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Sam was about an hour late to when he said he'd meet Dean back at the motel. Although Dean hadn't left him fifty voicemails, like he usually did when Sam was running behind, so Sam hoped he had lost track of time too.
He was thumbing through a lore book on his walk back to the motel from the internet café he had stopped in after interviewing the victim's family. The younger hunter was already spouting ideas when he came through the motel room door.
"So I think this thing might be a Lemurs-" Sam stopped cold when he looked up.
Dean was curled into Castiel, twitching in his sleep. The angel was deep in meditation, showing no sign of noticing that Sam had come in. Both were naked, but thankfully one of them had pulled the blankets up around themselves. Dean looked peaceful, almost. It was rare to see him like this, even in his sleep.
Sam hadn't seen his brother this calm even with Lisa and Ben, he always had to protect them, but he was different with Cas. He could see it in Dean now and whenever he was with Castiel; now he was being protected, by his own personal angel.
Sam chuckled lightly to himself and took one last glance at the two before closing the door.
"About time."
He paid at the front desk for a second room.
Castiel slowly pulled himself out of meditation, to find Dean still sleeping against him peacefully. When Cas glanced up, he almost leaped forward.
Gabriel was lounging on the motel couch, near the foot of the bed.
The archangel clapped his hands slowly. "Gotta hand it to you, baby bro," Gabe threw up his hands.
"Aren't you-"
"What? Dead? Nah, not for long anyways. Big man upstairs took care of that one. Y'know it took you boys a while, but you finally figured it out."
"What are you talking about Gabriel." It was a question, but it didn't come out as such.
"Love! L-O-V-E. Come on, Cassie. We could all see it from the beginning, since you plopped your butt down here, you and Dean-o were deep in it. Rest of us were just waiting on you two knuckleheads to figure it out.
"What are you doing here Gabriel? My relations are no concern to you."
"I was just stopping by, wanted to pop in to give the lovely couple my congratulations. I await wedding bells!"
"Gabe-"
"Tu-daloo, little angel!" The older angel disappeared in a ruffle of feathers.
Dean stirred against Castiel's chest and the angel tightened his arm around his hunter. The angel spent the remaining nighttime hours keeping watch over Dean, memorizing every inch of his skin, how it had changed since he rebuilt his body. Keeping track of each new scar, new freckle, each new line on his lover's face.
It was odd to apply that term to Dean - to anyone in relation to Castiel. His hunter – lover – was breathing less deeply now. Dean's eyes peeled open and blinked once; blinked twice. The glaze faded from them.
"Morning, Cas," he could hear the smile on his voice.
"Hello Dean," the angel gave one of his rare smiles back.
The hunter rolled off the bed, Castiel stuck in a trance of watching his muscles tense and slack through his skin.
"You okay, Cas?"
"You're," the angel focused on Dean, eyes crinkling, "beautiful."
Blush bleeds through Dean's freckles and he stumbles a bit before regaining his typical demeanor. "Not so bad yourself, angel."
He winked at Cas, who could feel his own cheeks reddening. Castiel didn't even know it was possible for angels to blush. If anyone stood a chance at making him, it was Dean.
"Where's Sam?" Dean turns around trying to seem together as he searches the room futilely for the younger Winchester, but Cas noticed the small signs of panic. "Sammy!"
Castiel flickered away with a rustle of feathers and was back in moments.
"Next door."
"What? Why would Sam be-"
"I believe he wanted to give us 'privacy'."
"Oh. Gotcha." It was weird for Dean, Sam knowing. He assumed he would tell his brother eventually but, damn he had barely come to terms with it himself. I mean, he was dating an angel, for god's sake. "Listen, I'm gonna go rinse up, you do- whatever it is that you do in the morning." His angel nodded shortly.
Cas watched Dean into the bathroom, listening quietly to his hunter's movements; padding into the tub, the tap starting up, switching from the faucet to the shower head.
Castiel didn't even realize he was transporting himself until he was face to face with Dean, pressing his lips to Dean.
"We've got to meet Sammy soon," he was protesting with words, not actions.
"Sam can wait a while."
"Cas..."
"Please, Dean. I can't explain why but I have this need to-"
His hunter finally kissed him back, laughing to himself. Dean tasted different – and better - than any human food Cas had ever
tried, even with morning breath.
"You know I'd love to Cas, but it's a busy day ahead of us. Sam and I have to catch this thing and Bobby asked us to come over after-" He was talking against his angel's lips. Cas played with his hunter's bottom lip, taking it between his teeth, brushing over it with his tongue.
"Cas..."
Castiel nuzzled into Dean's neck and whined like a puppy that Dean was refusing to play with. His navy eyes were begging him, still sparkling with lust.
Sam was banging on the bathroom door. His brother and Cas had been in there long enough. He had come over twenty minutes ago to drop off food and they were in there then too.
"You two hurry it up – oh god, whatever it is – that ghost isn't going to wait around all day for us to salt and burn it."
Dean attempted to ignore Sam outside the door, but he could only mentally scream 'go away' so loudly.
"Guys, we have work to do."
"Sammy, get the hell ou-" His angel was pulling him back into the moment. "Castiel!" He meant to say it as a gasp, quietly, although it came out as a moan – a loud moan.
"Oh god! Knock it off! Seriously guys, it's way past time to go, people could be in danger. This thing already killed someone."
Something Sam said registered in the angel's mind. He slipped away from Dean and faced his hunter. "Your brother is right, Dean." He sighed heavily. "There are civilians at risk."
"C'mon Cas, are you really going to leave in the middle of this?"
"Unfortunately." Castiel evaporated.