Author's note: sorry for not uploading for such a long time, but I deleted the existed file/ch. 3, because I didn't really liked it. So I rewrote it. Do you remember when I said at the first ch. that I shipped Destiel as a bromance? Lol forget it! So, we move on…

Sam was going back and forth on the motel's room, waiting for his brother and the Angel to come back. From time to time, he was glancing at the door in front of him, trying not to succumb to the temptation. His blood was boiling inside his body, his heart was pumping, he could hear his own beat on his ears. He wanted so bad to open that damn door, to rip those bitch's neck and drink her damn blood. But, he couldn't. No, he shouldn't want to. He shouldn't let his brother down, even if this was for the greater good. Because Dean always fought the idea of his Sammy sacrificing himself for the greater good.

While he was thinking of these, a strong knock on the bathroom's door interrupted him.

"Are you going to let me rot in here?" Ruby's fractious voice yelled. "At least come here and have some fun with me. I'm bored."

Sam chuckled with a great grin spread on his face. "Never in a million deaths!" he shouted at the direction of the voice. "And shut your mouth, I'm trying to think!"

Ruby bursted into a thunderous laughter, Sam could hear it even the door was closed. "Yeah, like you would!"

He rolled his eyes and sat down on the bed, putting his head in his hands. "Come on, Dean, where are you?" he monologued. "Did he stopped for dinner, drink or fucking the angel on the corner of the road?"

After a while, thinking what he said, he laughed to himself intensely. Dean? With Cas? That was more than a hilarious idea!

Cas was always so annoying to Dean and Dean never hesitated to show his annoyance to the blue-eyed Castiel. But now… They were alone, in a small-spaced car. Sam tilted his head, thinking all these new coming things.

"They're fucking!" Ruby shouted, interrupting one more time his thoughts. Sam looked at the door, with no expression crossing his face. Ruby continued.

"Your brother and that crappy-winged thing. They're a thing. I know it." Sam stood up and looked intensely at the door, where the naked demon was held.

"Fuck you!" he shouted at the direction of the door. "You don't know what you're saying!"

Then, he took his phone out and called Dean. After a while calling, Sam listened Dean's voicemail.

"This is Dean Winchester. If this is an emergency, leave a message. If you're calling about 11-2-83, please page me with your coordinates." Sam ended the call and looked curiously on his phone. "Seriously, Dean?" he yelled at the phone. He spents a glance at the bathroom's door for one more time.

Was his brother really fucking the black-haired Angel?

After a while driving in silence, Dean decided to interrupt.

"Well…" he said in a hesitantly voice "Υou don't seem to like me a lot."

Castiel threw a serious look on him, sighing. "The truth is I don't understand how could you help" he answered."You only cause troubles to me. I don't understand why I should risk my life for you"

"Because God demand it?" Dean said without thinking, taking his eyes from the road and looking at Castiel. Cas nodded slightly.

"Yes. God demanded to save Dean Winchester from Hell. But he didn't explained why you shouldn't been burn at Hell forever, as you deserve."

Dean's expression changed from playful to angry. "I deserved it, huh?" he asked, looking darkly at the angel.

Castiel looked back, prying casually his shoulders. "You tortured innocent souls to get outta here."He answered in a calm voice.

Dean abruptly pulled over at the corner of the road. He looked intensely at the man next to him, who was different from how Castiel used to look. This man's eyes were brown, not blue, but still beautiful.

"So, you don't believe I should be dragged out of Hell…" he started.

Castiel nodded casually."Yes."

Dean was always annoyed by how Castiel was acting around him. Like he saved him from a fate worse than death. And it was worse, actually. Dean felt a warmth inside his chest, as his body was coming closer to Cas' on the Impala's seat. His face was leaning closer to Cas, his green eyes locked on the brown ones.

"You're wrong. Castiel. A lot." Their faces were getting closer and closer and Cas looked terrified. What was that now? He knew Dean wasn't liking him at all, but what was he up to? Killing him? No, he couldn't know how. Angels only got that weapon which could actually kill them. How Dean Winchester would know anything about their angelic blades?

Castiel broke the connection between their gazes and looked outside the window. A man's figure was passing.

"D-Dean?" he said and pointed at the man. They both quickly got out of the car and looked at the man. He was wearing a trenchcoat and a suit, he had blue eyes and black hair and looked completely lost.

"Jimmy!" Dean shouted. The man turned his head and looked at the direction of the voice. Both Cas and Dean walked towards the man, who collapsed in Dean's arms when they got to him. Dean seemed really worried, when Castiel's calm voice sounded.

"He's alive." He said. "But we can't do anything for him anymore. Heaven is waiting for him to rest in peace."

Castiel touched Jimmy's forehead, making him opening his eyes. He smiled warmly at the man.

"Thank you for accommondate me inside you, Jimmy Novak. But now you should go. Father has been waiting for you."

Jimmy nodded twice and his eyes closed forever. A light came out from the other man's mouth and got inside Jimmy's body. Castiel's spirit shaked the vessel in hunter's arms and opened his eyes after a while.

It was Cas. Brand new on his old vessel.

Dean felt uneasily for holding the Angel, when practically it didn't needed to. He was about to left him, but something stopped him. The Angel's hands. On his hands.

Dean's legs started to shake. "C-Cas?" he asked, his voice also shaking.

"Why are you h-holding my h-hands?" Cas smiled warmly, looking up to the hunter. He turned his body and faced his green eyes. Dean almost fainted from the blueness of the Angel's eyes.

"W-Why are you…" Dean started to say but he couldn't complete his sentence. Cas' lips crushed his. This surprised Dean, the Angel wasn't used to that kind of diffusions. The Angel was surprised with himself too. He was never supposed to kiss that man. But, he felt an unusual feeling crushing his chest. Was that love? That's how it feels like to love someone?
Dean closed his eyes and enjoyed the kiss, until Castiel pulled back, smiling.
"W-What was that for?" Dean asked, without knowing if he should be happy or angry.

"This was for thanking you about finding my vessel." Dean smiled back and looked down his boots, couldn't look at Cas, feeling embarrassed. Castiel approached him and put some cool fingers on the hunter's warm cheek.

"You're stubborn and nerve racking, but you're a wonderful person. I adore you."
Dean's eyes widened in confusion. He looked at the blue eyes in front of him, trying to figure out what the hell just happened.
Castiel kissed him. He held his body in his arms. These were more than he could handle for a day.

Then, his phone rang. He took it off of his pocket and looked at the screen. "It's Sammy." He said out lout. "He will probably wondering where the hell we are." Castiel bit his lip uneasily, looking on hunter's eyes.

"Are you really sure you wanna go back?" Dean smiled at the Angel's gaze, playfully. "Nah." He grabbed his waist and pulled him closer, touching his lips with the Angel's.

"We have the whole night, Angel…" he whispered to his ear, kissing his neck.
Dean's face lightened in happiness. This was far more than he expected for the night.