A/N: Do NOT own anything of SPN.

Yep! You are seeing correctly. Two chapters in one day! Sorry about the horrible cliffie in the last chapter. It was cruel. But so worth it. If y'all haven't decided to hate me and stop reading, then here is chapter 7. Enjoy!

**** BY THE WAY! IMPORTANT! If you haven't read the updated version of Chapter 6, go read it now. One of the last paragraphs has been modified and more information has been added to it. If you have already read the paragraph while it consisted of information about Jason, disregard this note and continue on to Chapter 7. If not, GO BACK TO CHAPTER 6 RIGHT NOW PLEASE! Thank you. ^.^ Enjoy.****

Chapter 7- Day 4 & 5 (Friday & Saturday)

Cas tilted his head to the side in confusion. "How can you possibly know that, Dean? You were not in my dreams."

Dean placed his hand back over Cas's like he had done a little bit ago. "Cas, all those years ago…back when you were a kid dreaming about a little boy, there was a boy a few years older than you with green eyes and freckles dreaming about a boy a few years younger than him with scruffy black hair and blue eyes. He was lost. He didn't know what to do. The boy with the green eyes was trapped in his own world. His father became a drunk when his brother suddenly died from a cancer that he hadn't told anyone he had. The boy's father would get drunk every night and fall into a pit of madness. He went after the little boy's younger brother one night, but the boy stepped in and refused to move out of the way. The boy with the green eyes stepped in every night for months to make sure that his little brother didn't get hurt. The only thing that kept his sanity was his dreams. In his dreams, he made a friend. A friend who was going through a situation a lot like the one he was in and he was able to relate. They helped each other through it until one night the beatings stopped. The little boy's mother found out. You see, she'd been away on business a lot and didn't know what was going on. When she found out, she made the little boy's father go to rehab and get better."

Cas was listening intently to Dean's story, seeming to sober up a bit at the seriousness of the way Dean was talking. It was something about the look in Dean's eyes that glued Cas to his seat and had a knot building in his stomach.

"When the little boy's father came home, he didn't drink. He was nicer, didn't hit his children. He had become a different man. Over the course of a few years, he slowly became bitter. He yearned for the taste of the whiskey he'd drink, for the escape from his life, but he had made a promise to his family that he would stop, and he did. The little boy didn't see his friend in his dreams anymore. He missed his friend a lot. He'd confided in the boy with everything and trusted him with his life. Somehow, he knew that he'd see the little boy again one day and he hoped it would be in person. One day many years later, after the boy became a man, the little boy appeared to him in his dreams again. Nothing was happening in his life where he needed help, so he knew the boy did. He was there for him, he gave the little boy hope. He told him to keep going, to push through the pain and survive. It wasn't long before the little boy disappeared again. A year or so later, the man was in a car accident. Glass flew everywhere, cutting him. Once he succumbed to the darkness, he became trapped. He saw himself as he had when he was little, the same little boy who was scared of the darkness because the darkness brought pain. That's when the little blue-eyed boy from his childhood appeared to him and made him feel better. He was often alone, scared, waiting for the little boy to return since the little boy would have to leave, go back to his life. When he would return, they would talk and laugh, make each other feel better."

Cas's eyes filled with tears as realization was suddenly starting to hit him like a ton of bricks. He was starting to understand what Dean was telling him. He no longer felt intoxicated as the seriousness of the conversation eradicated the last traces of alcohol from his brain.

"One day the green-eyed boy told his friend about his little brother, that he needed to get back to him so he could protect him. He needed to get back to his little brother. He was waiting for him. The blue-eyed boy told the green-eyed boy to fight, fight the darkness and get back to his brother. The boy was scared though, he didn't know how to fight. His friend promised to be there for him, promised to help him, and he did. He turned into an angel and saved the little boy from his mind's version of Hell. He pulled him from Hell and sent him back to his little brother. He felt the sting of a handprint on his arm as he drifted away from the darkness and back to reality. The man opened his eyes and found his little brother waiting for him. He didn't tell anyone about the little boy who'd saved him from himself. He never saw that little boy again. Until one day he walked into a café, his favorite café, and saw the man the little boy, his friend, had become. He was there, in real life. He chalked it up to coincidence, similarities, maybe seeing the man as a kid when they were younger and putting his face onto his imaginary friend who would help him through the night. He put the very idea of it really being his friend to the back of his mind as he slowly began to befriend the man. They would see each other every day, sometimes more than once. He began to like the man and really wanted to get to know him better. So he came up with a plan, a way to really get to know who this man was. The man invited him back to his apartment for drinks even though he'd already had quite a few already and was getting to be drunk."

Cas swallowed, knowing full well what Dean was telling him, but he was speechless. He couldn't believe this was happening.

"The green-eyed man found some drawings. Drawings that indicated the blue-eyed man's existence in his dreams, but he didn't make the realization yet. They sat down on the couch and began to talk. The blue-eyed man was drunk and started talking about his past. He mentioned a little boy from his dreams, a boy with green eyes. Realization started to sink in for the man with green eyes as the blue-eyed man continued to tell his story of how he'd befriended a little boy and then pulled him from Hell years later. The green-eyed man realized that his friend, his angel, was sitting right in front of him."

Cas stared at Dean in wonder. A tear slipped down his cheek before he was able to stop it.
"How…?"

Dean shook his head. "I don't know, Cas. I don't know. What I do know is that we've known each other for years. We knew each other back when we were just kids who didn't know what the hell to do. We formed some kind of bond that never went away. I have no idea how it's even possible, but I do know that it happened. I'm not scared anymore, Cas."

Cas smiled and leaned towards Dean a little. "I am not either, Dean. What do we do?"

It was Dean's turn to smile as he leaned closer to Cas. "We make the most of it. I don't know about you, but…I don't want to miss you anymore."

Cas's smile widened as he closed the distance between them and their lips met. It was a slow kiss, a first kiss. One that they would look back on and always remember no matter where life would take them, whether it be away from each other or closer together.

Dean's hands made their way to Cas's waist and he pulled him closer. He didn't want to move too fast, but he wanted to be closer to him. His arms wrapped themselves around Cas's waist and he held him in place.

After a few minutes of kissing, they broke away and stared into each other's eyes. They both had smiles on their faces. Cas rested his head on Dean's shoulder as Dean started to rub his hand up and down Cas's back.

Cas looked up at Dean after a while, his smile still in place. "Why don't we go to bed?" Dean smiled mischievously at Cas and wiggled his eyebrows. "Damn, Cas, I didn't know you wanted to move that fast." Cas rolled his eyes at Dean's sarcastic tone.

"I merely meant so that neither of us have to sleep on the couch and I am getting tired. Also, I have been without you for years. I do not wish to be without you any longer than necessary."

Dean's smile turned genuine and he nodded. He stood, pulling Cas along with him. "Come on, Cas, let's get to bed."

They walked into the bedroom together, stripped down to their undershirts and boxers, and crawled into bed. Dean wrapped his arms around Cas and pulled him into his chest. Cas rolled onto his side and rested his head on Dean's chest. His right hand came up to rest on Dean's chest as well and he intertwined his fingers with Dean's left hand.

"Good night, Dean."

"Good night, my angel."

SPN

Cas awoke the next morning to the smell of coffee and bacon. He rolled over to see that Dean was no longer in bed. He stretched before getting out of bed and walking down the hallway towards the kitchen.

As he stepped into the kitchen, he spotted Dean standing in front of the stove cooking pancakes, eggs, and bacon while a pot of coffee was brewing. It all smelled amazing. Dean was still only wearing his undershirt and boxers as he hadn't bothered to put on his pants before coming out into the kitchen.

Cas walked up behind Dean quietly and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind, resting his chin on Dean's shoulder. "Good morning, Dean."

Dean smiled as he felt the arms around his waist and the rumble through his back from Cas's voice. He continued flipping the pancakes as he responded, "Good morning, Cas. How do you like your eggs?"

Cas smiled as he looked at all of the food. "Whatever way you make them will be just fine. You didn't have to go to all of this trouble, Dean."

He chuckled as he stirred the eggs. "Just wanted to do something nice. It's no big deal, really."

He continued cooking breakfast as Cas stepped away from him to get a cup of coffee. Dean turned off all of the burners and made them each a plate of food.

They ate in relative silence as they savored the food and just being in each other's company after so many years of only knowing each other through their dreams. Neither of them could believe that they had finally found each other.

Once they ate, they helped each other with the dishes and went out into the living room to talk. Once they sat down on the couch, Cas turned to Dean.

"I don't think we should tell anyone about the dreams. They would most likely assume us insane."

Dean chuckled and nodded, wrapping his arms around Cas and pulling him in closer. "I agree. I've never told anyone, so it doesn't bother me. And I'd rather not get carted off to the looney bin so soon after finally finding you. But…what do we tell them? I mean…now that we are together, I'm not going to be able to keep my distance."

Cas looked up at him with a soft expression. "Nor do I want you to keep your distance. They have been scheming to get us together since we met on Monday so I believe it is safe to presume they will not be surprised if we were to suddenly be in a relationship. It is quite obvious to them that we like each other."

Dean couldn't stop smiling. He loved how his life was. He had a successful business doing something he loved, he had a second job that brought in even more money that he didn't despise, he had a little brother who cared for him a great deal, he had awesome friends, and he had his angel.

He kissed the top of Cas's head before resting against it. "So, does that mean we're officially dating?"

He felt the rumble of Cas's laugh through his chest. "I believe so, yes. We are officially in a relationship, Dean."

SPN

Throughout the remainder of the day, they stayed together, not wanting to separate quite yet. All too soon, it became time for them to get Dean to his apartment so he could get ready for work. Cas got ready in his own apartment quickly so as not to make Dean late or have to rush.

Soon after they arrived at Dean's apartment complex and walked up to the apartment holding hands. They hadn't stopped talking, sharing stories, getting to know each other better. They wanted to know everything about each other, everything they'd missed during their years apart.

They walked into the apartment to find Sam sprawled on the couch and Gabe sleeping soundly next to him. Dean raised an eyebrow at the two before looking down at his watch, checking the time.

"Hey, Sammy, doesn't Gabe have to work at four?" Sam nodded, not looking away from the tv.

"Well, hate to break it to you, but so do I and four is in forty-five minutes. Might wanna wake sleeping beauty up."

Sam rolled his eyes, but still didn't take his eyes off of the tv, still not realizing that Dean hadn't come alone.

"I will here in a minute. So where have you been all day, Dean? You didn't come home last night and I was starting to get worried. Gabe mentioned you took Cas home last night but we figured you'd be back. Cas didn't kidnap you or anything, did he?"

"I did not kidnap your brother, Sam." Sam's head snapped towards the entrance where Dean and Cas were standing, still holding hands and smiling like idiots. Sam's face flushed red. His eyes shot down to their linked hands and a huge smile formed on his face. He leapt off of the couch, effectively knocking Gabe onto the floor and ran towards him.

He wrapped his arms around the two and almost lifted them off the ground with his enormous bear hug. "It's about damn time, you two! So, when did this happen? Last night? Today? What happened? How'd it happen? Details, Dean."

Dean laughed, rolling his eyes. Gabe was picking himself up off the floor with a groan, not aware as to why he'd been flipped onto the ground.

"What the hell, Samsquatch. Why did I just fall onto the floor? That wasn't a very comfortable way of waking up, you know."

Gabe looked up at the entrance where the three men were standing. His eyes also shot down to Dean and Cas's entwined hands and he grinned. Dean could have sworn he looked like the Cheshire cat at that moment.

"Well it's about damn time! Details. Now. Both of you. When, how, where, why, everything. Sit. Tell. Share. Come on!"

He pulled Sam over to the couch and they sat down, waiting. Dean sighed, rolling his eyes. He pulled Cas over to the arm chair and sat down, pulling Cas onto his lap, earning a blush from Cas.

Dean started, "Fine. I took Cas home, we had a couple of beers and got to talking. We kissed. Then we fell asleep. I woke up in the morning, made breakfast, and we talked some more. Then we made it official. We spent the day together, then we came here so I can get ready for work, which you also need to do since we go in at the same time. Are we all caught up?"

Sam rolled his eyes, but he knew that they wouldn't get any more out of him. "Yeah, we're all caught up. For now. Just warning you, Dean, I will get more out of you later."

Dean rolled his eyes once more as Gabe pointed at Cas. "Same with you, little brother. Oh, and Dean-o? If you lay a finger on my little brother, you and me. Won't be pretty. Kapiche?"

Dean smiled, nodding. "Understood, Chief. But do you really think I would? After getting rid of that douchebag? If I ever do that, I'll beat myself up, deal?"

Gabe seemed satisfied with the answer and nodded, extending his hand towards Dean who took it and shook. "Deal."

Cas smiled at Gabe's approval and turned around to look at Dean. He placed a hand on his cheek, fully aware that Sam and Gabe were watching, but he didn't care. He leaned down at planted his lips on Dean's. Dean wrapped his arms around Cas's waist tighter, not wanting the kiss to end.

Gabe's nose scrunched up and he looked at Sam. "Suddenly I know exactly how Dean-o feels when he complains about watching us. Something about watching your little brother make out with his boyfriend is a total turn-off."

Dean laughs against Cas's lips, but doesn't break away to respond. After a couple of minutes, he suddenly remembers that he still has to get ready for work. He pulls away from Cas reluctantly and smiles. "As much as I want to continue, I really do need to get ready for work."

Cas sighed, knowing full well that he had to get off of his lap. He placed another kiss on Dean's lips before sliding off his lap and allowing him to go get ready for work while he sat and talked with Sam. Gabe and Dean shared the bathroom, not while either was taking a shower, but just when they did their hair, brushed their teeth, ect.

Because they had to share the bathroom, it took a bit longer for both men to get ready. Once they were, they both emerged in the living room. Cas looked up as Dean walked into the room and couldn't resist the smile that appeared on his face at the sight of Dean, his boyfriend.

"Well, we're ready to go. What's the plan here? Gabe can ride with me to work so that the two of you have a car since both of your cars are currently at the Roadhouse. Considering you both were too drunk to drive last night."

He chuckled as he sat on the arm of the chair that Cas was sitting in. Cas placed his hand on Dean's back, rubbing it softly. Sam smiled at the two of them, happy for his big brother.

"That's fine with me. Cas and I can hang out here for a while if that's fine with him and then meet you at the bar later."

Dean nodded, looking down at Cas for confirmation. "That is fine with me. I was planning on going to the Roadhouse later like usual." Dean smiled down at Cas knowing he'd get to see him later at the bar. H glanced at his watch and winced.

"Shit, Gabe, come on. We're gonna be late. I'll see ya later, Sammy." He leaned down and kissed Cas goodbye, whispering in his ear that he'll see him later, and moved towards the door with Gabe right behind him.

They left Cas and Sam in the apartment as they made their way to work. They walked through the doors right on time and sighed in relief that they weren't late. Not that it would have mattered much before the bar was empty save for Ellen, Jo, Ash, and Benny.

Benny was the cook that Ellen had hired a few weeks ago after the cook had suddenly quit. Dean walked in with a smile on his face as he said hello to everyone. Jo appeared next to Dean with a suspicious look on her face.

"Spill. Why are you so happy?"

Dean rolled his eyes at her as he moved to stand behind the counter while Gabe parked himself on one of the stools and talked to Ellen and Ash. Benny was in the kitchen getting prepared for tonight.

"Can't I just be happy, Jo? Does there need to be a reason? Or can I just simply be enjoying being alive, having good friends, a successful business, and an awesome little brother? Not to mention no parents in sight. It's just a good day."

Jo stared him down, determined to figure out what was going on. She turned to look at Gabe. "Gabe! What's going on with Dean? Why's he happy?" Dean shot him a death glare saying, "You better not tell her. I want to in my own way."

He nodded covertly and looked at Jo. "Why, I have no idea. He was shut tight like a clam on the ride here. Maybe we'll get it out of him later."

She reluctantly relented and left Dean to his duties while she got prepared for tonight herself. The night turned into a blur as a lot of people started coming through the door. A lot of alcohol was served, which kept Gabe and Dean busy while they waited for their boyfriends to show up.

It was a good hour or so into the rush when Sam and Cas walked through the door. Dean looked up as he had been doing every time the door opened. A smile instantly appeared on his face as he caught sight of Cas.

He was wearing dark wash jeans with a black v-neck shirt that clung to his body. Dean gulped as he took in Cas's appearance. Gabe appeared beside Dean, nodding at his brother's attire. "It seems my Samsquatch talked little Cassie into changing it up a bit. Careful there, Dean-o. Wouldn't want you to be caught drooling over your new boyfriend by Jo. That'd be certain to tip her off."

He rolled his eyes, but closed his mouth since it had fallen open. Cas and Sam took seats at the end of the bar, trying to stay out of the way of the other customers. Dean made his way over to them and smiled.

"Glad you two could make it." He placed ice cold beers in front of both of them, winked at Cas, and walked away. Jo had watched the entire encounter. From the time the two had sat down to where Dean had winked at Cas. She was very curious.

She waited throughout the night until a good majority of the customers had left. It had taken a few hours given it was a Saturday night, but she was patient. There were only a few people left at the bar, a couple of occupied tables, and a group playing pool in the back. She walked over to where Gabe and Dean were talking to Sam and Cas at the bar.

She wrapped her arm around Dean's shoulders, making him jump since he hadn't been paying much attention to anything other than Cas.

He turned and looked at her. "Don't sneak up on me like that. What's up?" She smiled widely at him before standing on his tiptoes and pulling him down a bit so she could reach his ear. She whispered into his ear, making him blush and look down at the bar in silence.

Her smile widened as she looked over to see the three other men watching the two curiously. Her eyes locked on Cas as she tried to figure out just what about the man was making Dean so happy. She'd figured out that it had been Cas who had made Dean walk in with a smile on his face, but why?

"Okay, Dean. It's time to spill. I've given you enough time." He looked up at her with a mischievous smile.

"You really wanna know why?" She nodded furiously, looking expectantly at Dean. Gabe rolled his eyes. "Oh come on, Dean-o. Just tell her. She's your best friend. She deserves to know."

Jo looked at Gabe in shock. "Wait, Gabe knows and I don't?! What the hell, Dean!"

Dean threw a glare at Gabe, that was obviously lost since he was smiling at Sam. "Fine. How about this for an answer."

He stepped away from Jo and moved around to the other side of the bar. He walked up to Cas, turned him towards him, and placed a nice long kiss on his lips. Jo gasped as she watched Cas relax into the kiss instead of freezing up like he would have if it would have been their first.

When they broke away, she stared at Dean in shock. "So you did it? You grew some balls and did it?"

Dean rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Yes, Jo. I did it. Or he did. Whatever, we both did. It was mutual, I guess." She shrieked in excitement and started jumping up and down.

"Oh my goodness! It's about damn time!"

Dean looked down at Cas slightly amused. "You notice how every time someone finds out they say that it's about damn time?"

Cas chuckled and nodded. "Yes, I have noticed that, but I wasn't going to say anything."

He smiled and looked up at Jo as he wrapped an arm around Cas's shoulders. "So, are you satisfied now?"

"Oh, hell no. I want details. When did it happen? Where, how? Tell me, Dean! Right now!"

He laughed and shook his head. "Nah, I'll make you wait for the juicy details until Monday morning. That should be long enough to torture you."

She gaped in horror that she would have to wait that long to learn more about what had happened between the two. Frankly, she wasn't that surprised that Dean was making her wait. She figured he just didn't want to go into every detail and gossip like they sometimes do in front of his new boyfriend. She nodded reluctantly and smiled. She couldn't wait until Monday.

What did y'all think? I did my best to crank it out today instead of keeping it going and not finishing it. Mainly because of the horrible cliffie last chapter. What did you think about the huge turn in things?