A/N: Okay, I know it's been a while and I apologise for that but I've graduated now [cheers] and I'm on study leave which means apart from work I have buckets of time in which I can write for you wonderful people. I feel like I have way more inspiration now that school's depressing dream drainer has gone from my brain, forever. Look forward to regular updates again. This has some Sabriel, yay. It's also pretty long because I just got inspiration for Sam and Gabe's day out and didn't want to cut out the party either so yeah, you get both.

Dean walked across the room to his beaming best friend, legs slightly shaky from something he couldn't quite place completely. Jo looked between the two boys and her stomach dropped a little as she saw a gleam in Dean's eye when he looked at Castiel that he never had when he looked at her. She shook that thought away and set about putting her plan into action, she hadn't put this much effort into looking good for nothing. Flipping her hair casually she nudged Dean when came he over, intercepting him on his path to talk to Cas.

"Hey! You look great!" She said with a flash of a smile.

"Yeah- thanks, uh, Cas, what, I mean," He cleared his throat, still not looking at Jo as he attempted to keep his eyes from raking appreciatively over the other boy, and failed judging from the blush that spread across his cheeks.

"You look, uh, different, mean." He managed and Castiel nodded, a shy smile on his lips.

"Dean, once everyone's gone we're gonna' play spin the bottle!" Jo squealed and Dean gulped slightly with a glance over to Cas, before putting on a casually annoyed face.

"Aw, come one, Jo, that game's stupid." Dean groaned.

"You love it!" Jo laughed hopefully and Castiel frowned, confused at the exchange.

"What's so fun about spinning the bottle?" Castiel asked, brow furrowed and Dean couldn't help but smirk.

"Nothing, Cas, it's as dumb as it sounds." Jo shoved him.

"Ignore him, Cas." She snorted and waved as Becky, Adam and Bella came over. Dean couldn't help but wonder when Cas' girlfriend would turn up and his stomach turned at his own thought.

"I need a drink," He sighed and walked away, leaving Castiel staring after, a little confused at his sudden turn in spirits.

"Hey guys," Adam said, unable to help the smile when Jo beamed at him.

"Hey, where's Dean going looking so sour?" Chuck asked with a chuckle and Jo snorted.

"He's gone to psych himself up for spin the bottle." She laughed and Becky shrieked."

"I hope I get Dean, that would be a crazy story to tell!" She yipped and Jo turned dark eyes onto.

"I don't understand, what's the object of the game?" Castiel asked in true curiosity, how could someone 'get' someone else with a bottle? He should've tried to catch up on party lingo beforehand.

"Is he for real?" Becky squawked, outraged. Chuck chuckled and Jo opted to, if a little cruelly, leave him in the dark.

"You'll see, Cas. Anyway, just remember to always obey the rules and play the game, otherwise there'll be a punishment and if you really want to be part of the gang then you have to play." She said seriously and Castiel nodded, unsure.

"I understand, only, you haven't told me the rules." He gulped. The other three wondered if perhaps it was a little mean but it would be amusing all the same, and hey, it was only a game.

XXXXXXX

Earlier, Sam had dragged Gabe off to God knows where, Sure, Gabe was a little wary but he trusted the kid and what the heck, no harm in going to some random place for a couple of hours and skipping school and getting killed by his older brother later, right?

"It's not just your secret lair or dungeon, is it?" Gabe joked and Sam snorted.

"Not quite,"

"Damn," Gabe muttered throwing a wink at which Sam laughed loudly. When they actually arrived, after severe lack of direction from Sam and reckless driving from Gabe it was nearly 11:30.

"Okay, so where are we?" Gabe asked, surveying his surroundings. There was a huge building surrounded by acres of greenland – it looked like a private estate almost. Sam looked slightly apprehensive as he got out of the car.

"It's a museum." He said hopefully, carefully assessing Gabe's reaction to check he didn't think he was a complete geek but this was Sam's all time favourite place and he'd only been here twice before. Gabriel, sensing Sam's nervousness simply nodded and began walking. Sure, he wasn't thrilled at the idea that it was some nerdy field trip but he didn't mind being around Sam and they might have a vending machine or a gift shop, win win.

Sam breathed out slightly, allowing himself to relax a little knowing Gabe most likely wasn't going to bolt but was still a little cautious that perhaps this wasn't Gabriel's scene. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but become excited when they got inside. Smelling the fragrance of antiquity Sam's smile began to grow immediately and damn if it wasn't contagious.

The place was huge, Gabriel had never been to this scale of museum, it was more like a giant house with the rooms converted to be little areas of knowledge behind each door they came across. Slowly Gabe began to see why Sam enjoyed it so much. It was endless and endlessly interesting too.

After investigating the Jurassic period, 16th century America and Tudor England in some depth through different doors it was now about quarter to one.

"Sam, I'm hungry," Gabriel whined, dragging his feet like a toddler in a shopping centre. Sam tore his eyes from a nearby sculpture and nodded with a natural smile.

"Come on, let's get some food from the café." He said with his smile still in place and Gabriel felt a stir in his gut and gulped slightly as he smiled in return. What was even going on? How had he managed to somehow get from giving Dean's nerdy brother a lift to school to a freaking lunch date in a museum with a cute junior. Wait, date? Who said it was a date? No one. It wasn't a date. It was just two guys, completely platonically, going to get something to eat, after spending the morning together, alone. Crap.

Sam was feeling a little dizzy. Gabriel was proving more than a little receptive to the random facts he spouted and the somewhat eccentric design of museum. It was a weekday so it was practically dead and they could walk leisurely for hours and almost never happen upon another party. It all seemed too coincidental. And why hadn't Gabe asked to leave yet? Sam couldn't help but be thankful, though he wasn't quite sure why. He'd never desired company before but this time was different, he was enjoying sharing this with Gabe which was rare as he'd never shared this place with anyone, frightened they'd ruin it for him.

Reaching the café t was a huge empty hall with a food court. Gabriel made a bee line for the trays and grabbed every different sweet thing he could see. Sam took a salad shake and a box of pasta with chicken and sweetcorn.

"What are you, a rabbit?" Gabriel said, slightly horrified at his choice of sustenance.

"No, I'm just not an aspiring diabetic." Sam retorted with a smirk and Gabe recoiled.

"Oh, snap girlfriend. Kitty got claws." He snapped his fingers with sass and then carried on collecting his junk food, smile irremovable from his features. Yet again. The cashier, a young, good looking, muscled teen, looked surprised when they got to the counter.

"Sam! You're back, I was wondering when you'd turn up," He grinned.

"Have you seen the new aquatic discovery display on the second floor?" He said with excitement and Sam sparked.

"What? No. I didn't know Jenny was planning on any new displays!"

"Yeah! I was gonna' ring you but I don't have your number, so you should-" Gabriel cleared his throat slightly, feeling like a third wheel and forcing himself not to stink eye the guy behind the counter, labelled 'Dick', appropriate name.

"Oh, sorry, Dick, this is Gabe my, uh, he's my friend." Sam stuttered slightly and Dick simply nodded distastefully and Gabe grinned at him.

"Well, come on, Sammy, let's not keep him from his work, sweetie." He laughed and linked arms with Sam, fluttering his eyelashes at Dick with a giggle and dragging Sam off skipping leaving Dick glaring after him. Sam looked at him, eyes incredulous but amused.

"Seriously? What?" Sam asked as they sat down, bemused. Gabe waved at Dick from their table and Dick seemed to storm of from behind the counter and Gabriel laughed wickedly.

"Oh, your boyfriend's jealous!" He cackled and Sam turned scarlet.

"What're you talking about?" He bluffed, forking a mouthful of pasta.

"Don't play dumb, gigantor, Dick wants him some Sammy sushi," He gave his trademark wink with a mouthful of muffin.

"You seemed pretty quick to cut him off." Sam said, feigning nonchalance but secretly revelling in his revenge when Gabriel spluttered on his muffin.

"I was, er, I was like, protecting your virtue. You're welcome!" He snapped, filling his mouth with a huge spoonful of particularly sticky, sticky toffee pudding which he instantly regretted, but alas, his fate was sealed.

"Right, so if I just, for example, came onto you, right now, you'd completely push me away because you care that much about my 'virtue'?" Sam said experimentally, gauging Gabe's response and had a celebratory salad shake slurp at the choking he prompted.

Gabriel attempted to object but sticky toffee pudding was literally lining his throat as he choked on his pudding and his words. He could feel his cheeks gaining a few shades of rouge but come one, Sam had just completely fried his brain. This kid was unbelievable.

"You okay there?" Sam asked innocently and Gabriel turned narrowed eyes onto him as he chugged coca cola and finally managed to unclog the pudding from his throat.

"That pudding is dangerous." He said quietly, avoiding Sam's gaze slightly, still feeling heated. What was he trying to do to him? After they'd finished Sam had to forcibly drag Gabe to the new aquatic display which he criticised mercilessly and it had absolutely nothing to do with that Dick suggesting it. Nope. Absolutely not.

They then ventured higher and explored rooms dedicated to outer space and interplanetary communication and then further to rooms filled with endangered plants and fossilised animals. They looked through the staggering information on the World Wars, Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Hitler, they saw the origin of the noodle and watched slideshows on the intuitiveness of dolphins. It was exhausting and fascinating and Gabriel couldn't help but admit he was actually having fun.

Every new door was something new that Sam's eyes would grow wide and his smile would grow even bigger. Every time he found something exciting or shocking or interesting he'd grab Gabe's arm or even one time his hand and pull him over to make him see it too and it was impossible not to reciprocate his enthusiasm. It was just so infectious. Every so often in the occasional glint in Sam's eye when he looked at him, or when he took Gabe's hand to show him something, he felt a little spark of electricity and gulped down as he felt the rumble of his powers stirring and it was a completely new experience, no one had ever provoked such a strong reaction from Gabe before and he was beginning to understand Castiel's dilemma.

Sam was having an amazing day. He loved being able to share his excitement and intrigue with Gabriel and having someone there to make jokes and question and spin things and put angles on things that he would've never thought of before.

The end of the day came all too soon and after thoroughly ransacking the gift shop they each presented things to each other. Gabriel gave (his hilariously thought out) moose carving key ring to Sam who wins every award for best bitchface. Sam gave Gabe a key ring which was in the shape of an ice cream and you could pull the top off and inside was a tiny amount of sparkly lip gloss and Gabriel laughed harder than he had in a long time.

Getting in the car they were still chatting and laughing and joking and they only actually left the car park at 10:30 much to Gabe's surprise.

"I had a great day, Gabe, seriously. Thanks." Sam said sleepily and Gabriel felt a surge of sparks reach his fingertips as they itched to close the gap to Sam's and he desperately tried to keep them under control.

"Uh, yeah, uh, sure thing, kiddo." He smiled nervously. Luckily Sam had fallen asleep and didn't see his discomfort. Gabriel let his head fall back onto the head rest as he wondered when he'd gotten in so deep.

XXXXXXX

They all sat crowded in Balthazar's wine cellar and most of the group were feeling tipsy. Giggles and uninhibited hands and loud whispers before Balthazar adjourned the company.

"Okay, guys, let's get this party started." He laughed with an empty bottle in one hand and a half empty one in the other. Dean, surprisingly had remained pretty painfully sober, with just a touch of alcohol, taking the edge off slightly. Castiel, of course, had remained totally sober, despite people's best efforts.

"Cas, where's your girl?" Dean asked, blasé and Castiel glanced at him from his left.

"Dean, she, uh-" But Castiel didn't get a chance to put things straight before Balthazar was cheering and spinning the bottle. The first unlucky candidate was a nervous looking Chuck who rolled his eyes and watched the dreaded bottle spin, praying that it wouldn't land on Becky because he didn't think he could handle it, not after last time. The bottle came to a stop on Bella who hooted with laughter.

"Come on, honey." She said laughingly and Chuck smiled as he put a palm to his face and trudged off with her to the tiny well placed closet in the cold corner of the room, which was locked behind them for five minutes whilst the group laughed and joked before letting them out, Chuck with a huge grin on his face and lipstick also on most of it and Bella snickering. Balthazar looked a little less cheery on the next spin.

The bottle slowed and came dangerously close to Cas, but eventually slid onto Ash who gave a bountiful 'booyah' and fist pump before eagerly awaiting to see who his pair would be. He was, naturally, utterly drunk. Everyone watched half-excited, half-paranoid as the bottle span impossibly fast and landed on Becky. Everyone laughed hysterically as they stumbled off to the closet, looking far too drunk to be wise and spent their five minutes before emerging, Becky's shirt ruffled and Ash's eyes blood shot as he looked shell-shocked. Castiel gulped. Did they have to fight each other in that closet?

"Dean, what do we have to do in the closet?" Castiel asked, his voice tremoring slightly as he recalled Jo's words of warning.

"We have to- I mean, you have to, uh, you like…" Dean rubbed the back of his neck and was happily distracted by a cheer from Jo as it landed on her. She grinned at him and he smiled half heartedly in return. Balthazar span the bottle again and, much to Dean's dismay, and Jo's delight, it landed on him. He grimaced as everyone roared with laughter.

"Yeah, yeah, come one, guys. Jo's like my sister, don't be gross. Spin it again, Balth." He said easily, unaware of Jo's heart quietly cracking next to him. Nor was anyone else as Balthazar laughed and span it again and it landed on Adam who sighed.

"Jo, you don't have to-" Adam started but Jo didn't think she could handle facing them for another minute.

"It's fine, come on." She snapped and dragged him to the closet, ignoring the cat calls and wolf whistles as she did so. When she got inside she shifted awkwardly, hearing the door lock. She turned her eyes shamefully to the floor.

"Sorry, Adam, I can't-" Adam cut her off with a smile.

"Jo, I get it. I don't expect you to." And he sat down. She slid down next to him and she huffed out a shaky breath.

"I feel like an idiot." She said, her voice quivering as she bit down on her lip.

"Why?" Adam asked.

"I knew I'd be wasting my time but, but I had to give it one more shot and get shot down again." She huffed out, pulling herself together.

"At least now I know I'm officially okay to move on. Shouldn't have made such an effort for nothing." She laughed sadly.

"I think you look really pretty." Adam said, his voice steady as he tried not to over play things. She laughed.

"What, even in a dark creepy cellar closet thing which you were forced to be in and my hair looks crap and I didn't even-" Adam cut her off putting a hand to her chin and pulling her lips to met his ever so gently and sweetly for a second or two before swiftly pulling away and clearing his throat.

"Yeah." He said to his hands, clasped on his knees. Jo stared for a second before leaning into Adam and kissing him soundly, taking him by surprise. They came back to the group, hand in hand, much to the squealing of the girls and the winks from the guys.

Balthazar got back to work and span the bottle landing yet again on Jo who laughed and hid her face behind her hands as she glanced at a smiling Adam. Spinning the bottle again everyone erupted in sound as it landed on Bella who giggled madly, winking at Jo who laughed crazily.

"Seriously?" Jo said and everyone suddenly became nodding dogs. Ash appeared to be drooling as he stared after them.

"Dean, what are they doing in there, is it some form of ritual?"

"Cas, will you chill out." Dean said with another sip of beer as he watched Jo and Bella go, hearing their promise that they wouldn't chicken out and, knowing Bella, they wouldn't. By this time everyone was drunk, everyone except Dean and Castiel who remained unaffected as Ash passed out, Chuck took off his shirt and Adam began trimming Balthazar's hair.

When the girls emerged Jo was bright red and Bella slapped her behind cheekily and she gasped with a laugh and everyone was in fits.

"Okay," Balthazar slurred.

"Last one before we go upstairs." He said. Dean prayed, please, please, just let him be spared this one time. The bottle span, pointing it's ugly head at each person in turn before landing on Castiel who paled. Everyone stared, buzzing with excitement as they watched to see who would get to taint Cas' innocence and everyone was convinced it must've been rigged when it slowed and stopped on Dean who gawped.

"Aw, come on, seriously?" He shouted over the hysterics and they were pushed, shoved and dragged into the closet before being locked in.

"We're not letting you out until you've done it, and I'll know if you haven't because Castiel can't lie to save his life!" Jo squealed, cackling away. Dean rubbed a hand over his face, this was ridiculous.

After convincing a utterly confused Castiel to try and lie and say he'd done 'it' the group asked him what exactly he'd done which, of course he couldn't answer and Jo's dreaded punishment came about. They were shoved back into the cold closet, the door was locked and the group dispersed upstairs.

"See you in the morning, lover boys," Was all they heard before the door slammed shut and Dean kicked the door in annoyance at his drunken douchebags of friends. This was like an awful teen movie, a cringey one. There was no light in the closet and so it took a while for Dean's eyes to adjust as he saw his friend standing uncomfortably in the dark.

"Dean, Jo said I wouldn't truly become part of the group until I had completed whatever it is we are required to do." Dean rolled his eyes.

"That's a load of crap, Cas."

"No, Dean, I'm serious, everyone else did it, I don't want to be the odd one out. Please could you show me what to do, it can't be that horrible can it?" He asked, nerves plain in his voice and Dean's cracked as he replied.

"No, it's not that…"

"Please, Dean," Castiel practically begged, his eyes penetrating the darkness and Dean gulped. Why did he have to say it like that?

"You really want to?" He asked, not quite believing his own words as he saw Castiel nod frantically.

"Fine. Close your eyes, Cas." He said, his voice waning under the strain of pressure he was putting on it. He saw Cas' frown.

"Why?"

"Just, just trust me, okay?" Castiel said no more and closed them instantly.

A/N: Hope this chapter was okay, it was way longer than I originally planned it I just got this idea of Sam's favourite place in my head and I wanted o do it justice and everything. I will be updating normally again! Please review, I read them all and they help me so much! Please let me know what you thought, what you'd like to see, etc. Hope you enjoyed. Thanks for reading! Izzie.