Dean chanced one last look at Cas but only received a glare in return that read 'get your ass up there and talk to him or so help me'. He had put it off for a few days now and Cas had threatened to withhold sex if he didn't talk to him. Dean knew it was a somewhat empty threat however given how Cas loved sex just as much as Dean. However, Dean knew the conversation needed to happen and it needed to happen before they landed in Washington State.

There was only a week left of their tour which meant they only had 3 shows left; one in Washington, one in Oregon and the last in California. That also meant that they would be back in LA in a week and Dean had still not talked to Sam about meeting with their father after they were back home. When Dean told Cas they had a knack for ignoring the important subjects, he hadn't been lying. He and Sam went back to normal as if nothing had happened. There was the obvious elephant in the room whenever they were alone in the same room together but it was soon pushed out whenever someone else walked in. But Cas had grown sick of Dean telling him every night that Sam hadn't bought it up so he wouldn't either. Cas gave Dean an ultimatum and told him he will either talk to Sam on the plane or there will be no sex until he had.

They were mid-flight now and Dean didn't have as much of an issue now that they were in the air. He didn't like to keep walking around the plane unless he really needed to choosing instead to stay seated firmly buckled in. Dean reluctantly removed his seatbelt and took a huge breath not knowing if it was more for the fact that he was going to get up and walk around on the plane or for the conversation he was about to have.

Once he stood, Dean looked down at Cas who looked up at him with a reassuring smile. Dean leant down and pressed a soft kiss to his lips and smiled when Cas whispered "Good luck".

"Back soon" Dean mumbled back before he turned and made his way over to where Sam was seated.

Crowley had forked out for business class for all their flights which was a comforting surprise. Apparently with all the success the band had, it was best for them to have business class seats. Either way, the band was happy with the decision. More leg room really did make the difference.

Dean made his way down the aisle towards Sam's seat. With the size of his brother, it wasn't hard to find what seat he was in. They usually were quite close on their flights but this particular flight was quite packed and the band found themselves separated. Seeing Jess had decided to fly back to California, Sam lucked out and had to sit by himself near the front. Fortunately for him, he didn't have anyone next to him.

When he finally made it to Sam's row, Dean looked over the back of the seat and saw Sam reading the newspaper. Dean rolled his eyes at his brother's typical behaviour. To ease the tension that was no doubt about to arise, Dean cleared his throat and lead with a joke.

"Is this seat taken?" he said as seriously he could muster.

Sam looked up from his newspaper and rolled his eyes. Sam folded the newspaper closed and Dean took the signal to take a seat.

"I'm guessing," Sam began as Dean seated himself down and buckled the seat belt safely over his waist and pulled it tight "this is going to be about Dad?"

Dean slowly nodded and shifted uncomfortably in his seat. He really didn't know where to start with this. Sam was always so hard headed that it was hard to change his mind once he had made it up. He hoped that Sam would at least hear the man out before he shut him out of his life forever, if not for himself then for Dean. Ever since they had taken up residence at Bobby's, all Dean had ever wanted was for his family to be back together again with a sober father this time.

Sam sighed and let out a deep breath while he brushed his hair out of his eyes. The man really needed a haircut. "Look Dean, I know you want this whole happy family thing to happen but it's not going to. I can't forgive him for what he did to us"

Dean swallowed the lump of anxiety in his throat before he finally just let it out "I'm not asking you to, Sammy. All I was going to tell you was that I've been talking this through with Cas and I think it would be best if we actually heard his side of the story. Both of us. I know what he did was wrong but he deserves a chance to explain himself and to prove he's changed. I know you don't feel the same about family as I do but please," he begged "Please just hear him out. For me, please Sammy."

Sam seemed to be thinking it over for a while before he finally let up his bitch face and let out a deep sigh. "Fine, but please stop calling me Sammy. It's Sam for the love of all that is holy"

Dean grinned at the accomplishment. It had been so much easier than he expected. He thought he'd have to beg for a few days at least but for some reason, Sam gave up on it easily. He thinks that Jess must have had words with him and told him what he should do. He would have to send her a message when they landed in thanks. Without any further hesitation, he leant over and hugged his brother as best he could within the constriction of the safety belt. He pulled back from the hug ruffled his brother's long hair and smiled.

"Not a chance, Sammy" he laughed. He dodged the punch Sam went to make to his arm.

They fell into easy conversation about this, that and the other quite easily. The tension had left and they were just talking like they always do. They discussed a few ideas they both had for songs for their next album. The band had agreed that they would take a month off once they got back and just have time to themselves only meeting up once a week for practice and discussion about what they would do for their next album. After that month was over, they would pick up on practice and make their way back into the studio to record another album.

Dean gave his brother one last hug as their conversation ended.

"Thanks for understanding Sammy" Dean spoke into Sam's shoulder.

"Stop with the Sammy!" Sam yelled as Dean unbuckled his belt and stood from the seat. He laughed the whole way back to his seat. When he was finally back to his row, he still had a grin plastered on his face that only got wider as he saw Cas.

Apparently, Cas was tired because Dean was sure he had only been gone a matter of thirty minutes at the most but once he got back, Cas was fast asleep with his head lolled to the side towards Dean's seat. There was even a small bit of drool that dripped down his chin. The man was adorable when he slept. As he didn't want to stay standing for too much longer, Dean quickly but efficiently seated himself down without waking Cas. Dean smirked in success as Cas' head moved to rest on Dean's shoulder. Dean didn't mind the drool as long as Cas was comfortable, he was fine with a bit of slobber on his shirt.

Dean pulled out the car magazine he had been reading earlier from the back of the seat in front of him and flicked through it lazily. It wasn't very long after that Cas roused from his nap.

"Afternoon sleepy" Dean greeted with a smile.

Cas rubbed his eyes sleepily and smiled back. Dean looked in awe at how cute he looked with his hair all mussed and eyes droopy from sleep.

"How long was I out?" Cas asked as he looked down at his watch.

"Well," Dean began as he looked down at the patch of drool "Looking at my shirt, a good twenty minutes. We'll probably be landing soon"

Cas looked in horror at the blemish before he apologised profusely. Cas wiped at his face to get rid of the excess drool.

"Dude, it's fine. I don't care." Dean reassured he didn't know why Cas kept apologising it wasn't like it mattered. Cas finally stopped apologising enough to remember that Dean had talked to Sam.

"How did it go with your brother?" He asked and Dean proceeded to tell him everything that happened. How it had been a lot easier than he had expected for him to get Sam to agree. Cas had smiled the whole time Dean spoke and listened intently. It was something that Dean loved about Cas. How the man would hang onto every word Dean said even if he had heard it all before.

"I'm glad you sorted things out" Cas said once Dean had finished.

"Yeah me too, Cas" Dean smiled as he leant his head over onto Cas' shoulder where he promised that he wouldn't drool on Cas' shirt which earned a scowl from the other man.

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Castiel was pretty excited for the final week of the tour. He had loved every minute but he was eager to get home back to LA and work in his store again. They had left South Dakota on somewhat bittersweet terms. They were quite sad to be leaving behind their family and friends but it was another step closer to getting back to their home. Castiel knew Dean was quite eager to get back to his baby and Castiel was quite the same to get home so they could find themselves a cat. He still couldn't quite believe Dean had agreed but he was excited all the same.

The only thing Castiel regretted was not being able to see his brother while they were in South Dakota. Gabriel had been out of the country on business and wouldn't be back till after the tour had finished which meant he wouldn't see the band play on their first tour. Castiel figured it may have been somewhat of a lucky escape for Dean because he wouldn't have been greeted with just a slap to the face like he had with Ellen. He knew Dean would be able to handle himself against Gabriel but he still didn't want there to be any bad blood between them. Gabriel would have had time to cool down while he was away and hopefully would have gotten over the whole protective big brother attitude while he was gone.

Seattle was the next stop on the tour and Castiel was quite excited to see the city. They wouldn't have any time to explore but he hoped that they would at least get to see some of the sights even if it was just in passing. He was excited for the show as always but he was beginning to get sick of the constant travelling and the hotel beds. He really just wanted to curl up in their memory foam mattress with Dean by his side in their apartment.

Dean had finally, finally let himself go and talk to his brother. Castiel had grown sick of the constant tense atmosphere that was always there between the two of them that was always broken by someone else walking in. He was sick to death of having to nag Dean to talk to him and now, he had finally got the courage to talk to him.

Castiel didn't realise how fatigued he was until Dean had left. Slowly sleep overcame him and he fell into a light nap while he listened to the gentle roar of the engines. He was glad they were in business class as the extra leg room meant his long legs didn't get too cramped on the flights. When he woke up again, he had drooled all over Dean's shoulder and had completely forgotten for those few moments that Dean was going to talk to his brother.

When Dean had told him how the conversation had gone, Castiel was quite relieved and delighted for Dean. Although Sam had made it clear he wasn't in any way going to forgive John, the fact that he was going to actually hear the man out was enough. Castiel was glad Dean had a chance to rekindle his family that he had so desperately wanted for so long.

The landing went a lot smoother than Castiel had expected, for once he didn't need to comfort Dean like he normally did but his hand did still feel like the all bones had been crushed when Dean finally released it. Castiel didn't complain though. It was a small thing he could do for Dean and if he was honest, it was pretty adorable how scared he got.

Seattle was wet when they arrived. Apparently it had rained for five days straight and didn't seem to be easing up any time soon. They drove to the hotel in silence everyone tired from the past couple of weeks of non-stop travelling. They hadn't spent more than 48 hours in one place since New York and it had started to take its toll on them all.

As the arrived at the hotel, the all vacated the van sluggishly taking their baggage with them. They had decided that after they put their bags to their rooms they would head to the hotel restaurant together and enjoy a meal before an early night. They would play their concert tomorrow night and then head to the airport straight after. The schedule was gruelling but the finish line was in sight.

"So what are all your plans for the month off?" Jo asked when they sat down for dinner. They had managed to find themselves a round table big enough to fit them all on. Castiel sat between Sam and Dean with Ash to Dean's left and Jo between Sam and Ash. It was a comfortable atmosphere and Castiel felt he had become so much closer with the four people in front of him than he ever thought he would have in these past few weeks.

"Well," Dean started first "I'm definitely taking baby out for a drive as soon as we get back. She needs some love after three months of not being used" Everyone at the table rolled their eyes. Dean had been non-stop talking about his Impala for the past two weeks and everyone was over it.

"Yeah, yeah we know, Dean" Jo groaned

"We're going to buy a cat" Castiel added excitedly

"Aw that's so cute" Ash cooed "You got Dean-o to settle down" he continued to tease and pinched Dean's cheeks.

Dean blushed and pushed Ash's hands away from his face "Get off me" Dean growled "It's a cat not a damn baby"

They all chuckled at Dean's expense but when the man pouted towards Castiel he couldn't help but lean over and remove it with a loving kiss. Castiel was surprised that Dean bought up the subject of babies and couldn't help but let his mind wander to what it might be like to have a child with Dean. Would they adopt or would they have a surrogate so that their child could have the bright green eyes Dean had or the dusting of freckles across their skin. They had never discussed the subject and Castiel didn't know what Dean thought of the idea but Castiel knew one thing was certain that he definitely wanted to have kids with Dean. He may not want them right away seeing Dean's career was on the rise, but he would want them eventually. The topic seared in the back of his mind for the rest of the evening as he made his way through his meal.

"Hey Dean?" Castiel said later that evening when they were back in their room. Dean was already under the covers shirtless and Castiel quickly stripped off and joined him.

"Yeah Sweetheart?" Dean asked once Castiel was settled against his side. Castiel pressed his hand to Dean's stomach and rested his head on his shoulder while Dean wrapped his arm around Castiel's shoulder.

"Do you want kids?" Castiel asked hesitantly. He kept his head low not looking at Dean's face for a reaction because if it was negative, Castiel didn't think he'd be able to handle it.

After a moment silence that was too long for Castiel's liking, Dean replied "I haven't really thought about it" Castiel let out a small breath of relief that Dean hadn't outright rejected the idea "Do you?" Dean asked.

This time, Castiel wanted to see Dean's reaction. He turned himself so he could look Dean in the eye as he spoke "I do. I want a family one day and I know I want a family with you. Of course, not right now as your career is only just taking off and our relationship is still kind of new but yes, one day I do want a family"

Dean smiled back at Castiel with a grin that showed his perfect white teeth "I think I like that idea of having kids with you"

"Really?" Castiel asked in disbelief

"Hell yes. Imagine a little you running around with huge blue eyes and black hair. They'd be the cutest baby ever."

Castiel smiled and settled back against Dean's side as Dean went off in his own little world of describing what their child would be like with Castiel and Dean for their dads. He really did like the idea of what Dean described but they both knew it wouldn't be for a while yet.

"What bought this up?" Dean asked once he had finished describing their perfect home.

Castiel shrugged "Just what you said at dinner when I said about getting a cat" Dean didn't seem convinced he obviously thought that Castiel had been thinking about it for a while but he could honestly say that before that comment the idea of having a family with Dean had never crossed his mind. He had known he wanted to spend forever with Dean but he had never thought about having kids. If Dean had any doubts however, he didn't voice them. They let the subject drop and decided instead that now was a better time than ever for a heavy make out session.

Before it got too heated however, they parted and made sure they were comfortable. Castiel curled up with Dean pressed against his back with his arm draped over Castiel's waist their hands joined and fingers entwined. Castiel smiled as Dean's warmth enclosed around him as his thoughts drifted to what Dean had described earlier. One day, he knew he really wanted a family with Dean.