Attempt #1

Sam

Sam looked at himself in the mirror and smirked at his handiwork. He had successfully made himself look sick. Now it was time to work somemagic. Sam grabbed a cup of milk and splashed it into the toilet, making gagging noisesvas if he was actually throwing up. There was a knock at the door.

"Hey, Sammy, you okay in there?" Sam grinned. It was Dean. Perfect

Sam opened the door a crack. "I'm sick," he said, making his voice hoarse. "I won't be able to go on the hunt with you, so you'll have to take Cas instead,"

Dean looked behind him and nodded his head. "Alright, where are we going?" He asked, looking back at Sam. Sam pulled out a oieace of paper with an address on it and handed it to him. Dean thanked him and left, telling Cas to gcome with him. Castiel stayed behind and touched Sam's forehead.

"You shouldn't feel sick anymore," he said.

"Thanks, Ca-" but Cas was gone.

Sam grinned. Everything was going perfectly.

When Dean and Cas arrived at the address, it was an understatement to say that they were surprised. They were parked in front of a big colourful bar with neon signs hanging outside. Dean could hear the music from outside in the Impala. He sighed. Sam really knew where to get the best cases.

Castiel got out of the car first, standing there squinting at the bright lights. Dean patted his back when he got out and went up to the front doors. "Let's go, Cas," he said.

Castiel was hesitant, but he followed Dean anyway. They exchanged a look before opening the door. When they were finally inside, heads turned to look at them. Men turned to look at them. Dean let out a sarcastic laugh.

"What is so funny?" Cas asked, his face scrunched up in confusion and his head tilted to the side.

"Sam sent us to a freaking gay bar!" Dean yelled over the music, "I thought I was gonna get laid tonight, but I guess not," he added jokingly.

There was a look on Castiel's face that he couldn't place, so Dean told him to stay put as he went to get a few drinks for them. He patiently stood by the bar and waited, occasionally glancing back at a very lost looking Castiel. When Dean looked back one final time, he saw a drunk man talking to Cas. Dean watched on as the man suddenly wrapped his arms around the Angel and started slow dancing with him. Dean squinted as the man turned Cas around, leaving Cas's back turned to Dean.

It was ridiculous how jealous he felt, and Cas didn't seem to be resisting. But his jealousy quickly turned to rage when the song changed and the drunk man started grinding on Castiel. Dean stormed over to them, ignoring the bartender when he asked what Dean wanted to drink. When Dean walked up to them, Cas was facing his direction again. His eyes were wide and his expression was almost frantic. Dean growled and tapped the man's shoulder, ready for a fight when the guy turned around and smiled.

"Oh! Sorry, are you two...together?" he asked.

"Uh...y-yeah! Yeah, this is my boyfriend you're hitting on!" Dean exclaimed, wrapping an arm around Castiel's waist and pulling him close.

"Oh I'm sorry! You two look cute together!" the man grinned, winked at them, and stumbled away, finding another man to flirt with.

Dean kept his arm around Cas, whose eyes were still wide. "Come on, let's get out of here," Dean said, guiding them towards the door.

"What about the case...?" Cas asked, his voice seeming far away.

"Screw it, let's just get back to the motel,"

The car ride back was silent, Dean mulling over what happened that night, and Castiel's heart racing.

Sam had just got out of the shower when the love birds got back from the bar. Dean had barged right in, already yelling at Sam, whereas Cas meekly followed behind him, an awkward expression and a blush on his face.

"What the hell, Sam? There wasn't even a case there!" Dean yelled.

"I thought there was," Sam said, pretending to sound confused.

"Cas got ground on, Sam!" Dean raged, pointing to Castiel, who was now sitting stiffly in a chair.

Sam couldn't help but chuckle slightly. "Sorry, Cas,"

The Angel didn't answer. He merely flicked his eyes around the room, avoiding the brothers' looks.

"Good job, Sam, you freaking broke him!"

Sam sighed and shook his head. That plan had failed, but his next one would work. He would make sure it would.

Gabriel

A couple of days after the bar incident, Gabriel appeared inside of the Winchester's motel room. The brothers were asleep at the moment, leaving him to stand over Dean's bed against the wall. He had made sure that he was invisible to both Angels and Humans alike before arriving. His plan? Get Castiel in the same bed as Dean Winchester. Only, Castiel wasn't there at the moment. Gabriel looked around the room again. Still no Castiel. Frowning, he placed a finger on Dean's forehead and made him call out to the Angel.

Not even a second passed before Castiel was standing in front of Dean's bed. Dean was awake now, and about to get up when he found that he couldn't.

"Dean?" Castiel asked, tilting his head.

"I can't move, Cas," Dean said, seeming to struggle under an invisible weight.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know! Just help me up, man!"

Castiel awkwardly took Dean's hand and tried to pull him up, but he found he couldn't. He pulled and flapped his wings, and yet, he still couldn't pull the hunter out of the bed. Castiel, slightly winded now, stopped pulling, and leaned in to see if he could get a better understanding of what was happening. All of a sudden, he was forcefully pushed forward. He toppled over the bed and landed on top of Dean with an 'oof'.

"Jesus, Cas," Dean muttered, "what the hell are you doing?"

"Something pushed me,"

"What? How?"

"Or maybe I just lost my balance..."

Dean chuckled. "Does that even happen to Angels?"

Cas smiled at him. "I didn't think so,"

Behind them, an invisible Gabriel grinned. He was going to win this challenge, he knew it. His moment of glory was shattered when Sam cleared his throat.

"This is interesting," He mused. Gabriel face palmed. Why did Sam have to get in the way?

Dean panicked and pushed Cas off of the bed, resulting in a thump and a noise of surprise. He winced and apologized to the Angel before turning back to his brother. "Cas was just trying to help me. I couldn't move for a sec," Dean explained hurriedly, "then he lost his balance and fell on top of me,"

Sam raised an eyebrow as Castiel groaned and stood. "It's true, Sam," the Angel said gruffly, "I was just helping your brother,"

"Right, whatever," Sam smirked and got up to make coffee. Gabriel made sure he didn't have any filters before leaving, already coming up with another plan. One that would definitely work.