Hello again my darlings. Now what can I say about this chapter? I'm mean and horrible, please don't hate me?

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The evening all started out innocent enough, Dean and Cas entered The Roadhouse and sat at one of the booths before ordering drinks. It was the order that was Dean's downfall. He decided that they should have whiskey chasers with their beer, it would get Cas nice and drunk, get him to loosen up a bit. What Dean hadn't factored into this plan was that Cas was ex-air force, and as such could drink for his country if needs be. Two hours into this drinking session, after Dean and Cas had had many an interesting conversation about… nothing, music, brothers, work and more nothing, Dean was starting to realise his mistake. He was really rather drunk and yet Cas still seemed fine. Damn that wasn't the plan.

Castiel on the other hand was having a great time talking with Dean and drinking, he found it rather entertaining that Dean was getting so drunk, though he wasn't so amused when they had been talking about Gabriel, he was sure Deans voice went softer when he said his brother's name. But apart from that, it seemed to be going well. He would succeed in his challenge to get Dean to like him.

Another hour later and Castiel decided that Dean should probably leave now, he was rather inebriated, and if truth be told Castiel wasn't exactly sober. So grabbing the other man's hand he pulled him up and led him outside, not letting go.

Dean of course was happy to follow Cas anywhere, so didn't complain when they left. In fact it would work really well with his plan. With that in mind he grabbed Cas' hand and pulled him back with him into the alley that ran next to The Roadhouse. Once there he pulled again so Cas was in his arms, he then lowered his head and gently kissed the other man's lips. He didn't want to force Cas if the guy wasn't interested, Dean just really hoped he was.

And oh was Castiel ever interested. His whole body sang when he felt Dean's lips on his. But when the kiss remained light and gentle he growled. He wanted more. With that thought he turned Dean so he was now pressed against the wall of the bar and threading one hand through Deans hair and the other grabbing his ass, he kissed him with all the pent up passion he had been unaware he had.

And Dean let him. Oh man it was heaven, Dean just did his best to keep up with the other man, one hand pressed against Cas' solid chest and the other cupping his head. It was perfection in Dean Winchesters mind, and so much more than fantasy ever could be.

Finally Castiel pulled back from the kiss to catch his breath, though he didn't remove his hands.

"Come back here Cas." Dean whined grabbing his shirt and trying to pull the man back to him. He never wanted to stop kissing Castiel.

At that Castiel smirked, he liked hearing Dean beg, but, "No, we can't do this. You are drunk." He said instead.

"Doesn't mean I don't want you. Hell I've wanted you since the moment I set eyes on you." Dean answered still in the begging tone, but now with a hint of the sensual.

This made Castiel stop and frown, because that wasn't true? Was it?

"And what about my brother?" he asked Dean taking care to make sure his voice sounded light as if the answer was of no consequence to him.

"Gabe and me? That was all a fake, I mean come on Gabe is as straight as an arrow, plus he's got like a really hot girlfriend." Dean replied in the same casual tone, not realising what he had just said until Castiel stepped away from him with narrowed eyes.

"What do you mean?" Castiel asked in an even but low tone which, had Dean been soberer, would have had him on high alert, but he wasn't, what he was, was heartily sick of all the lies. Or at least some of them.

"Gabe's girlfriend is hot. I've seen the pictures, I mean who hasn't right?" Dean replied with a shrug.

"What are you talking about Dean?" Castiel asked again in the same tone as before.

"Google your brother, then you'll know everything. But later, now come here and kiss me." Dean replied trying to pull Castiel to him once more only to have the other man take another step back so he couldn't reach him without moving away from the wall.

"Why were you pretending to date Gabriel?" Castiel asked next. It seemed drunk Dean was far more honest than the sober version of the man. As such Castiel was going to get everything he could from the man.

"Cos he wanted to get us together and thought we should make you jealous or some shit like that. I don't really know." Dean replied then watched as Castiel turned away from him. "Hey were you going?" He asked in a desperate tone. Cas couldn't leave him, they had just got together god damn it.

"To talk to Gabriel. I would advise you drink some water before bed." Castiel replied over his shoulder as he continued to walk away.

"Don't leave, I really like you." Dean begged, this could not be happening.

"You have a funny way of showing it Dean Winchester, what with lying to me and tricking me. Goodbye." Castiel replied turning to look at him with such a look of disgust on his face that Dean couldn't think of anything else to say.

And once Cas had left the alley Dean slammed his head back against the wall.

"Son of a bitch." He growled out to the empty air. Now what the hell was he supposed to do?

Castiel reached the end of the road in his righteous fury until he realised one startling fact. He had no idea where his brother lived. How in the hell could he not know where Gabriel lived? With a shake of his head he changed his direction and started walking to the airfield and their office. If there was one thing he did know it was that legally they had to keep copies of all employee's personal details, including home addresses. As such he could get Gabriel's from the office and then go and see what the hell this was all about, and get his brother to explain just what it was that Dean was implying.