A/N: Hey guys! New chapter, finally!

I'm sorry that it took me so long but School just started again and I already wanna die so...

Well I hope you enjoy the new chapter and yeah, guess that's all :)

They walked to the small coffee shop in the centre of the town. There were merely a few people in there but all of them seemed to know Dean since they were all greeting him in a very friendly way. The Barista - a brunette girl about their age - gave them a broad smile.

"Dean, how's it goin'? I guess the usual?", she asked as Dean walked up to the counter with Castiel following close behind.

"Yeah the usual for me. And it's going pretty well thanks Meg.", Dean answered and turned his head to Castiel. The brunette looked at him aswell and her smile widened a little, but not in the friendly way. No, she rather looked like she was the hunter and he was her pray. Hella creepy.

"And what can I get you sweety?", Meg asked in a seductive tone. Castiel started to get a little nervous under her stare and looked at Dean for help. The blonde had his arms crossed in front of his chest, eyes narrowed and looking like he was ready to kill if he was told to. Dean didn't make things better. He thought he'd die under that baristas stare. When her staring got even more intense Dean snapped.

"Mine.", Dean barked gruffly. Castiels eyebrows shot up in surprise. Did he really just hear that?

"Hm?", the brunette turned her head quickly as if she had been in some kind of trance wich Dean pulled her out of. "You said something?"

Dean rolled his eyes and snorted, "No, just said that he get's the same as me and that you shouldn't waste your time on flirting with him."

She frowned and put her hands on her hips. "Why not?"

"Because... dibs."

Meg groaned and turned around to get to work, mumbling something like 'screw you Winchester' under her breath. Castiel eyed up Dean confusedly, but the other man looked everywhere except at him.

"So, two pieces of pie and two coffee's, little bit of sugar, no milk.", the barista sighed and handed them over their coffees and pie.

"Thanks", Dean said and paid before picking up their food and heading for the door. Castiel - still utterly confused - followed him as fast as he could.

He caught up to Dean outside the coffee shop. "What was that about?", Cas asked the other man as Dean gave him one of the cups.

"What was what about?", he asked after a while of silence.

"This 'dibs' thing.", Castiel said even though he was pretty sure that Dean knew what he meant. Dean sighed and took a sip of his coffee.

"It's just ... I needed to, I don't know. Meg tends to flirt with everything that moves- I never liked that about her to be honest - and I thought she'd at least leave you alone ... I mean you looked a little scared so..."

Castiel chuckled lightly. "Yeah I was afraid that she'd jump over the counter to kidnap me..."

Dean laughed, "Yeah that sounds like her."

"And what about the 'mine' thing?", Castiel asked and took a sip of his coffee aswell.

Dean looked at him with wide eyes and slightly pink cheeks. "You heard that?"

"Uh yeah... it was not to miss."

Dean looked down at the street, "I didn't mean to say that... it kinda slipped ... somehow."

Cas smiled to himself as he saw the redness creep up Deans neck. "When we were younger she dated a few guys I actually wanted to date, and I dated a few guys she originally wanted to date so we made an agreement. When we are after the same guy the one that claims him as his first wins. And when she looked at you with her 'I'll eat you alive', expression I... I don't know. I mean, I found you first after all."

Castiel laughed at Deans sudden shyness. "I'd rather say that I found you."

Dean laughed aswell, starting to relax again. "Yeah I guess you're right."

The two men arrived at the Winchesters house and decided to eat their pie outside since it was a nice, warm day and Dean didn't want Sam to be around them all the time. If they went inside Sam would be at their sides in less than a second, so no. Outside, definately outside.

They sat down on the stairs that where leading up to the door, Dean sat close enough for their knees to touch. Castiel smiled at that. Though Dean still seemed to be a little troubled every now and then, he was getting better and Cas was happy to see that.

"Okay the service may be weird, but nothing is better than their pie!", Dean declared with a huge grin on his face. The other man chuckled and took the piece of pie Dean was holding out to him.

The two of them where eating their pie in silence, well mostly. Every once in a while Castiel would make some pleased noises - this pie really was as good as Dean said - and Dean would burst out laughing because of that - Dean even nearly fell off the steps one time.

"Dean?", Castiel asked quietly after he'd finished his pie and Dean had stopped laughing. There were some children playing with a dog in the yard of one of the neighbours house, Castiel watched them, he didn't look at Dean.

"Hm?"

"Earlier you told me that if you called 'dibs' on someone you claimed him as yours..."

"Cas ...", Dean rubbed his neck nervously, "You know how I meant that."

"Yeah, I know.", Castiel turned his head and looked at Dean with a soft smile on his face. "Means I'm yours... for one week."

Dean raised an eyebrow and smiled broadly. "So?"

"Yes, but just one week."

"One week huh?", Dean laughed and got up.

"Dean what are you doing?", Castiel asked as he took the hand Dean had offered him. The blonde man chuckled and pulled Castiel to his feet.

"I'm gonna use this week you gave me."

Castiel laughed at the way too serious expression on Deans face, on wich he was pushed playfully.

"So, what do you have in mind?", Castiel asked as he calmed down again, still breathing heavily and holding his sides.

Dean smiled mischievously. "You're gonna show me your wings angel."