"Dean, would you quit your pacing. You're making me want to hit you" Sam somewhat yelled at Dean who was currently unable to stay still for longer than two seconds. He had drunk at least 3 cups of coffee in the short twenty minutes they had been waiting so far for Cas' flight to land. "People are starting to look at us weird, man"

"Let 'em look" Ash interjected "We aint doin' nothin' wrong" he added

"I think it's sweet how worried little wittle Deany is" Jo condescended

Dean stopped and stared at her in objection before resuming his pacing. He was worried there was no denying that but he had every right to be. He didn't trust a massive metal tube flying in the air. If humans were meant to fly they would have the natural ability to fly. However, humans don't have that ability and therefore should keep their feet firmly planted on the ground where they belong.

He was also worried about what kind of reaction he would be greeted with. Sure, they had somewhat sorted things out but they still needed to talk things through. Would Cas let him touch and kiss or would he deny Dean? Because if he did deny him, he didn't think he would be able to take it. He hadn't been able to touch him in two months and that in itself is too long let alone the circumstances of which had forced him away.

He's shaken out of his worry when he glances at the flight arrival screen and sees that Cas' flight has landed safely and is currently disembarking. Dean bounces on his heels as he glances at the arrival gate. He knows Cas won't have packed much and would just have a carry on meaning he would be out of the gate as soon as they're allowed off the plane.

Dean takes a few hesitant steps towards the gate glancing over the heads of the people gathered to try and spot the familiar mop of black hair. He glances at every head of black hair he sees not seeing the unruly hair that he desperately wants to see and it causes another wave of worry to surge through him. What if Cas changed his mind and never boarded the plane and just told Dean he had to get back at him for what he'd done to their relationship? Surely Cas wouldn't be that cruel?

Finally, after what feels far too long, he spots a head of hair that's in complete disarray that could only belong to one person. When he glances down at the face he's wanted to lay eyes on ever since it walked out his door, he sees the worry that he feels reflected back and he realises that Cas is feeling exactly the same as he is. As soon as they lock eyes, Dean is rushing forward without hesitation; seeing Cas' eyes light up with relief and joy as he in turn rushes towards Dean. When they meet in the middle it's nothing but messy and wet open mouth kisses. Desperate and longing mixing into love and apology as they invade one another's mouth after so long apart.

When the burning in Dean's lungs forces him to pull back and suck in the air he so desperately needs, he sees nothing but the light in Cas' eyes that he so dearly missed return as they rake their eyes over each other's features. They don't notice the stares of the other people around them all that matters is the fact that they're in one another's arms with Dean's hands rested on Cas' hips rubbing circles into the bare skin under the blue dress shirt that brings out his eyes. He wonders if Cas still has that trench coat or if he'd thrown it out because of the memory it brought him.

"I'm so sorry, Cas" Dean whispers before leaning in to pull him into a tight embrace nuzzling into Cas' neck and breathing in the smell that is so undeniably Cas.

"I'm sorry too, Dean" Cas murmurs before pulling Dean in tighter and Dean wonders if Cas it doing the same to him as what he is currently doing. The need to inhale each other's scent and remember what they used to have.

The clearing of a throat snaps them out of their own little world and back into reality. Dean realises they're still standing in the middle of the arrival gate with Cas' shoulder bag on the floor nearby where it fell unceremoniously when they embraced. Dean looks around not taking his hands off of Cas as he looks to who interrupted them. Of course, it was none other than Sam.

"Not that this isn't relieving or anything, but can we get to the hotel now, it's late and I'm tired as shit and we need to be up early tomorrow for sound check"

"One minute, Samsquatch" Dean teases over his shoulder before kissing Cas deeply again. He pulls back dragging Cas' bottom lip with him before sliding his hand down to give Cas' ass a slap earning a small yelp in surprise. "Let's go, Sweetheart. We got a lot to talk about"

Cas bites his bottom lip in worry but nods his head anyway before bending down and picking up his bag and slinging it over his shoulder. Dean hangs out his hand hoping Cas will take it. When he does, Dean beams at him and it is mirrored back at him all gummy and cute.

"If you two are done, can we please leave" Sam complains

"Oh come on," Ash replies "Let's not get in the way of their love because I've sure had enough of Dean's mopin'"

Dean cleared his throat awkwardly not wanting this topic to carry on any further "Alright, alright, let's get out of here. We got a big day tomorrow and Cas and I still have to talk things though."

"Yeah, talk" Jo mumbled under her breath sarcastically. It was just loud enough that Dean still heard what she said but he didn't call her up on it. There was no point in trying to defend himself. Dean was not going to do anything with Cas until they talked this through and everything was laid bare. He didn't want to ruin things again. They had both been hurt enough by lack of communication and there was no way Dean was going to let that happen again.

They crammed themselves into the minivan with one of their crew, Tiny, driving. His name was a bit ironic given the sheer size of the man. He made the minivan look like a sedan when he sat behind the wheel. He acted as their bodyguard when they were getting to and from venues too. With the band's ever growing popularity, the need for trained bodyguards was getting to be a necessity. They didn't bring many crew with them most were just the venue crew that they would hire for the couple of days they were there but some were necessary such as someone to get them out of their hotel and to the venue. They also had their own lighting and sound technicians that toured with them so they didn't have to repeat the same instructions every time. It saved time and money and the guys they had were great so it worked out well.

Jo and Ash were in the front most seat behind the driver with Sam in the front next to the driver while Cas and Dean were as far away as they could get sitting in the back seat so they could just spend time close to each other.

They were content to just lean on each other and feel each other's warmth that they had missed so dearly. Dean had wrapped his arm around Cas' waist and pulling him close while Cas snuggled into Dean's side one hand lazily resting on Dean's chest while the other was wrapped around his back. It took everything within Dean to not just abandon the idea of talking things through but he knew better than that. If they didn't talk it through now it was going to come back and bite them in the ass later. And Dean didn't think they could go through that again. It hurt enough the first time losing Cas and now that he had him back, he was not going to lose him again.

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Castiel was content. He was exactly where he wanted to be. He had been worried as soon as he landed as to what reaction he would receive from Dean but when he had all but run forward towards him the worry slipped away only to be filled with excitement and relief. Now that they were on their way to the hotel, there was another wave of anxiety washing over him. Dean either consciously or sub-consciously knew because he pulled him into his side a little more and started soothing circles with his thumb into Castiel's hip. With that small gesture, Castiel knew they were going to be okay. They were going to be fine.

Before Castiel knew it, they were at the hotel and checking into their suite. Apparently they were given nothing but the best while they were on tour. Crowley had really looked after them judging by the class of the hotel. Castiel stayed near Dean's side the entire time fingers looped together.

When they were finally checked in and given their swipe cards, they made their way to the elevator. They hadn't spoken since the airport with anticipation of the conversation that was to come; there wasn't anything that needed to be said until they had the dreaded conversation to get rid of the black cloud that was looming over their relationship.

They finally arrived at their suite with Sam unlocking the door first and immediately dashing to one of the rooms and closing the door behind him. He was either really tired or he just wanted to get some alone time to call Jess. Castiel thinks it's more than likely the latter. Castiel took a moment to take in the size of the living area they were standing in. It seemed to be larger than the entire size of Gabriel's apartment and the huge windows to the far side had an amazing view into the nightlife of New York City.

Ash and Jo hung around a bit telling Castiel how great it is to have him back with Dean again. They once again commented on how Dean had been so depressing without Castiel around and he couldn't help but smile a little at Dean's consequential blush at the comment. He wasn't glad per say that Dean had been moping but it was a bit of a relief that Dean had been as miserable as Castiel had been.

When Ash finally said something about leaving the love birds to sort out their issues, Jo finally took the cue to leave to their own room. "Just don't have loud vigorous sex or night please. I know these rooms are somewhat soundproof to the other rooms but they're not so much internally soundproof." She commented over her shoulder as they closed the door to their own room behind them.

Blushing, Castiel followed Dean as they snuck through into the master bedroom – which apparently Dean had first dips on, being the oldest – closing the door behind them. Once they had placed their bags at the foot of the bed, Dean finally broke the silence.

"Cas," he began taking Castiel's hands and seating him on the bed while he stood in front of him with his hands together in front of his mouth as if struggling to find the words to speak. Castiel was about to speak when Dean continued "I know I screwed up. I know I hurt you and I have been regretting what I said every minute of every day since I said it and I know nothing I can say can possibly make you just forget it was ever said but you have to know how fucking sorry I am. I never thought for a second that you were cheating on me and I have no idea why I fucking said that and the fact that I insulted your store makes my gut hurt." As he spoke he looked Castiel dead in the eye and Castiel knew how sorry he was just from the sorrow and regret that was shining from his green eyes.

"That store, is yours. It's your baby and I just stood on it as if it meant nothing and I can't believe I actually thought I was better than you at that moment because I know how long you had worked to make that store perfect. How you value your customers so much that your remember their names and try and find books that would be perfect for them even if it means an extra night trying to track it down. I can never tell you how sorry I am that I actually spoke those words and left you with the only option of leaving. God," he paused running his hands through his hair before licking his lips and speaking again "I'm such a fucking idiot for letting you walk out the door in the first place. I wish I could go back and pull you back in and talk this through so we didn't have to through these past few months without each other because I fucking love you so fucking much and I just, I just can't live without you Cas. I need you. I need you here with me. You're my inspiration, my rock and without you, I'm nothing Cas."

Castiel's eyes were wet and tears were streaming down his face at Dean's words. He knew he was acting like a wuss but Dean was telling him everything he had wanted to hear. Everything he had dreamed of Dean telling him for the past two months and now that it was being said, he didn't know what to reply. Instead, Castiel stood up cupping Dean's face and kissing him hoping he could show what he wanted with his mouth.

When he stepped back again, he had somewhat of an idea what he was going to say. "Thank you, Dean." He let out a shaky breath before continuing. He lifted his head and kept eye contact just as Dean had done to him. "I can't put into words how much you hurt me with those words and to hear you now apologising for it all is just so relieving. I never wanted to be without you Dean, never wanted you to leave. I never wanted to leave but with what you said, it hurt Dean. It hurt so much. And I just, I needed to get away. It felt like my world was crashing down because you are my rock too, Dean. You were there when I was at my lowest and you helped me through it and then, well you drove me away."

Dean visibly winced at Castiel's words so Castiel was quick to continue. "But it's over now Dean. We can move on. I'm not saying that I've completely forgiven you for what you've said. But I don't want to be without you Dean and I can see the regret in your eyes. I know you're sorry. I know that you want to fix this and I'm willing to be here while we do fix this. Because it's something we need to do together."

Dean was crying now; the one perfect tear dripping down his face before he wiped it away. He nodded as Castiel spoke and once he was done. He pulled Castiel towards him and wrapped him in a hug holding him tight to his chest. Castiel felt safe. He felt at home once again and he once again felt as if everything was finally going to be normal again. They weren't there yet but they were finally on the way to getting there.

"Cas," Dean croaked out after a few moments of just embracing each other "Cas, just promise me, from now on that you talk to me. I'm always here for you. I'm not a mind reader Cas, I like to think I know what's going on with you but I don't always do. So please, if something is wrong, if something is bothering you, talk to me. Please because I can't go through this again. I just need you to talk to me anytime, anywhere, I'll be there. Okay, Sweetheart?"

Castiel could only nodded into Dean's shirt as he sobbed feeling the dampness as he rubbed his face into Dean's chest.

"I need to hear you say it, Sweetheart. Promise me, Cas. Promise me you'll just talk to me"

Castiel pushed himself off Dean's chest so he could look him in the eyes. "I promise Dean. But you promise me too. You promise me that you talk to me. You tell me stuff I need to hear. You know how insecure I am. So I need you to tell me things."

Dean cradled Castiel's head back into his chest and Castiel gripped Dean just a little bit tighter round his waist. "Of course Cas, of course I promise. I've ruined this once I'm not going to do it again. I promise."

After what seemed like hours of just standing in each other's arms, they broke apart.

"Come on, it's been a long day and we've got a big day tomorrow. Let's get some sleep" Dean spoke

Castiel just nodded in reply before moving to pick up his bag. He rummaged through before he found what he was looking for and pulled it out handing it to Dean.

"What's this?" Dean asked with confusion looking down at the fabric in his hands. He carefully unfolded it to reveal the Led Zeppelin shirt that Castiel had taken when he had packed up his gear at the apartment. "Is this my shirt?"

Castiel nodded again before speaking "I took it. It smelled like you and I used to sleep with it because I couldn't sleep without the smell of you with me. But after a while it faded and I couldn't smell you anymore. Can you wear it again so it smells like you? I've grown rather fond of it"

Dean smirked at Castiel before stripping off his multiple layers of shirts that he always wears before slipping the tee over his head. Castiel smiled at him before moving forward and hugging him again.

"You're so weird, Cas" he spoke.

Castiel snorted before nodding again "Yeah but you love it"

"Fuck yeah I do. I love you so much Cas"

"I love you too, Dean"

They soon stripped down and into their pyjamas before snuggling under the thick duvet of the queen sized bed. They didn't actually need such a huge bed with the proximity they were to one another. Their limbs entwined and noses pressed together. They shared slow lazy kisses until the fatigue of the emotional day had become too much to keep it up any longer. Castiel's eyes slowly closed under the exhaustion as he snuggled into Dean's chest while Dean's arms tightened around him.

"G'night Cas" Dean whispered into Castiel's hair pressing another kiss to the top of his head.

"Goodnight Dean" Castiel whispered through a yawn before submitting to exhaustion and finally getting the best night sleep he'd had in two months.

A/N First off thanks so much for all the reviews for the last chapter. I'm so glad you guys are enjoying it :) Hope this chapter is okay and I know it all seems very final but there's definitely more planned for these guys :P