"Bella Vista? It's a bit… fancy for us don't you think Sammy."
"Come on Dean, we are meeting someone here. They have looked into these disappearances and I think that they will be able to help us out." Sam sighed; he knew this would be the hardest part, getting his brother into a fancy restaurant. Why it couldn't be a diner somewhere, he will never know.
"They better be worth it." Dean muttered, accepting defeat. Sam hid a smile as he walked in, walking to a waiter stood at the front who promptly showed them to a table set for 4. They both looked around amazed, inside was beautiful and the smell of Italian food was enough to make their stomachs roar with hunger. Within seconds they had their noses buried in the menu; Sam was looking at their range of salads while Dean was looking at the calzone section.
"You know what Sammy maybe this isn't so bad." The way Sam's face lit up was criminal, there's no way anyone should be so pleased that their brother likes a restaurant.
They had ordered their food, for the first time in a while they were talking. Talking properly, not about hunts or about their biggest problem at the time, but about their messed up lives and, although Dean would deny it (a bit to chick-flick for him), feelings. Then Dean's face froze, mid –sentence and he looked positively horrified. When Sam turned around he was met by Castiel's piercing blue eyes and Balthazar's blinding smile.
"Balthazar! Good to see you." Sam said with a smile, pulling him into a friendly hug. Sam almost meant it.
"Sam, a pleasure. As always." The smile from Balthazar spoke chapters, although he was being sarcastic, he actually meant it and for some reason that made Sam smile. Dean and Cas were still a bit shocked, but a ghost of a smile was on Cas' lips and the smile was showing in Dean's eyes.
"Why don't you sit here with us? It looks like the people we were expecting aren't coming." Sam said after spotting the hidden smile from Dean, which he knew meant he did want to sort this out with Cas.
"That sounds great, but Cassie what do you think?" Balthazar replied shooting him a questioning glare. Although Cas didn't reply, he did pull out the chair across from Dean and sat down. Balthazar and Sam smiled, it was going as planned. As they began to talk to each other, their brothers were both struggling to think about how to overcome the uncomfortable silence that was drowning them.
"Dean, I, umm, think. Well, you know. And that maybe if, you don't have too-" Cas stuttered, struggling to finish a coherent sentence.
"Shh. Cas, at first I wasn't sure how to feel. About this, about you I guess. God this is such a chick flick moment." Dean cringed before continuing. "Thing is, I want to be there for you to help you deal with your new found feelings and you know, deep down I think that I… I feel the same way." He finished almost questioningly. The smile that had lit up Cas' face was beautiful, even Dean had admitted that.
"Thank Dad" Was all Cas said before he took Dean's hand and they zapped off. Sam and Balthazar smiled at each other, both taking a minute to silently congratulate themselves. Then a waiter approached, looking silently confused at the change in customers before just placing down their food.
"Nice choice, the calzone is delicious." Balthazar commented between mouthfuls of food.
"Yeah, whatever. Won't be so happy when you drop dead."
"Angel's don't suffer Sammy." They both smiled, they talked and now their brothers are together, they prepared for a lot of time with each other. It was a start of a beautiful 'friendship'.
In a little motel room not too far from the restaurant Cas and Dean were lying next to each other, both breathing heavily. For the first time, Dean felt relaxed and safe. Castiel knew then and there that feelings weren't as dreadful as he first thought.
Angel's don't suffer, but they don't feel either and now Castiel knows which one is worse.