Hello readers... So to those of you following this story, I apologize for taking so long to update. My laptop was taken away from me and it was the only device I had this chapter saved. So... Here you go.

Dean turned his head in the direction Cas was pointing and his body soon followed, making a 180 degree turn on his stool. He felt a surge of anger run through him. "Yes." The heads quickly retreated back behind the menus. He stood abruptly and grabbed Cas' hand as he walked across the bar to the dark booth.

"Sammy, what the hell are you doing here?" The couple jumped slightly in surprise.

"Dean! Hey man, what a coincidence. Jess and I... we just came out for some dinner."

"Ha! Yeah this is so not a-" Jess decided now was probably a good time to step in and interrupted the older Winchester.

"Cas, Hey!" She stood and made her way out from behind the round table. She opened her arms to hug him but Cas didn't catch on until Jess had wrapped her arms around him, unconsciously stopping the man from returning the gesture. Dean pointed at Sam and made a throat slitting motion.

"Hi Jess. How are you?" Cas moved uncomfortably under her tight grip trying to hug her (he had heard it was rude not to hug someone back) but he was struggling.

"I'm good. Wow it's been ages since I saw you last." She loosened her grip and took a step back.

Cas tilted his head and squinted, "You came in for pie just last week."

"A week is a long time Cas." The blonde turned to face Dean, "Dean," She leaned in and kissed his cheek "I see you finally worked up the courage to ask him then?" She glanced back at Cas and smiled.

Dean blushed "Well you see actually-"

"I was the one who finally worked up the courage to ask him out." Cas was now the one blushing and smiling timidly while simultaneously managing to look proud of himself.

"Oh. Good job Cas!" She said as she sat back down next to Sam.

Dean had been glaring at his brother throughout most of the conversation with Jess. "Anyway, as awesome as it was to see you two, Cas and I had better return to our date." He took Cas' hand in his and they made their way back to the bar.

A blonde teenager with a clipboard went around from table to table, she reached Sam and Jess and after writing something down they handed the girl some bills. The girl turned and walked to Cas and Dean. She wore a lot of make-up which made her blue eyes stand out. "Hi there," She smiled wide, "I'm Claire... Monty's is holding this event, Friday, like a couples contest kinda thing and I was wondering if you two would like to sign up? The winners get a free boat trip dinner out on the lake. The entry's only fifty bucks, and all the money goes to charity." She was waving the clipboard in front of the two men expectantly.

Dean rummaged for change and handed the girl a few notes and coins, "I'll make a donation, but there's no need to sign us up, we aren't super into couples contests." Dean and Cas had only just gotten together. Were they even considered a couple if they hadn't even finished their first date. The girl took the money with a smile and bounced off to the next table.

"Now where were we...before we were interrupted by my brothers presence?" Dean smirked and sipped his coke.

"We were talking about getting me drunk." Cas picked up the first shooter and drank it.

Dean put his hand atop Cas', "Woah cowboy. You've gotta pace yourself, it's only seven."

The teenager Claire stepped up onto the small stage a few minutes later and tapped a several times on the microphone, "Testing, testing" She whispered and then cleared her throat, "Good evening everybody. As you all know there is a contest on Friday, and because all the sign-up money is going to a good cause, I'm going to announce our contestants who were so kind to take-part. The down town library owners Kate and Bruce, the lovely Sam and Jess..." Dean decided to zone out as she listed the names, until one pair caught his attention and his eyes went wide, "And the very handsome Dean and Castiel... Give the contestants a round of applause."

Dean closed his eyes and face palmed himself with the hand not holding his date's. "Ugh Sam." He shook his head a few times and then turned to Cas with an apologetic look, "I'm sorry about that, I'll get Sam to take our names off." He began to stand but Cas pulled him back.

"Dean..." Cas smiled, "You don't have to take our names off. It can be our second date? I'm sure it will be fun."

Dean nodded and smiled, "Okay we'll do the contest."

A couple hours had passed and Sam and Jess were long gone, as were most of the customers in the bar. All that was left were a few of bikers near the stage, an old couple kissing in one of the booths and Cas and Dean.

Cas had had one too many drinks and was slurring his words a little.

"So Dean. We have known each other for a couple years now, I would like to think we are pretty good friends-"

"We're best friends Cas."

If Cas' cheeks could get any redder they would have, but he was already flushed with all the alcohol he had consumed, "Yes. Well I met you after you had opened your music store... Annnd although we know quite a lot about each other, you never... " Cas started giggling and covering his face. "I seem to have lost my trail of thought and cannot recall what I was going to ask."

Dean huffed a laugh and stood, letting go of Cas' hand as he put a couple bills onto the table, "Thanks," He then intertwined his and Cas' fingers again. "I think it's time we head home and get you to bed, maybe grab something on the way to keep you from starving to death." They head across the parking lot to the impala.

Cas smiled lazily at Dean, "I think that... that is brilliant idea."

After a couple minutes they stopped at a McDonalds and got two burgers. Dean drove home steering one-handed as he ate his burger. Cas had finished his meal at least ten minutes before Dean.

"Uh..Dean?"

Dean looked over at Cas, raising an eyebrow questioningly. His travel partner looked very green.

"Stop the car!" Cas shouted, his words muffled by his hand pressed over his mouth.

"What? Why?"

Cas looked at him with a panicked expression, "Because I said so!"

Dean pulled the car over and Cas opened the door almost falling out, vomiting spectacularly on the sidewalk.

"Oh. That's why you wanted me to pull over." Dean shifted uncomfortably in his seat, unsure of what to do or how to help. So he put his hand on Cas' back and rubbed circles. "Cas. Are you okay?"

"Does look like I'm okay?" Cas gasped before he continued to empty his stomach contents.

"Right, sorry." Dean got out and rounded the car to Cas. "Hey. Here, let me help." He lifted Cas' head and poured water into his mouth. "Now spit." Cas did as he was told and after a few more rinses, Dean poured the rest of the water onto some tissues and wiped Cas' face and neck.

"Dean. I'm sorry. This is not attractive." Cas slowly sat back into the car and closed his eyes tight.

"Don't worry about it. It happens to the best of us. At least you had the decency to not blow chunks in Baby." Dean laughed at himself.

"I still feel quite intoxicated." Dean buckled Cas in, closed his door and went back around to the driver's side.

"Yeah, I don't think you got all the alcohol out. Come on, let's get you home." Cas smiled at that and relaxed into his seat.

A couple more streets and another sidewalk repeat later, Cas was home. Dean walked his date in, holding him mostly upright until Cas' bedroom where Dean practically dropped him onto the bed and went to the bathroom. He then ran a bath.

"Come Cas, you can't go to sleep yet. You have to get clean." Cas was lying half on the bed, half off. Dean pulled him up and looped his arm around Cas, guiding him to the bath.

"Okay, not to make this awkward but you have to get undressed." Dean let him sit on the toilet and helped him unbutton his shirt.

A few minutes later Cas was in the bath in just his boxers drifting in and out of sleep whilst Dean soaped up his back and chest.

"If I have to slap you to keep you awake I will do so."

"I don't think that is necessary Dean. If you slap me, I'll accidentally tell everyone you undressed me whilst I was under the influence and not in full control of my body."

Dean gasped in pretend shock as he rinsed the soap off Cas. "You wouldn't."

Cas shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, "I'm afraid I would."

After Cas was cleaned, dried and changed he insisted on walking Dean to the door, he was sobering up quickly.

Dean turned around to look at the now almost sober man, "I had a good time tonight Cas."

"Me too Dean. Except for the scene on the side of the road." Cas cringed at the thought. "Thank you for taking care of me." Dean smiled shyly and started to lean in. Cas heartlessly pushed him back. "Dean! No. What are you thinking, I have to brush my teeth at least another seven times."

Dean burst out laughing, "Okay Cas." But he kissed Cas on the cheek and turned quickly to walk his car. He turned once more before getting in, "Until we meet again Angel." And bowed.

"Until we meet again Dean Winchester."