean replied somewhat startled by her expression. I mean nothing was going on being him and Gabriel so why was she looking at him like that?

"Nice to meet you Gabriel. So Dean, how did you to meet?" Ellen asked smiling at his companion and glaring once more at the boy she had in some way started to think of as her son. If nothing else he looked after her Joanna Beth like a big brother, the least she could do is return the favour by being a sort of mother to him and Sam.

"Well, he kinda owns the flight company that sum's making me go to for lessons." Dean explained somewhat alarmed by her look, what was going on? Since when did he get quizzed as soon as he walked through the door with a friend?

"But I thought that the guy who owned that was called Castiel?" Ellen replied narrowing her eyes at him. He wasn't going to pull a fast one on her, she had heard all about it from both Jo and Sam when he and Jess had been in the bar the last evening.

"Yes well..." Dean said rubbing the back of his neck not sure how to explain exactly who Gabriel was. I mean how do you tell people that he was a multimillionaire taking a sabbatical to help out his brother?

"He's my brother and the one Dean-o here has a massive crush on." Gabriel interrupted catching on quickly to what was going through Dean-o's mind and really not wanting everyone who didn't already know, know who he was. He liked the anonymous feel that being with Dean and his friends gave him. Not one of them had any connections in the world he lived, and as such had no idea who he was. It really was refreshing in his mind.

"Gabriel-" Dean started to say with a glare at the man with him. He did not want people knowing…well anything if he was honest, about the mess he had got himself into this time.

"What? It's what Ellen wants to know, right?" Gabriel replied in an innocent voice while simultaneously smirking at him, wow that was actually a rather impressive feet.

"Yes, as well as if he has a crush on your brother, why he is out with you?" Ellen interrupted before Dean managed to put a muzzle on this Gabriel. Though she got the distinct impression that even if he tried, Dean would not succeed. It seemed that Gabriel was nothing if not determined to get what he wanted, and knowing people as she did, she would say that while he may be sweetness and light, laughing and joking as he now was, underneath that façade Gabriel was not someone you messed with, and she also would bet the bar that he was a lot more than he seemed. A lot more.

"Well now, that is a story. And one I think requires a drink to tell."

With that Gabriel sat down on the bar stool and smiled up at Dean who just groaned. Great, once Gabriel had finished here everyone would know just how crazy he was, but he knew there was nothing he could do but go along with it. Hmm, maybe he should have taken Gabriel to somewhere that he didn't know all the bleeding staff.

Ellen laughed at Gabriel, yes she liked him, he was tough, as such she nodded and got to beers for the boys before settling down to be entertained by the tale, and by Deans blushes, which she had to admit were some of the finest she had seen in quite a while.

Castiel decided to walk to the bar he had in mind, it wasn't that close but it also wasn't that far away. What he liked about it was the atmosphere. Even he, a stranger, was welcomed by the owner's warm smile. The woman also seemed to know when her customers didn't want to talk and as such left him alone to his drink, which in his mind was the best attribute of a bar. He liked to remain anonymous when out alone. A habit picked up from years of sneaking of to gays bars alone on leave that he didn't particularly want to give up (not the sneaking but the anonymity). Why would he want to know after all? He liked his simple life which had just him and his planes, and well Gabriel but he was not someone he wanted to think about right now thank you very much.

With that he pushed open the door to the Roadhouse only to be greeted by the sound of raucous laughter from by the bar. Turning to glare at whoever it was who was disturbing the peace of this place he saw the two people he was trying really hard not to think about. Gabriel and Dean. And watching them he felt a stab of pain in his chest area he didn't understand. Because while the two were not touching they were sitting facing each other on the bar stools, their knees only millimetres apart and Gabriel had obviously said… something, because Dean was bright red and yet his eyes never left his brothers. The imagine in front of him made him feel, he wasn't sure, but he thought that for the first time in a long, long time he felt…truly alone. Which made no sense, he was happy on his own, and hell he preferred it that way, so why? He didn't know the answers to these questions and quite frankly right now he didn't care. He just wanted a drink in peace and quiet and he wasn't going to get that here, with them. With that realisation he turned and left, but not before he saw Gabriel lean over and rest his hand on Dean's arm as he said something into his ear that was not for the owners hearing.

Gabriel had been telling the tale of how he and Dean had ended up 'dating' to Ellen when he saw out of the corner of his eye the door open. Who he saw framed there was a surprise to say the least. He had not expected to see his brother this evening. Had Castiel followed them? Or had he just stumbled upon them? Though this bar wasn't that close to his apartment it was within walking distance and knowing Castiel as he did, he wouldn't visit a bar within a stone's throw of his home. That just wasn't him, it wasn't anonymous enough. But either way here was the perfect opportunity to make his jealously plan work. So he rested his hand on Dean's arm and leaned over to whisper in his ear.

"Seems Cassie just couldn't stay away."

"What?" Dean asked automatically turning towards the door to see that it was closing and there was no Castiel in sight. He turned back to Gabriel with a glare at such a childish trick.

"He was here, now he's not." Gabriel said with an unrepentant shrug when he saw that look. He didn't care if Dean believed him, though he did take satisfaction in his reaction to the idea of his brother being here.

"Oh." Dean replied, not sure whether to believe Gabriel or not. I mean the guy could just be winding him up for all he knew, he seemed to like to do that.

"Disappointed? Would you prefer it was my brother sitting here stroking your arm?" Gabriel asked with a smirk as he put actions to words making Dean growl at him and shake of his hand.

"Shut up Gabriel." He replied grumpily and turned to drink his beer, Ellen having gone off to serve the other customers.

"Oh come now Dean-o, you have to show me a good time so that I will go out with you again." Gabriel said cheekily to his 'date'. He didn't know about Dean but he was having a fabulous time.

"Yeah that ain't happening. I may have been crazy once, but not anymore." Dean replied vehemently. There was no way on this earth that Gabriel was going to get him to go on another date with him, no way in hell was that happening, ever and ever and ever.

"We'll see." Was all the other man replied with a chuckle as if he knew something Dean didn't. But before he could question Gabriel on it (or think about whether he truly wanted to question him) Gabriel turned the conversation onto tales of his and Castiel's childhood adventures, making Dean smile at the thought of the Novak brothers as kids getting up to mischief. Or Gabriel getting up to mischief and Castiel somehow getting the blame at any rate. As such they spent a pleasant evening as friends, and by the time it was over Dean had forgotten all about Gabriel's threat to get him on a date again. Which let's be honest as this is Gabriel, was a big mistake.