"So, you're the Winchesters, huh?" Balthazar asked, raising the cup of coffee to his lips and looking over to the pair of men standing awkwardly next to the impala.

Dean glared in the other direction while Sam nodded. "I assume we're not very welcome here, in his life I mean." Sam said, hands stuffed in his pockets awkwardly.

Balthazar shook his head. "No, actually. You're probably more welcome at this point than I am. I know too much." He teased, wiggling his fingers at them. "See, you two are the part of his life he used to brood over, but he's moved on, or he swears he has. I think you came at the just right time. Cassie's become a bit of a recluse and you will probably bring him out of his funk. Into another of course, but change is good."

"That made no sense." Dean growled, looking over to Balthazar, who only shrugged.

"Made sense to me."

"Tell me, where did you come in? I mean, obviously you didn't know him when he knew us but, it seems like you've known him for a while." Sam asked, trying to diffuse the tension building between the two.

Balthazar laughed and leaned against the wall more. "It was college, freshman year, well, his freshman year. I was already a sophomore and thinking about changing my major when I met him. We were at a party, he was dragged in by his sister who was also a sophomore, Anna, and Gabriel. The alcohol was flowing when we were finally introduced."

"Cas, this is Bal, Bal, Cas, have fun." Anna said, shoving a cup into Castiel's hand and walking away. Castiel was fresh faced and brand new here, probably dragged out of his dorm to go to this party, away from studying or something, but he was adorable.

His large blue eyes looked to Balthazar and he blushed a tad. "Hi." He said simply, timidly.

"Hey." Balthazar said with a chuckle leaning back into the couch he sat on. "Come on, darling, don't be that way, sit down, you're making me nervous." He teased, shifting to give more room next to him for Castiel to sit down. When he did, Balthazar dropped his arm around Cas' shoulders. "Toast to new friends." He said, hitting his red solo cup against Castiel's and taking a drink.

It took three more cups for Castiel to loosen up, dancing with Balthazar to blaring music while most others just made out or jumped in time to the music. "Tell me something, Cassie, have you ever been with a man?" Balthazar asked into Castiel's ear, still having to yell for the boy to hear him.

Castiel nodded, grinding against Balthazar to the music. "Once." He admitted, looking up to Balthazar through his thick eyelashes, vision blurred by the beer. Balthazar couldn't help himself, he leaned down and kissed Castiel's neck, breathing hotly against it as he pulled Castiel closer.

"Would you like to stop by my place? I have an apartment near here."

"Yes."

"Christ. You fucked him the first night you met?" Dean cursed, looking over to Balthazar who shrugged.

"Can you blame me? You know how he looked back then. Anyway-"

They fell into Balthazar's bed as a tangle of limbs and falling clothes. Castiel sucked a mark on Bal's neck, while his hands traveled across Cas' bare skin. "Fuck, Cassie, use those lips for something better." Balthazar said, working at his belt, inhaling sharply as Castiel started mouthing down his chest.

"Please, can we just skip this?" Sam asked, eyes squinting at Balthazar, trying hard not to think of the two fucking, let alone the description.

"Fine, you two are no fun."

The next morning, Castiel not only had a hangover, but he wouldn't stop crying. Balthazar tried his best to comfort the boy, but Castiel refused to have it and left after he pulled his clothes on. Balthazar finally saw him again about a week later in the library while Castiel was reading. "Hey, Cas." Balthazar said, sitting next to the boy.

Castiel blushed darkly and refused to look at him for a while until he realized that Balthazar had no intention on leaving until they spoke. "Listen, about that morning..."

"I'm guessing it has to do with someone named Dean?" Balthazar asked, resting his chin on his hands.

Castiel looked down and sighed. "I said his name... didn't I?"

"I don't really mind, it's not the first time someone's said someone else's name when I was shagging them." Balthazar said with a chuckle, making Castiel look away and frown.

"I'd like it if we went on like that night never happened."

"First, you have to tell me your story, Cassie, and your major." Balthazar said with a grin, leaning back in his chair.

Castiel stared at Balthazar for a long moment before smiling a tad. "I'm not going to be able to get rid of you any time soon, am I?"

"Four long years with me at least, Cassie. Maybe we can try again sometime along the line." Balthazar said, grinning when he finally heard Castiel laugh.

"Not likely."

"We never did try again. He and I just ended up being really weird friends." Balthazar said with a shrug, looking over to the door of the hospital as it opened. Castiel and Gabriel walked out, the two quiet for obviously different reasons. "Hey Cassie, how are you feeling?"

"I'm good, got most of my work done too." Castiel answered with a grin, looking over to Sam and Dean, walking over to them and smiling. "Thank you, both of you, for helping me today." He said, looking between them. "I'm not sure how long you two will be in town but it would be nice to have dinner together or something. I hope we run into each other on better terms soon."

"Dinner would be nice, how about we talk about it later, we are in town on business, but I'm sure we will have some time to kill." Sam said, smiling at how... willing to talk to them Castiel was. "But if you need absolutely anything, here's the number of the hotel room we're in." Sam scribbled the number down on a small piece of paper before handing it to him.

Castiel took the paper with a smile. "Thank you, I'll be sure to remember that." He said, putting it in his pocket. "It really was good to see you, Sam. You too, Dean."

Dean had been looking away from Castiel until he heard his name, looking finally over to him and feeling his breath catch in his throat. Castiel still struck him just by looks, and he knew it was going to be a huge problem while they were in town, because he couldn't say no to Sam, and Sam wanted to fix things. He always wanted to fix things.