The silence in the impala was mind-numbingly dull, Sam's head was still fairly focused on the case, were Dean's mind was clearly elsewhere, the impala rattled up to the motel, as it slowly came to a holt Castiel appeared "Dean." he spoke placing a firm hand onto Deans shoulder and before he could respond, he was transported to a road side.

"WHAT THE HELL CAS?!"

"Dean I need to speak to you" Cas spoke calmly "I feel regret Dean"

Dean stood there in the middle of nowhere, shaking his head

"Awesome" Dean said avoiding eye contacted with Cas

"Have you forgiven me Dean?" Castiel mumbled

Dean looked up at him his nostrils flared ever so slightly, "No Cas, No I haven't forgiven you, after what you did I'm having a hard time being around you, I cant help how I feel Cas.. You.. You BETRAYED my trust"

Cas stood there silently, his big blue eyes started to glisten light reflecting off them so delicately he couldn't look Dean in the eye, this was harder than he first imagined.

"LOOK AT ME!.. look at me Cas" Dean Shouted "After everything you did you think you can just tell me some crap and that it'll all go away? Cas? You're…. WERE my best friend, I care for you man" Tears started to form in Deans eyes, something which Castiel had never properly witnessed before, Dean usually bottles up his emotions, Cas was shocked by this.

"I thought you were dead Cas, and it broke my heart, if I even have one anymore" Dean looked to the ground once more placing his finger and his thumb against each side of his nose and rubbed his eyes he sighed. As much as Cas wanted to correct Dean on his comment about not having a heart and how he would not be currently living and breathing nevermind would he be in conversation with Cas, he bite his tongue and waited for Deans next response to the silence.

Sam sat there in the impala a puzzled look on his face, he thought he would of expected this considering it was in no way the first time Cas had 'wanted to talk in private with Dean', Sam knew how complicated their friendship was and how, himself and Castiel didn't share just deep feelings of trust and friendship between them.

As Castiel had predicted Dean spoke shortly after "Look, Cas I'm sorry I.. I just don't know how to fix this Cas" Castiel tilted his head to the side, "I don't understand Dean"

That was it the final straw Dean had, had it with Cas not understanding there was only one other way to try explain his complex feelings, Dean lunged at Cas angrily as if he was about to punch him but no, his face cracked into a sympathetic smile even he couldn't understand he stood there for a moment then grabbed Castiel and held him close, Cas looked awkward like a rag doll bending backwards from being squeezed to hard his arms beside him as if he was lifeless, he didn't full understand what was occurring as he had become to understand a hug was a positive action, so in what seemed a hostile environment did confuse Cas a lot.

Dean pulled back "Well that was weird" Dean mumbled "Mm warm" Cas said firmly.

Later that day back at the motel Dean was sat on the couch an ice cold one in his hand, Sam was sat to the right of him doing research, Cas to the left watching tv occasionally voicing his confusion to the actions displayed in the program.

Dean sat there quiet looking, staring at Castiel, he had a look of love in his eyes, he couldn't understand how he could love this angel so much, Dean was heterosexual no doubt about it, and Cas, is just Cas, 'Perhaps because he's an angel it doesn't mean i'm gay?' Dean thought trying to understand why Castiel is the only man he's ever had these feelings for.

The next day reports of another possible death involving black goo emerged, Sam and Dean played detective again to find out more on the Leviathan which 'slipped through the cracks'.

"Dean, are you alright?" Sam asked as once again he noticed a difference in his brothers temperament, "Im fine Sam"

"Well Dean clearly you're not, are you going to tell me whats up or just be an ass about it?"

"I don't know if you've noticed this Sam, but we're in a bit of a crappy situation some Levi douchebag managed to slip past us, and I don't know if you remember how hard these bastards are to kill, oh wait thats right you spent more time playing house with Lucifer than getting your shit together not to mention not letting me know about it until you were practically going insane, now do you want to hold my hand, tell me every things gon' to be alright and listen to my problems or go kill some god damn monsters?"

Back at the motel room Castiel sat facing the Tv a position he had barely moved from for the past 48 hours, he had only moved to look out the window in wait of Dean, Cas knew he had human feelings for Dean he didn't understand them but he liked the way they made him feel, they made him want to be close to Dean and look at him for an extended period of time.

"So the victim is a 16 year old Kelsey went missing three days ago she plays trumpet in the high school band, and school notice board claims theres a practice on tonight, 30 odd kids all in a high school after hours? We thinking the leviathan poses as Kelsey, eats the brass section?" Dean suggests while getting into the impala "yeah could be, we should check it out" Sam said coldly, clearly he hadn't taken Deans earlier comments lightly.

Pulling up to the school the Winchesters heard screaming, without hesitation they jumped out the impala Borax and knife in hand, but as they burst through the music hall doors, they were welcomed by confusion as the hall was empty but one man stood on the performance stage with his back turned to them his hands neatly clasped behind his back

"Hello boys" Crowley turned round "i've been expecting you"

He smiled to himself as he jumped down off the stage and walked oozing smugness with each stride towards the Winchesters, as he came a few feet before them he produced a small bottle of black thick liquid resembling the Leviathan goo they kept finding at crime scenes, he through the bottle towards Sam "here you go Moose, a present.. Now where's our dear friend Castiel? I heard you were back in touch I was hoping he'd join you on this little road trip"

"Cas isn't here" Sam responded closely studying the bottle Crowley gave him "you set us up didn't you, you planted the Leviathan blood?"

"Yes, well done Moose, now about Castiel, as you already know he betrayed me then tried to enslave me, one does not simply go without punishment trying to enslave the king of Hell"

"Not now Crowley" Dean huffed, he had clearly had enough of this conversation and he turned and walked away. In shock Sam and Crowley just stood there "Sam what just happened?"

Sam turned to Crowley looked at him then quickly scarpered off after his brother when he heard the sound of the impala's engine roar and rattle to life, leaving Crowley stood alone in confusion and frustration.

After an uncomfortable drive back to the motel Dean burst into the room Cas was sat in pointing at him "you, me, talk now" he barked walking back out of the room into the motel hall way.