Sam opened his eyes and looked around, there was familiar music playing and a massive crowd of people singing, dancing and waving their hands in the air. Smoke hung in a haze above him and the scent of good weed assaulted him.

Sam felt a hand on his ass and a smoke soaked voice whispered in his ear, "Hey brother you got it goin' on, you wanna make love...smoke a little and loosen up that tight little ass of yours."

Sam closed his eyes afraid to look, he recognized the voice and when he was brave enough to open one eye, they both popped open in shock, Castiel was standing there in front of him is ragged bellbottoms, there was a hole near the crotch of his jeans, the angel was going commando with the head of his dick barely showing. They were what Sam would call, dangerously low. He was bare-chested with just an army surplus vest so he could utilize the pockets.

Castiel looked dirty, his long, dark hair looked like it hadn't be brushed in a couple days and he had on necklace of seed beads. He hugged Sam for no reason, "Well at least this Cas still doesn't have a sense of personal space."

It was 1967, the Summer of Love and anything went. Sam was a head taller than most people there and could see the stage. He excitedly grabbed hippy Castiel's arm, "Is that….no way…The Stone Poneys?!"

Sam jumped around like a little kid at Christmas, ever since John gave him his copy of their album and he got a gander of the beautiful Linda Ronstadt he had a crush on her and the voice that sent him to heaven the minute he played, "Different Drum", at one point Sam considered going straight so he could find her and get married but that was a little boy fantasy.

"Oh my god I seriously love her….what's your name now?" Castiel pulled away and frowned at Sam, "I didn't say. My name is Cas as in "Mama Cas" remember it because you are going to be screaming it later you fucking hot ticket."

Sam looked at the bearded, toned angel and smiled, "I kind of like hippy Cas." Sam looked around and then stuck a finger in the well placed tear in the angel's jeans and rubbed the head of his dick then pulled it out.

Cas lifted his arms in the air, high off his ass and screamed, "I knew you were a homo." His blue eyes were wild and Sam wondered what else was running through his system. "Great here comes the babysitting."

Sam snapped his fingers, "Cas….Cas baby look at me." Cas lowered his arms and hugged Sam again, "I love you soooo much…I'm gonna…" Cas didn't finish, he vomited and when he was done, wiped his mouth with his vest. He went to kiss Sam but Sam gave Cas a good shove in the opposite direction.

"No way, I don't care how hot you look. You wouldn't happen to have a toothbrush in those pockets?"

Cas fumbled around and pulled out a handful of dollars, "No but I got these…we could like….buy one right? Where do we get one…hey what's your name?"

"Sam…now shut up my angel is about to sing." Linda was trying to get the crowd to settle down, "This is a song I call "Different Drum"…hope you all love it." The music started and Sam grabbed Castiel by the hair, "Holy crap…I LOVE this song!"

Cas was rolling a joint on the fly and frowned at Sam, "Man…I thought I was wasted, she never sang this before." Cas thought he was in an alternate universe watching Sam sing all the words with her. People around him gathered closer, they kept asking if he knew Linda and if they could meet her.

Cas handed him a joint, Sam took it and said, "What the fuck, when in Rome" and kept right on singing.

"You and I travel to the beat of a different drum
Oh can't you tell by the way I run
Every time you make eyes at me
Wo-oh

You cry and moan and say it will work out
But honey child I've got my doubts
You can't see the forest for the trees"

Sam was high as kite and didn't care if they ever got home, Linda was tearing up the stage with her beautiful vocals, the Acapulco Gold was crazy good and he was with a hot guy that wanted to fuck him.

The sun was going down and the lights started to pop up around the crowd. When Sam looked over Cas was brushing his teeth with toothpaste, "Where the hell did that come from?"

Cas shrugged, I don't baby I guess if I think hard enough to just happens…the universe provides," he spit on the ground then brushed his tongue, a beer appeared in his hand and he rinsed.

Sam couldn't believe he didn't remember his brother, the whole thing was so fabulous that he forgot about Dean. "Cas have you seen a handsome…or possibly pretty…oh hell never mind." Sam took another drag and handed it back to Cas, the angel started to grind against his ass and his dick was out, "I can do you here…how old are you?"

Sam closed his eyes and smiled, "fifteen…scare you off yet?" Cas reached around and opened Sam's pants, he shimmed the ripped jeans down past his cock. "Only makes me want to fuck you more."

Sam turned around and started to grind his dick against the angels then slapped his forehead, "Shit I can't do this, now what do I do?"

Cas jerked himself off and shot on Sam's jeans then zipped up, "Look there is a party I'm going to hit, you wanna come with?"

Sam nodded, "Sure why not?" Sam was hoping since the angel had residual powers he might bring him to Dean like a homing device.

…..

They walked what seemed like forever and Sam's sandals were killing him, Cas walked barefooted and he marveled that the angel felt nothing. They found the painted lady Cas was looking for.

This was the home of someone with money, it was much bigger than the others. Young people milled around on the lawn and they hung out on the steps. Jefferson Airplane was blasting through the giant speakers set up in the windows and a naked girl ran past Sam laughing as another girl chased her.

Cas grabbed his hand, "Come on beautiful let me show you off." He dragged Sam by the hand up the stairs and into the house, he worked his way through the crowd and tapped a man on the shoulder.

The stranger turned around along with his woman and Sam didn't know if it was hunger, the weed or the time travel but he fainted.

…..

Sam woke up in a dark bedroom with people standing around, Cas was holding him, "My baby woke up…he is only fifteen you know." A tall beautiful woman sat next to Sam and bent down, her long dark hair brushed his face and she smelled like incense and booze with a hint of hash.

Sam shook his head back and forth, "No…no Dean no." The woman broke into a big smile, her green eyes lit up with amusement, "Deanna pretty boy…you can call me Daisy."

Big, manly Dean Winchester was actually lovely, smooth and hairless skin, his full lips stained red from heavy handed lipstick and the stunning green eyes outlined in black. Her hair was long and well kept and the peasant dress was slipped down her shoulders revealing an expanse of collarbone that was delicious.

Sam was grateful Dean aka Daisy was wearing something that covered her lower body because Sam didn't know if he could handle seeing his brothers bow legs in a dress.

There it was, the accent and from the dark corner Crowley stepped out in a Nehru jacket in a wild paisley pattern, he had on low cut stretch slacks and a wide white belt. "Cas it looks like your new underage pet is none the worse for wear darling."

Sam realized Crowley had no idea who he was, "I swear if he kisses either one of them I'm going to puke." No sooner did Sam think it was when Crowley bent down and ran his tongue over Daisy's collarbone, she giggled and pulled him into a kiss.

Cas was kissing Sam and whispered, "later a four way…are you a virgin?" Sam struggled up and found the bathroom, he went to his knees and puked. Cas held his hair, "I think you need something to eat baby."

Sam looked up at him, "I need a door out of here and all you to come with me" When Sam walked back in the bedroom Mateo landed on his shoulder from out of nowhere, the little monkey held up a peace symbol on a cord he was wearing. Sam looked it over, "What does this mean buddy?"

The monkey wished he could speak so the boy would understand him.

TBC