They make it to Bobby's about fifteen minutes later. Cas looks absolutely terrified when Growley tries to launch himself at Baby. He throws himself away from the door and onto the armrest. Dean just laughs and gets out. He picks up one of the large bones laying scattered around the yard and chucks it at Growley. The dog can't physically reach the car because of the chain he's attached to, but he's scary enough to scare off stupid teenagers who don't know he's actually a sweet heart under all those mean growls. Dean walks around the car and knocks on the window.

"You comin', Cas?" Dean calls with a raise eyebrow.

Cas looks from Growley to Dean, before slowly getting out of the car. Dean just walks past the large Doberman and Cas sticks close behind him. Sam follows behind after giving Growley some love.

"Bobby! We're home!" Dean hears no response.

Dean flings his backpack onto the couch and wonders into the kitchen to get something to drink and pull something out for dinner. Sam walks over to the couch and flings himself onto the far side and stretches out, popping some of his joints. Dean walks back in with two water bottles and a coke. He chucks one at Sam's head-he easily catches it- and hands the second bottle to Cas before sitting on the other end of the old, beaten couch.

"So, I figure we've got about an hour, maybe two tops to get any real work done." Dean and Cas get out their materials.

They're about an hour and a half in when Crowley waltzes through the door with Bobby in tow. By then, Dean is upside down on the couch with his feet over the back and his head near the floor. Cas is sitting on the recliner, back straight and shoulders stiff. Dean wonders why Cas feels the need to sit like that. Sam's struggling with his Advanced Calculus and he's glaring at his papers like they're out to get him.

"Hello, boys." Crowley calls as he walks passed them, into the study.

"Hello, Satan." Dean and Sam call in sync without looking up from their papers.

"What's going on here. I thought you boys weren't comin' home for another hour."

Bobby leans against the arch frame. Dean holds up the poster board he's doing with Cas. Bobby grunts in acceptance; homework is always a good answer.

He looks at Cas, "I don't think we've met. I'm Bobby Singer." He introduces himself.

"Castiel Novak. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Cas nods in Bobby's direction.

Bobby just raises an eyebrow before staring at Dean, "You sure this is the same kid? I can't see how you'd be friends." Dean hauls his body up to glare over the back of the couch.

"Haha, Bobby. Yeah, I'm sure." Dean flops back down.

"You kids ever agree on what you wanted for dinner?"

"I pulled out the ground beef because we tied between burgers and taco's." Dean calls out.

"Who wants what, ya Idjit?"

"Uh," He looks at Cas, "You wanna stay for dinner?"

"I would have to call Zachariah."

"Hold on." Dean gets up and walks into the study to find Bobby and Crowley talking over two glasses of scotch.

"Hey, Bobby, can Cas stay for dinner?"

"You're the one cookin'." That's as good as a yes from Bobby.

Dean walks back into the living room, "Phone's in the kitchen. Use the black one." Dean points into the kitchen.

Cas gets up and leaves to the kitchen. By the time he comes back, Dean's done with their poster. He holds it up for Cas to see. He nods his approval.

"Zachariah said I can stay, but to give more warning next time. He's upset that Uriel has made me food that I will not eat." Cas explains.

"Alright. Cool. Burgers or taco's?"

"Either is alright."

"No, dude, you gotta pick."

"Burgers, I suppose." Sam snorts and Dean chucks a pillow at his head.

"Alright. Well, I should probably get started on that. You stay here and… I don't know… geek with Sam." He rolls off the couch and heads into the kitchen to start dinner. After a few minutes The Harvelle's practically burst down the door. Jo launches herself onto the couch, dragging Ash with her. Ellen joins Dean in the kitchen and they talk about what's new with the Roadhouse and Dean's senior project. They talk a bit about Cas, but that's nipped in the butt when Adam and Garth walk into the kitchen. Adam manages to steal a bit of ground beef and that earns him a tomato to the back of the head. Well, he was supposed to, but when Dean saw Charlie talking to Cas, he launched it at her head instead. He was gratified by it exploding all over her head.

"Damnit Winchester!"

"Oops! I missed!" He lied. They all knew his aim was perfect.

"Winchester's don't miss."

He winks at her, "That's right sweetheart!" He ducks back into the kitchen before she can send the tomato remains back at him.

After everything is cooked and arranged, everyone lounges about in the living room to eat. Cas is still in the recliner, but now Dean is balancing on the left arm while Charlie is perched on the right. Everyone is joking and laughing around trying to devour their food. Cas even joins in after a while. Dean feels bad for not warning him that eating here meant dinning with twelve people.

After dinner, Cas tries to help clean up, but Charlie drags him out of the kitchen before Dean can accept. Not that he was going to. Dean puts all the leftovers in Tupperware and then in the fridge. He organizes the plate near the sink so it'll be easier for Sam and Adam to clean and dry them later. After that, he takes Cas home. As they're driving, they joke around and Dean really enjoys Cas' company. He remembers why they were friends in the first place.

Cas leaves, and Dean heads home happier today than he has been in a while.