Chapter 2
Lights, Camera…DAMNIT DEAN!

Sam had hidden himself away in the corner of the library, waiting on a sign from Gabriel that they were ready to go live. They had spent the better part of the day cooped up in Gabriel's…Sam would be inclined to call it a 'Bombsite' but Gabriel insisted it was his 'Nest'. After much research and a lot of painfully awkward conversations with a red faced Castiel, Sam had found out it was an Angel trait to find a place where they are comfortable and close to their loved ones to settle down and begin to gather all their possessions into one space. It was a natural preparatory stage for taking a Mate, and something he could not control…much like everything else in his life.

When Sam saw Gabe saunter in and quirk his eyebrow just slightly he quickly started up the streaming programme and within seconds the whole bunkers brand new 'security system' was recording straight to DVD via Sam's laptop. There were cameras secretly hidden throughout the massive complex, and all at artistic angles thanks to the Archangels flair for the dramatic. The cameras were all ready and waiting to capture all the little signs that those two idiots were unknowingly dating, and once the evidence was there they were going to get the surprise of their lives…

"I gotta say, Sammy…'The Evil Genius' is a good look on you, very sexy." Gabriel said as he came up on Sam's table, eyeing him up and down. Sam rolled his eyes at the pervert Angel, giving him the finger and causing Gabriel to jump back in mock surprise and cover his heart with his hands. "I am shocked and hurt, Sammy…Such obscene finger gestures from the gentle giant?" His expression went from hurt to sly in seconds, and it made Sam's heart leap in his chest. "I like it…Do it again…"

"Give it a rest, Gabe! We got work to do…" Sam huffed, trying not to laugh at the hurt puppy look that crossed the Archangels face. For an all powerful, mighty Warrior Archangel of the Lord, Gabriel looked like a petulant child with his pouty lips and his crossed arms.

"Ever heard the phrase 'All work and no play?', Sammy-Boy?" Gabriel asked with a look that could have stopped Gods in their tracks…and Sam Winchester shut it down with his well known Bitchface! Gabriel sat for a minute thinking how crazy it was that he had sent greater beings straight into alternate universes for far less than that look, at yet he could no more harm Sam Winchester than he would his own Brot…Well no, he had harmed his Brothers and Sisters, but most if not all deserved it. Apart from Castiel, but sending him to the Whorehouse Illusion had just been for fun, nothing personal. He grinned to himself as he got lost in the memory of Cas' face when Gabriel's fantasy whores had started dancing around him with their breasts out. You'd have thought he was about to be tortured to death by the look on his face. God only knew what Dean and Cas shared that made them so close, but if God knew then he wasn't talking - No surprises there.
"Right, so get this…We are all hooked up in the Main Room, The War Room, Kitchen, Bathroom, Garage and course in here." Sam pointed up towards a bookshelf just down from where they were seated and Gabriel had to laugh at the irony of the placement - Human Biology.

"So what happens if they catch out one of the cameras? I mean if we can't use the old Mojo on them…" Gabriel wiggled his fingers towards Sam, chuckling a little but the Hunter wasn't taking the joke. "Oh come on, Sammy, play with meeeee" He whined and Sam had to bite his lip to keep a smile off his lips, but Gabe knew he was starting to wear him down. Sam coughed to cover the moment of weakness and continued on with the explanation.

"If they somehow stumble across it, no big deal…I'll just tell Dean it's a security measure and Castiel won't ask too many questions anyway." Sam said, shrugging it off. Dean would never say no to a little extra precaution and Cas wouldn't care so long as Dean said it was okay. Sam really had no idea how those two managed to go this long without realising that they were more than friends, but then again he was talking about Dean Winchester - The Master of Denial, and Castiel - The Clueless Wonder.

Gabriel came around to Sam's side and peered over his shoulder at the camera screens on the laptop, and with a smirk he noted two figures coming in the main entrance with arms full of shopping bags. He clapped Sam on his large meaty shoulder and began to bounce on his toes with excitement.

"Showtime!"

Dean ran ahead of Castiel with his arms full of bags, and held the door to the Kitchen open so Cas and his two bags could make their way through. The Angel gave him a small smile as he passed on by and Dean couldn't help but feel lighter every time he saw that look on Cas' face. Ever since the Gadreel incident, he had been trying with everything he had to make Cas feel at home in the Bunker and make up for all the hurt he caused him. Cas had told him several times over that there were no hard feelings but Dean wouldn't listen to him, he was going to do his best by his friend no matter what and he found he was enjoying making Castiel happy…He had never felt that way about anyone other than Sammy and even then it seemed different, less like a Duty and more like a Pleasure. Dean had decided early on not to look too closely at the feelings behind it and to just enjoy things while they lasted, after all in this way of life you could never be certain how long things would stay calm.

Dean followed Castiel into the kitchen and together they began to sort through the grocery bags in silence, with Dean handing food out to Cas and Cas putting it away into the cupboards and the fridge. The rarely ever had to actually speak these days, just seeming to work in sync with one another, so when Dean held up a tube of tomato puree with a raised eyebrow, Cas pursed his lips and gave Dean a look that said it all.

"Do you ever listen to me?" And when Dean looked even more confused Cas snatched the puree from his hand, leaned over to remove a packet of dried spaghetti from the bag and gently hit Dean on the forehead with it. Dean laughed a little at Castiel and caught him by the hand as he tried to walk off, turning him back to face him. His thumb rubbed gently over the side of Castiel's as he held his hand, and he shrugged a little with a cheeky grin.

"I know I'm an idiot…" That look said and Castiel huffed, eyeing him up and down.

"Yes, but you are my idiot" Cas' eyes said as he smiled, then he turned away again and continued with the unpacking, leaving Dean standing with a wistful look in the middle of the kitchen floor.

On the opposite end of the Bunker, another Hunter and Angel Duo were staring at the screen in shock…

"What the hell did we just watch?!"

Oh this is gonna be interesting…