Dean wanted this final show to be the best one yet and Sam and Ash agreed. They wanted to go out with a bang and therefore had constantly tweeted the fans and asked what they wanted to see and what songs they wanted to hear. They took everything the fans had said and sorted out the best ideas and the most requested songs and wrote it all down to look over. Once they were happy, they sorted out a set list and a plan for the show. In theory it was going to be their best one yet.

At dinner, everyone vibrated with excitement. Conversation was light as everyone wolfed down their food desperate to get to the show. It wasn't just the show that had them motivated however. They were ecstatic to be finally going home especially Dean. He and Cas had left the apartment on bad terms and Dean knew he wanted to rectify that more than likely as soon as they entered but they had to get through the show first.

Dean picked up his beer and took a large swallow and saw Cas side-glance him out of the corner of his eye. As he placed that bottle back on the table, he slid his free hand over to Cas' leg and rubbed his thigh affectionately. Cas smiled over at Dean and moved his own hand down and entwined their fingers together.

Lately, they had hardly been able to keep their hands off each other. They were never apart for longer than a few hours and when they were apart there was usually a constant flow of messages back and forth. Dean really didn't know what it was but suddenly he just really didn't want to be away from Cas. He thinks that it might have something to do with the fact they were apart for two months and the time has just finally caught up with him but he's not totally convinced. He thinks it might be more about the fact he wants to propose and he wants to keep Cas close so he doesn't leave again.

He was weary of suffocating Cas. He doesn't want to be the clingy, over-protective boyfriend who doesn't let their partner do what they want without clearing it with him first. The messages they share are generally more about what kind of cat they want to get and the name they want to give it. They argue more often than not about names but eventually they decided that they would know the name once they found the cat. Surprisingly however, it's usually Cas who sends the first message and when they are together, it's Cas who initiates contact. Cas would slide his hand into Dean's or into Dean's back pocket as they walked. Sometimes he'd just place a kiss onto Dean's check and then not move away from the contact.

It was weird but it wasn't a bad weird.

"Can you guys stop with the eye fucking for one night, seriously?" Sam hissed across the table "We've been putting up with this constant groping and lubby dubby crap for almost a week now. We get it. You're in love just stop with the shit" he ended with a huff and a general wave in their direction.

Dean turned his head away from Cas with a frown in Sam's direction "Oh please, Sammy. You have no reason to talk. You've been the same with Jess every time she joins us on tour. You're just jealous because Cas is here fulltime" Dean smirked over at Sam and earned a scowl in reply and a giggle from Jess.

"Are you kidding?" Jo chimed in "Sam and Jess are held back compared to you two. At least they save their groping for closed doors where as you two don't give two hoots who's around"

Dean glanced over at Cas who had blushed and looked down at his lap. Dean could see the tips of his ears burned red.

Okay so maybe they hadn't exactly been discreet with their latest affections but did it really matter? It's not like they were doing anything sexual in public they still saved that for closed doors. Well, most of the time anyway. There was that time when they were on the pier in Portland but they were alone then and no one but them knew.

"Seriously," Jo continued which brought Dean back to the conversation and out of his current memory of the pier. It was probably for the best he started listening or they would just get even more annoyed because Dean wouldn't be able to hold back "It's sickening how much you guys touch each other. I thought it was just the whole getting back together thing but lately you guys have been inseparable. Have we missed something? Did something happen and you haven't told us?"

Dean quickly realised where Jo was headed with her questions and interrupted her before she started to ask her next question "Of course not. We're just happy to be around each other is all" Dean looked over to Cas who finally looked up from his lap and over at Dean. He had a shy smile on his face and looked at Dean with loving eyes. Dean loved how innocent Cas looked when they were together in public. He gave off the whole shy image but once they were alone, Cas was insatiable. Dean returned his attention back to the table "Alright, alright duly noted. We'll tone it down but it's not like you're going to have to be round us all the time anyway. We're finally going to be home tomorrow" The comment earned a few relieved smiles from everyone around the table and Cas gave Dean's hand a reassuring squeeze.

It wasn't long before they needed to leave to head to the venue so they quickly finished their drinks and made their way back up to their rooms to clear out. As soon as the show was over and they had interacted with the fans, they were going to the airport to make the final flight back to LA. The tiniest amount of dread slipped into the back of Dean's mind at the thought. Going back to LA would mean facing reality. He and Sam could no longer ignore the subject of their father and were going to sooner or later interact with him and Dean wanted it to be the former. He wanted to speak to his father and he wanted to have a relationship with him. He already knew that whatever his father said when they met wouldn't change his mind. He had longed for his father for so long and now it was a reality. He just hoped beyond all that Sam would come around and they could attempt to repair the broken pieces of their relationship.

As Dean packed the final article of clothing into his duffle, he felt Cas' arms wrap around his waist and the tickle of his breath along his nape. Dean zipped his duffle up before he turned in the embrace to look at his lover. He was greeted by a tender kiss to his lips.

"Mmm" Cas hummed across Dean's lips "I'm going to miss this"

"Miss what?" Dean asked as he pulled back slightly so he could look into Cas' eyes. He was confused. What was Cas going to miss? Moments like this or the tour?

"This" Cas gestured with his head between them "When we get back to LA it's going to be all work and don't try to deny it because you know it's true. You're going to be working on songs non-stop and I'm going to be at the store. Which actually brings me to my next point"

Dean wanted to deny what Cas said but he did know it was true. He knew one thing for sure though he wasn't going to let it get back to how things were before. He pulled Cas closer again as he ignored the later part of his small speech to address the issue at hand "I'm not going to do what I did last time Cas. I'll make time for you. I've realised my mistake. You know that" He sealed it with a kiss which Cas eagerly returned. When the kiss ended, Dean remembered Cas was going to tell him something "What was your other bit of information you wanted to tell me?"

Cas paused for a moment as if he'd forgotten what he was talking about and Dean couldn't help but smirk and that fact that he had done that. Made Cas lose his train of thought with just a kiss. But Cas soon found what he was going to say and told Dean.

"I want to open another store" Cas confessed. Dean was somewhat taken back by the confession. He knew Cas' store was doing well even with Balthazar looking after it but he didn't realise it was doing that well.

"Really?" Dean asked and by the hurt that came across Cas' face and the way the grip on his hips slacked, Cas had taken Dean's comment as an unsupportive remark where Dean meant the polar opposite. "No, no Sweetheart don't look at me like that. That's not what I meant" Dean quickly explained "I'm so happy you want to open a store I just didn't realise the store was doing so well. You never really tell me about how well it's doing" The hurt expression quickly faded and Dean let out a small breath of relief he really didn't need to deal with an angry and upset Cas just hours before their final show.

"Oh" Cas said as he realised his mistake "Yeah, it's doing well and I think I could open another one I'm just not sure where yet but I'm going to sort that out when we get back to LA with Balthazar"

The mention of Balthazar still made Dean tense. He knew that Cas and him were just friends but Dean couldn't help but feel the small pang of jealousy creep in. Balthazar had been the one Cas had gone to when he was upset and not Dean. It hurt that Cas couldn't talk to him but that was in the past and they were okay now.

"Sounds good" Dean said as he ignored the jealousy. He had nothing to be jealous of. Cas was his not Balthazar's and the sooner he acknowledged that the happier he'd be. "Come on," Dean slapped Cas' rear as he spoke "We got to get moving or we're going to be late and they're going to assume we're having sex again"

"We could be" Cas said with a sly smirk

Dean groaned. This man was going to kill him but instead he pushed Cas away "No, Novak. We are going to do this show and then we are going to go home where we can have as much sex as we like because I have an entire month off. Now get" Dean quickly turned Cas around patted his butt again and pushed him towards the door.

He heard Cas grumble something about being a tease which made Dean chuckle. They made their way out of the room with Dean carrying both their bags to meet the others in the lobby. The nerves bubbled in Dean. He couldn't wait.

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Castiel was going to miss this. He was going to miss seeing Dean on stage performing and singing for their fans. The passion and fire that coursed through Dean's veins as he performed had Castiel awed and extremely aroused which always transferred to the bedroom after the show. Lately, the sex was always amazing after a gig and Castiel was definitely going to miss that part of it. After a show, if they were headed back to the hotel, they would be all over each other and when they reached their room, Castiel would get pounded into the mattress. It was rough, hard and exhilarating just like Dean's performance on stage. If they were headed to the airport, they usually had a heated make-out session in the back seat of the van before they pried away from each other and tried to calm themselves for the flight. If Dean was lucky, Castiel would help him out in the bathroom stalls.

It was mystery to Castiel where the constant need to be with Dean had come from. Ever since they left South Dakota, Castiel had found he was unable to keep himself off Dean. He constantly wanted to be close to him with some part of their body touching and when they were apart, Castiel would send messages about random things that he had thought of for when they're back in LA. He thinks it might have something to do with the fact that they're finally going to go home and resume their life together with new and improved circumstances. Dean had changed there was no denying that, he just hoped that when they were back at their apartment, Dean wouldn't relapse back into his shell and ignore Castiel. He had to admit that thought had him weary.

That thought was part of the reason why he had wrapped his hands around Dean's waist and told him he was going to miss this. Because he was but then Dean had promised him they wouldn't go back to how it was before and Castiel believes him. He saw it in Dean's eyes when he spoke. Dean was genuine and it made Castiel forget his doubts and believe that this time will be different.

Thoughts had ran around Castiel's mind for a while now about opening a new store and he was in talks with Balthazar all the time talking financials and whether or not it would be a smart idea to go through with his plan. When Dean had just looked at him like he was making a huge mistake when he announced his new proposal, Castiel couldn't help but feel hurt. He thought Dean would be supportive and would be proud that Castiel was doing so well that he was in a position to open a new store. When Dean clarified why he had asked, Castiel did feel a little guilty.

He had never really spoken to Dean about the store in detail just told him basic information in passing. He didn't think that Dean would have been interested in the store because Dean was never a big reader. Dean did in fact read; Castiel knew that much because sometimes he would find books that Dean liked and gave them to him to read and every time Dean would read it without fail. When he finished, Dean would tell him what he thought of the book and nine times out of ten, Dean liked it and would compliment Castiel on his ability to find books he would enjoy. Castiel told himself he would make more of an effort and tell Dean more about his store even if he thought that Dean wouldn't care because apparently Dean did care.

Arms in the air as he danced with Jo and Jess in the wings, Castiel loved this final performance from the band. They had really stepped up their performance which Castiel for one didn't think was possible. They were amazing. The crowd was another sell out and Castiel could hear them all singing along with the lyrics almost over the actual band. When the band died down and Dean showed the microphone to the crowd, the crowd singing was deafening even with his decibel reducing ear plugs that had been regulation when they were at the gigs. But the smiles on the band's faces were enough to make Castiel ignore that fact and sing just as loud as the crowd.

Watching his boyfriend perform on stage was torture. Dean knew how good he looked on stage and would look over every so often and Castiel wouldn't hesitate to show him how much he enjoyed the show and would throw in a seductive lure just to see Dean's reaction in retaliation. More often than not, Dean would just send a wink his way and return to work the crowd which left Castiel needy and sexually frustrated. Dean would pay for that later.

"Alright," Dean started breathless after the last song. Castiel watched as Dean stopped to pick up his water bottle and took a few quick gulps before throwing the half full bottle into the crowd much to the excitement of several screaming females. Dean wiped his forehead of the sweat with the back of his hand and took a few steps towards the every front of the stage "So as you know, we've been on tour for the past three months and it's our last show tonight" the crowd all collectively let out an 'aww' in disappointment which just made Castiel smile "But we're doing our best to go out with a bang which most of you probably know already. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end though so here's our last song of the night.

"The band and I have agreed that this one is probably the best one to end with. It goes out to our partners who have been with us through this and have put up with a lot of our shit. We probably spend more time with each other than we do with them so here's to you" Dean looked over as he finished towards where Jess, Jo, and Castiel were stood and sent a grin and a wink to Castiel.

Music flooded the venue again and Castiel instantly recognised the song. It was one of his favourites from the album and he was glad that they decided to finish on this one and dedicate it to their partners in apology for not being able to spend as much time together.

"Woke up in a hotel
Three hours of sleep last night
Only thing real to me is a thirteen-hour drive"

Dean sang the lyrics so beautifully as usual and Castiel couldn't help but stop singing just so he could hear Dean. His voice never failed to calm Castiel.

"I lost my convictions
I have risked my life
I've seen the face of God through miles of black ice"

Dean had closed his eyes now and Castiel watched in awe as the man sang out the lyrics as if it was the last song he was ever going to sing.

"Oh, I just wanted you to know
What I'd give up to give myself to you"

Dean belted out the chorus singing the lyrics twice over with so much passion Castiel was once again humbled by the man's stage presence.

"I had my foundations
But I threw them away
Only thing real to me was moving
The rest was fake
But I've got new direction
I feel winds of change"

Dean turned the microphone out to the crowd for them to sing out the final line before the chorus. The sound was ear-splitting "Still I've got my good reasons to stay the same" they sang out which caused a huge tooth shining grin to split across Dean's face and nodded his head in the rhythm of the band before he turned the mic back to himself to sing out the chorus again.

Castiel watched as the man moved around the stage and leant down to shake hands with the fans that leant over the barrier. Castiel was surprised they hadn't tried to pull him down and touch him more because if that had been Castiel he probably would have and got himself kicked out. He's glad their fans had more self-control than he did.

Dean moved himself back into the stage and turned his head looking straight over at Castiel as he sang out the next lyrics. Castiel could feel his heart beat in his chest and was sure it was going to explode with the rate it pounded.

"No I don't need it anymore
The hotel floors the stage the lights the road
All I want to do is build a home
You've got my heart and my soul"

Castiel was left in a daze as he stared out at the stage and watched Dean dance around the stage as he sang the chorus and finished the song to much applause from the crowd. It took a small nudge to his ribs from Jo to drive Castiel out of his stupor. As he came back to himself, he saw Dean smile at him with a huge grin which Castiel couldn't help but return. The man was irresistible and he knew it.

A/N The song is 'What I'd Give Up' by The Classic Crime