"Okay, Sammy, it's all okay. Just tell me what happened." Dean pulled Sam closer, Sam curled up in a ball like when they were younger and Sam wasn't so big.

"I-it started out so great! We were talking and we w-watched a movie. But she sat farther away from me than usual. I-i thought she was just sick maybe. Then I went to kiss her and she.. she pulled away really quickly. And I asked what was wrong and she s-said that she couldn't do this anymore. She said she met a guy in one of her classes, n-named Azazel. Then she started going on about how he had these 'special eyes' and how s-sorry she is but she was b-breaking up with me. Then her mom gave me a ride home. Her mom! And she kept apologizing for what her daughter did and I was just trying not to cry and it was awful!" His face was red and wet, eyes spilling over with tears as he recalled the entire awful situation.

"Sammy, I'm so sorry I wasn't here for you. I should've been here." Guilt ate at his heart. While he was having sex, Sam was sitting here alone in misery all night. "Sammy, look at me." His brother's greenish-blue eyes, a mixture of his mother's and father's, were filled with sadness as he looked up at Dean. "Sam, I know it hurts, and nothing I say will really matter, but it will get better. This is college, and women are going to come and go a lot. You're funny and crazy smart and a looker, you're gonna be okay Sammy. It's just gonna take time. I promise." He kissed Sam on the forehead, pushing his hair back. "Here, how about I go make my special hot chocolate and we watch a movie, huh?"

Sam smiled a small, sad smile and nodded. "Dean.. could we invite Cas?" Dean was surprised but smiled softly.

"I'll call him right now, Sammy." He pressed his lips against Sam's forehead one last time like he used to when they were much much smaller and dad would disappear and left the room, flipping open his phone and dialing Cas's number.

"Dean! I had not expected a call from you today." His voice was shocked and a bit worried, and Dean went on to explain the situation they were in immediately. As it turns out, Cas didn't have any plans. Except to groom Chuck, but he could postpone. Dean grinned internally. Good, that evil cat can go fuck itself.

Dean was in the kitchen, fixing up some hot chocolate and Sam was on the couch, huddled in a miserable ball of blankets, staring at the tv (that wasn't on) when the doorbell rang. Sam jumped up, blankets flying everywhere, as he stumbled to the door. "I got it!" he yelled. Dean could see the door from where he stood in front of the stove and watched as Sam opened the door to be engulfed in an understanding hug by Cas. The sight made Dean's heart warm up and feel all fuzzy.

Cas actually cared about Dean's family. Genuinely cared about this broken mess he had. Because Cas's family was broken too. Not in the same way, but broken nevertheless, and he understood.

Cas and Sam were discussing things that Dean didn't understand (smart people. Pssht.) when he walked in, carrying a tray with three mugs of hot chocolate on it, complete with whipped cream and the chocolate cookie straws that Sam loved so much (Dean kept a pack hidden in his room for emergency occasions such as this). They all sat on the same couch this time, cuddled up under a giant quilt, and watched an extremely horrible action movie (no romance!), laughing at the quality together. They stayed that way a little after the movie ended, talking about pointless things and laughing. Cas even stayed for dinner. By the end of it all, Sam had a smile on his face as he retired to bed.

-

A couple weeks later, Sam was still upset. He stayed in his room mostly, listening to sad break-up music. Dean wasn't too worried though, they had been together a long time and this was expected. Right now, Sam was at school. It was mid-December and Sam would be on break at the end of the week.

Right now, Dean was laying with his head in Cas's lap at Cas's house. They both had the day off, which was rare but nice. Usually they had to hang out late in the evening. Dean was getting used to Cas's house, and he quite enjoyed relaxing here. Even the cat was getting used to him, rubbing against his leg occasionally with a deep purr. They were watching Doctor Sexy (Dean had gotten Cas into the show), Cas stroking Dean's hair gently, when Cas suddenly paused the tv. Dean looked up questioningly.

"Dean, what do you want for Christmas?" Cas inquired, concentration in his deep blue eyes.

"I don't want anything."

"Seriously, what do you want?"

"A hug." Dean smirked.

"Dean, are you getting me something?"

Dean blushed and bit his lip, seeing what Castiel was getting at. "Yes, but that's... different."

"It isn't and you know it. Now, either you can tell me and make it much easier on me, or not and make it a difficult pain in the ass."

"Well then, I guess I'm just gonna be a pain in your ass." Dean grinned, switching his position to sitting on Cas's lap as he kissed him, tongue licking Cas's lips. He bit down Cas's jaw and nibbled on his neck, being awarded a small mewl from his partner.

Ring Ring

Cas grumbled but didn't go for his cellphone, scratching down Dean's back making Dean moan gently.

Ring Ring

"Noooo." Cas whined, biting Dean's shoulder.

Ring Ring

"You should probably get that." Dean chuckled as Cas dug into his pocket, his long beautiful hands easily flipping open the phone as he pressed it to his ear.

"Hello?" his voice had clear irritation in it, making Dean giggle. "Oh.. hey!" Cas sat up a bit, Dean still on his lap, and his eyes widened in surprise. Dean tilted his head to the side, worried. "Um, Yeah sure... yeah... yes of course... That can be arranged... okay, see you then."

Cas hung up the phone, his body rigid and his skin paler than usual. He buried his face into Dean's neck, grumbling quietly like a child.

"Um.. Cas? You mind explaining?" Cas lifted his face and looked at Dean, stress in his eyes.

"Dean, would you and Sam like to spend Christmas with me?"

Dean paused for a second. He had not expected that. but the more that he thought about it, the more it made sense.

"Yeah! I mean, we'd have to leave for a bit to go to Bobby's for lunch, but yeah, we'd love to." Dean saw a bit of relief flood into Cas's face. "Now, what was that phone call about?"

Cas stiffened again, his lips thin. "My family is coming in for Christmas."

Oh. "Oh."

"Yes, I don't think I can handle it alone." Cas mumbled sadly.

"When you say family..."

"Not my parents, of course; I think they may be somewhere in Africa. Lucifer also will not be joining us. Anna will be here with her husband, Uriel Milton, Gabriel will also be here as well as Michael and Raphael. Michael and Gabriel will be staying with me."

"Umm... yeah, of course we will come." Dean was nervous now.

"Dean... maybe you guys could even... stay here a few days. Sam could have one of the spare bedrooms, and Raphael would still have his down here on the bottom floor. And you could.. stay with me in my room?" He paused, looking extremely nervous. "Of course, that's just a silly suggestion. You wouldn't want to do that I'm su-"

Dean cut him off with a soft comforting kiss. "Of course we will. Sammy will be thrilled to see your house, and he'll love looking through all of your books." He smiled, even though he was terrified on the inside.

Dean was going to meet Castiel's family. Dean was going to meet Castiel's family.

"Um.. can I have a beer?"