Author's Note: Thank you for the feed back. I would love more. Beware of the next couple of chapter's though. Feelings are about to be hurt. :)

Cas rolled over and his hand found someone's shoulder. He was laying on his stomach, but he didn't need to see to know who it was.

"Gabriel. We have talked about this. Why are you in my bed again?" He felt the bed vibrate from Gabe's laughter.

"I had a nightmare little brother. You know me. You're my comfort object. When I'm around you I can pretend that I defied Dad, just like you."

"I was talking in my sleep again, wasn't I?" Cas shook his head, "Why do you like to listen? My nightmares are none of your business." He pushed himself up to see his brother lying on his back with his arms folded across his chest.

"You said his name last night Cas. Multiple times."

"That's impossible Gabriel."

"Why is it impossible?" Cas shook his head.

"Because as much as I like Dean, there's no way I could really care for him; and it's Dad's fault. You know that."

"Castiel. You have feelings. I don't give a damn what that old man made you go through, or how much he trained you. You still have a heart Cas. Run from it as you might." Cas just shook his head and got up to brush his teeth. He had to go to the office before he could see Dean later today.

Dean woke up to Ellen up in his grill. He rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, but she was still there. "Ellen. Do you realize it's five in the morning?"

"Yes, boy, I realize. I'm here to be your alarm clock, and to tell you that we are having a family night tonight and Sam is bringing Jess. You are to bring a friend and Jo will bring her beau." Dean just looked at her.

"I don't have a girlfriend." He tried not to smile as he thought of Cas in a dress.

"A friend will do, Son. Tonight will be for Sam. He wants to show off his new gal."

"Yes, Ellen." She nodded like she was satisfied. She left and Dean got up to grab a shower before work.

Sam was sitting nervous on the couch. Jessica was suppoed to get here in ten minutes. His whole family, except for Dean, was preparing for the dinner tonight. He hoped that everyone liked her. He wasn't certain who Dean was going to bring, but he hoped it was Castiel.

Dean knocked on Cas' door and he let himself in after he heard Cas yell for him. "Cas? You ok?"

"Dean. I'm freaking out. I don't know what I'm doing. I don't do family affairs." Cas walked up to Dean in the midst of a panic.

"Whoa, buddy, slow down. You're coming as my friend. Tonight is all about Sammy. They will probably ask you what you do and that'll be it. Don't sweat it." Cas sighed and laid his head on Dean's chest. At first Dean didn't know what to do, but he eventually wrapped his arms around him and patted his back. "It will be ok, Cas." Cas wrapped his arms around Dean's hips and looked up from his chest.

"Do they know? About us?" Dean looked away and pursed his lips, "I didn't really expect them to. This is new and all. When do you think you will tell them Dean?"

"I don't know Cas. I still haven't really bit the bullet all the way through yet myself. Sam won't understand. I don't know how I would even bring it up." Dean believed that he had a certain reputation to uphold in his family's eyes. Being with Cas would shatter that. He wasn't sure if that's what he wanted.

"You'll know when the time is right. How much time do we have before we have to be there?" Cas pulled away and slank back into his bedroom.

Dean checked his watch and said, "We have about half an hour before dinner starts, so we should probably leave within the next ten minutes." Dean walked into the bedroom and watched Cas change his shirt. The lean muscles stretched across his back and bunched at the shoulders. He wanted to run his fingers over them. Cas sensed Dean was watching him and he turned and smiled darkly.

Cas strutted over to him and pushed him down on the bed. He straddled his hips and grabbed the front of his shirt, "Like what you see?" Dean flushed and stared hard at Cas.

"Y-yes." He stuttered.

"Mmm. Good. Ask me nicely." Dean eyes kept flicking between Cas' eyes and his lips.

"Ask you for what?"

"The kiss you keep looking for." Dean pulled his lips tight together and just stared at him, "Suit yourself, but just know I won't do it unless you ask me to." Cas went to pull back and get off, but Dean stopped him with a firm grip.

"Please."

"Please what, Dean?'

"Please.. kiss me." Cas smiled and pulled him up by his shirt with more strength than necessary. Their lips met and Dean closed his eyes. Cas' lips were so soft and full. Dean deepened the kiss. They were both losing breath when Dean flipped Cas over and pinned him to the bed. He bit Cas' lower lip. Castiel's back arched off the bed and he pushed against Dean's hold.

Dean broke the kiss and was looking down at Cas in amazement. Every kiss got better, and it was so much greater than any female he'd ever kissed. "Now we have five minutes." Cas blushed and kissed Dean once more, quickly before he got up and finished dressing.

They were out the door and on their way, much to Castiel's anxiety. He SOO did not do family things.