It's Only Love

Dean anxiously waited two days before Gabriel reappeared without Cas and a troubled look on his face. It only made Dean feel worse.

"He doesn't want to talk to you," Gabriel said, "he said it would be better if he left you alone,"

Dean stood from his seat. "Take me to him," he insisted, "I need to talk to him,"

Gabriel looked at Sam, who was now standing beside Dean. He sighed and grabbed onto one of their shoulders each. In seconds they were in the living room of a very nice house. Gabriel looked at Dean as if to tell him to go find Cas himself before sitting down and pulling a half eaten chocolate bar out of his pocket. Dean rolled his eyes and left the room, catching himself chewing his lip in nervousness. He was starting to rethink coming here to talk to Cas, but he really did owe it to the Angel. Dean had been nothing but an ass the past week or so. He really needed to apologize and make it up to him.

The first door Dean opened was surprisingly where Cas was. The Angel was sitting on the bed, reading some sort of book about science and space. He didn't look up from the book, only shifting his reading position every so often. He didn't even look up when Dean entered the room. He only let out a gruff "I'm busy,"

Dean sat down on the bed beside Cas, who instantly turned away from him. Dean would have laughed at how childish it was under different circumstances. "Listen Cas, I've spent a few days thinking and..." Dean paused slightly, "...and I realize that I was a complete asshole to you,"

Castiel slowly lowered the book, only his eyes showing over the old cover. "Go on," he said.

"I shouldn't have flirted with that lady. If I would've known-"

Cas cut him off, his book now forgotten on the bed. "You still would have tried to have sex with her because you obviously liked her,"

"Cas that's not what I-"

"Really? Are you sure Dean? If you're lying to me to try to make me feel better you're only making it worse,"

"I'm not lying, Cas!"

Castiel abruptly stood and turned his back on Dean. "I have decided that it would be best if I leave you alone. I'm just causing unnecessary distress,"

Dean shook his head and stood, grabbing Cas's arm and turning him back around. "We can work this out! You don't have to leave. I don't want you to,"

Castiel's gaze was intense. "How can we work this out, Dean? Tell me," When Dean was silent, Cas spoke again. "Exactly. We can't. If we continue to be friends things are going to get awkward,"

"You don't get it, Cas. I don't want to be friends," Dean said, quickly finishing his thought when a hurt expression came across the Angel's face. "I want to be more than friends, Cas! I want to work this out,"

"And what if it goes wrong, Dean?" Cas asked, his eyes shining. "What happens when you realize you're making a mistake and leave me? Our friendship will be over. You would never talk to me again,"

"Cas, Cas listen to me," Dean said softly as Cas tried to hold back his tears. "I love you, and I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I was an asshole, and I should have let you know instead of pushing you away. Even if it doesn't work out, I would never leave you. I promise,"

"Do...do you really mean that...?" Cas asked, hope in his wavering voice.

"Of course," Dean replied, "of course I mean it. So...do you want to be in a relationship with me?"

Castiel stared at him in disbelief before nodding his head, a smile spreading on his face. "Yes," he said, now grinning at Dean.

Dean smiled back and grabbed his hand, squeezing it tightly. "Do you forgive me?" He asked.

Cas stared at him for a moment before suddenly pulling him close and kissing him. Dean was shocked for a moment, but slowly closed his eyes and melted into it. The hand that wasn't in Cas's was running through the Angel's hair. Cas's other hand was on Dean's back. The two kissed for what seemed like forever until finally Cas pulled away. "Does that answer your question?" He asked, a breathy laugh passing his lips.

Dean chuckled and pecked his cheek. "Come on," he said, leading Cas out of the room. "Let's go tell our brothers,"

Before they could leave, however, Cas stopped him and whispered something in his ear. Dean blushed as his heart raced before he started grinning. "I'll be right back," he said, leaving the room in a hurry.

"Do you think we did the right thing?"

Gabriel looked up at the worried, pacing Sam. "What do you mean?" he asked.

"Forcing Cas and Dean into this," Sam sighed, "look, I liked what we were doing at the time but...some part of me says they should have worked it out themselves,"

"They did work it out themselves, Sammy," Gabriel said, "we just helped them along,"

Sam shook his head. "Then why are they just down the hall on the brink of a fight?"

"Because sometimes that's how love is," Gabriel shrugged, "I have never heard of one couple that has never gotten in an argument with each other,"

"I guess you're right,"

"Oh, I am right,"

A few moments passed with nothing to be heard down the hall. Sam finally sat down, leaning back into a chair next to Gabriel. The kitten Castiel had dreamed up sleepily padded into the room and fell over at Sam's feet.

"Aww, Bumblebee," Gabriel cooed, leaning over and scratching the kitten's head.

"You named the cat Bumblebee?"

"No, I'd never name a cat Bumblebee," At Sam's confused look, Gabe explained. "Cassie named him. The kid just really likes bees. He wouldn't accept any other name,"

Sam was about to make a comment about it when all of a sudden Dean was poking his head out at them from behind the wall. There was a mischievous smirk on his face. "Uh, I gotta tell you guys something,"

"Shoot," Sam said, a smile on his face. He already had an idea of what that something was.

"I talked to Cas and...we're all good now," Dean smiled, "we're uh...together now so uh...thank you,"

Sam and Gabriel secretly high-fived each other between the chairs they were sitting in. Sam felt Gabriel grab his hand before he hurriedly pulled away. Sam decided to ignore it, thinking he was just imagining things. "Well congrats you guys. I'm really happy for-"

"Dean, hurry up!"

Sam and Gabriel exchanged terrified looks as Castiel's head and shoulders popped out from behind Dean. It looked like he was only wearing his trench coat and his tie. They watched in almost horror as Cas pulled Dean away from the room and down the hall. The door slammed shut, causing Bumblebee to jump awake. Sam picked up the small kitten and pet him soothingly, trying to forget what he just saw, and not thinking about what Cas and his brother were doing.

Suddenly, Gabriel muttered something in Enochian and covered his ears. Sam was about to ask him if he was okay when he started hearing noises coming from the room Dean and Cas were in. Sam's eyes widened and he stood, cradling Bumblebee in his arms and leaving the living room.

"Why don't we go downstairs," Gabriel said, snapping his fingers.

The downstairs living room was much different from the one upstairs. It had a TV, a large leather sofa in front of it, and a neat glass coffee table. Gabriel switched on the TV in hopes of drowning out the noise from upstairs. Unfortunately, Angels had much better hearing than humans, and Sam spent a lot of the time comforting a very traumatized Gabe.

After about an hour, Gabriel finally relaxed and sat up, sighing in relief. He only had a moment of comfort before his eyes widened in horror. "R-round two," he whispered.

Sam bit back a laugh and turned the TV up to 50, disturbing Bumblebee and hurting his hearing. Gabriel couldn't hear the two lovebirds upstairs, so Sam tolerated it. After all, just the thought of Dean and Cas having sex was disturbing to him, actually hearing it would scar him for life.

"Well, at least they're together," Sam finally said.

Gabriel just glared at him and curled up next to him, feeling miserable, but also secretly pleased that he could be this close to Sam.