Slowly blinking his eyes open, he knew instantly that something was entirely wrong. Shifting into his side, he grumbled something ineligible about being cold. Mornings were never his thing, so it took him a second to remember where he was. He remembered falling asleep. And Cas. Wait. Where is Cas!? He was instantly awake, jumping with a start, he frantically looked around. He heard the slight beating of wings.

"I brought you breakfast. Bacon cheeseburger with extra fries," Cas said, seemingly unaware of the commotion he had caused.

"Oh, uh, thanks," Dean's heart rate calmed at the sight of the angel, his angel and immediately decided not to give Cas the long lecture about always leaving at important times, the angel had done something very nice for him.

"You're welcome, Dean. Good morning. How did you sleep? Well I assume good, from all the snoring you did," Cas was defying odds, he was truly happy.

"Good morning. Yeah, I slept fine."

Dean took a seat at the table and opened his food, starting to eat. Cas awkwardly took a seat across from him and sat quietly. Dean's phone loudly rang, startling them both. Dean stood to grab it, reading the caller ID. It was Sam. Oh. Great.

"Hey ya Sammy. How are things?"

"I need help," Sam replied, "I'm working a job about 30 miles from Magnolia Springs. I've tried other hunters, but they're all too far away. I know your on "vacation" but do you think you could help?"

"Yes, of course. What do you need help with?" Dean was confused, why did Sam sound so worried?

"It's a vamp nest. I figure there's about 10, if not more."

"Geez, Sammy. Alright, just give me a bit to finish things up and I'll be there around," Dean glanced at the clock, "...12."

"Ok, thanks. And I'm sorry about before. I was kinda a dick about it," Sam definitely sounded relieved.

"It's ok. Don't worry about it."

Sam hung up, leaving an immensely confused Dean.

"That was… weird," Dean said, facing Castiel.

"I know. I heard," Cas replied, focusing his blue eyes on Dean's green ones.

Dean slightly tilted his head, surprised.

"Ok, then. Well, then you know we only got 3 and a half hours before we have to leave," Dean walked over and wrapped his arms around Cas' shoulders.

"Yes, I do."

Dean leaned slightly down, pressing their foreheads together. His hands cupped Cas' face as he brought their lips cascading together. They both slowly made their way to the bedroom, never parting from each other. Dean pushed Cas up against the wall next to the bed, their kiss becoming more urgent and passionate. Castiel lifted Dean's shirt up and over his head. Dean slid Cas' trench coat from his arms, and fumbled with the tie. By the time he got it off of Cas, the angel was working to get Dean's pajama pants off.

Throwing them to the floor, Cas brought his hands up to Dean's hair, pulling him closer. He bit at Dean's bottom lip and trailed kisses down his neck and abdomen. His hands tugged at Dean's boxers, but not before Cas palmed him, eliciting a sharp gasp and moan from Dean. Cas sank to his knees in front of Dean, taking him slowly in his mouth. Cas sucked and licked at the just the tip, teasing Dean. Loud moans escaped Dean's lips as Cas took him deeper. Damn. This angel. He allowed Cas to deep throat him and massage his balls, but he couldn't take anymore. The angel was just too fucking hot.

"Cas. Please, I need you," Dean pleaded.

Cas looked up at him with complete innocence, "What was that? I didn't hear you."

"Oh shit Cas. I need you. Inside. Me," Castiel sucked harder, taking a finger and tapping his clothes, making them disappear without a trace.

Cas brought one finger up to Dean's mouth. Dean sucked on it until it was dripping with saliva. Cas stopped sucking on Dean's cock, standing up and abruptly kissing him. Laying down on the bed, Dean's tongue battled for dominance over Cas'. Dean was flipped over and before he could protest, Cas' finger was inside him. Startled from the suddenness Dean let out long, gasping moans. Cas' finger fucked him open, stretching and exploring inside him. The loudest moan yet came as Cas' finger touched his prostate.

"Do you like that Dean? My finger fucking you open," Cas said as he slipped another finger in.

"Ye...yes!" Dean stammered.

Cas' fingers were pulled out, instead to be replaced by Castiel's dick. At first, the pain was plentiful, but moments later it was replaced by waves of pleasure. Cas slowly thrust into him, pulling almost all the way out and inching back inside.

"Please, Cas. Faster," Dean urged, spreading his legs wider, allowing Castiel to go deeper.

Cas thrust faster, much faster. Plowing into Dean roughly, continually hitting Dean's prostate.

As the first immense wave of pleasure hit, Dean lost control of his limbs. He could no longer hold himself up. Stars grazed his vision as came, long and hard onto the bed sheets. Cas followed right behind him, spilling white hot into Dean.

When their breathing returned to normal, Dean was the first to speak.

"I love you."

"I've loved you longer."

"How long?"

"Since I saw your soul and raised you from Perdition," Cas replied, the corners of his mouth slightly turned upwards.

"That long, really?"

"Yes," Cas said as Dean planted a meaningful kiss on Cas' lips.

Dean stood and headed to take a shower, "We had better get ready to leave."

Taking one last glance at Cas' naked body, Dean rounded the corner to the bathroom.

He wasn't in the shower very long. Just enough time to get the sweat off of him. Towelling his hair dry, he found Cas had already supplied him with clothes. So thoughtful. Smiling, he picked them up off the vanity and got dressed, while quickly brushing his teeth.

When he exited the bathroom, the bedroom was clean except for his clothes lying on the floor. He faintly heard shuffling footsteps come from the kitchen. Assuming it Cas, Dean picked up his dirty clothes and stuffed them in his, already full, duffel bag. Zipping it closed, he took the bag and set it by the door with Sam's, then walked back into the bedroom.

Grabbing his gun out of the nightstand drawer, he slid the magazine into place. He tucked it into the back of his pants, making sure the safety was on first. Taking one last sweep across the room with his eyes, he found nothing of his (or Cas') that he had forgotten to pack. Making his way to the kitchen, he smelled coffee. Peering around the corner, he saw Cas standing in front of the machine, watching it. Cas pulled the mug out and set it on the table.

"I made you coffee," Cas stated, not looking in Dean's direction.

"Thank you," Dean took the cup in his hands and sat down, "Ya know. I don't think I can keep us a secret from Sam."

Cas nodded slowly, "I agree."

"I just can't figure out how to tell him."

"Leave that to me," Cas smiled wickedly.

"Ok. Now I'm nervous."

"There is no need to be."

Dean gave a curious stare before nodding, "Yeah, we'll see about that."

Dean checked his watch. Damn, it's already 11. He drank his coffee, which was surprisingly not half bad. Checked out of their room, then they hit the road.

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The ride hadn't been too bad. Dean drove slower than normal, but had the music just as loud, occasionally tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. They had stopped at a small diner to get something to eat before meeting Sam. Dean was disappointed to see they had no bacon cheeseburger but settled with a regular burger. After he ate, of course he ordered a slice of cherry pie.

It was nearing 12:30 when Dean and Cas pulled into the parking lot of the trashy motel where Sam was staying.

"So um, I don't think it would be a good idea if we both went in together. I'll go in first, then call you, ok?" Dean asked gingerly.

"Ok," Cas disappeared with a faint flutter of wings.

Dean got out of the Impala, seeing Sam come out of his motel room, waving him over.

"I thought I saw Cas with you?" Sam questioned, inviting him in.

"Nope, I drove here solo."

"Hm, weird. Anyway, I figured we'd go tonight, get it done," Sam said

"Yeah, sounds good. But, there's only 2 of us, against 10 or so vamps."

"I guess I just thought that we could take them," Sam confessed.

"I'm not risking it, Sammy. We need backup," Dean said whilst closing his eyes and silently praying to Castiel.

Hey Cas. We'll need your help with the vamps. Too many for just the 2 of us. Can you come?

There was a flutter of feathers and Cas was standing next to Dean, maybe a little too close.

"I am here," Cas said, pointedly avoiding Dean's gaze, instead looking at Sam.

"Ok, cool. Will you help us with a vamp nest tonight?" Sam asked, taking note of how close they were standing.

"Yes, I will."

"Great," Dean added, walking over to the mini fridge, looking for a beer, " You've got nothing in here, Sammy," Dean complained.

"Yeah, I was just gonna go make a beer run," Sam replied, heading towards the door.

Dean tossed Sam the Impala's keys, " Here take her."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, of course."

"Hmm… ok," Sam gave a curious grin, walking out the door.

"He's so weird," Dean said dumb founded.

Sure he only did that because then he could hear when Sam got back. Soon, he could hear the Impala rumbling away. Cas was just standing uncomfortably, not sure what to do. Dean killed the awkward silence, walking over to Cas and wrapping his arms around him, pulling their bodies together.

"I'm glad your going to help," Dean whispered in Cas' ear, resting his head on the angel's shoulder.

"I'm glad you asked for help," Cas whispered back.

Castiel put a hand behind Dean's head and brought their lips together. During their moment together, they didn't hear the Impala pulling back into the parking lot.

The crash of keys brought them back to the present. They both opened their eyes to find a very startled Sam.

Dean opened his mouth to explain, but was cut off by Sam, "It's about damn time. I just forgot my wallet."

Sam gave them a warm smile, grabbed his wallet off of the table and receded back out the door.

"Geez, I didn't think he'd take it that well," Dean said surprised.

"I told you I had a plan."

"Wait, you knew that was going to happen?"

"Not exactly like that, but I somewhat had an idea of how I wanted it to happen."

Dean brought their lips back together, sitting on the edge of the bed, and waited for Sam to get back with his beer.

When Sam got back, he acted like it was no big deal, like they had been a thing all along. They spent the rest of the day getting their machetes ready, drinking beer, and sitting around talking.

Finally, the time came to head out. They packed everything into the trunk of the Impala and drove towards the abandoned farm on the outskirts of town.

The drive had been awkward and silent, no one really knew what to say.

Dean put the Impala in park and got out, walking to the trunk and opening it. The others followed suit and soon they all had their weapons and were ready.

"Cas do a sweep around the barn and take out any one of them that's out out of the barn," Dean commanded, already strategizing.

Cas was instantly gone, only to return a minute later, "3 are dead."

"Good. I'll go through the front. Sam, take the back entrance. Cas, I want you to wait a minute after I go in, then enter," Dean twirled the machete in his hand and started towards the front entrance.

He waited a minute, allowing Sam to get in place before busting the door down. His eyes quickly scanned the room, counting at least 11 vampires. They all quickly jumped and circled, a moment before Sam also came in, already decapitating a couple before they realized he was there. In the moment of confusion, Dean gained the upper hand and took a few down. The brothers got to work, knowing exactly what to do. Castiel barged into the barn, angel blade in hand. He shifted his grip, and easily took out 3 of the vampires within a minute.

Dean stabbed one through the heart, then effortlessly cut it's head off. 7 down, 4 to go.

Sam's machete was knocked out of his hand, clattering loudly to the floor. Thankfully, Cas came to his rescue, stabbing the vamp through the heart, she fell to the ground. Dean was fighting their leader. He dodged the vampire's flailing hand, stabbing him in the leg. It only managed to anger him more. Again, Dean dodged his hand, this time managing to get a good swing, enough to cut the vampire's head off. Dean let out a sigh of relief. Sam had managed to kill the other two. They were all dead.

"We had better get out of here, in case a neighbor heard us," Dean gasped breathlessly.

"Agreed, let's go," Cas answered for both him and Sam.

Sam nodded as they exited the barn, not bothering to clean up the mess they had made.

Back at the motel room they cleaned their weapons and turned in for the night. Luckily, there were two beds. Sam was in one, Dean and Cas in the other.

Dean threw an arm over Cas, inviting him closer. Cas rested his head against Dean's chest, listening to his breathing.

"Goodnight, Cas," Dean whispered in Cas' ear.

"Goodnight, Dean."

In the comforting presence of his angel, Dean's breathing soon became deeper as he slipped into the soft embrace of sleep.

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Zachariah's POV

Damn. That fucking angel! He usually didn't curse, but these days it didn't matter anymore. He wasn't even sure that was what Castiel was anymore. He was not positive. He watched, seething, as they had sex together, then later that day, fall asleep together. Although, Castiel did not sleep, but he made no move to push away from Dean. That shit angel is messing everything up. The whole damn prophecy.

He couldn't let Castiel do this. He would not allow him too. He had already convinced Michael to help him and he knew that every other angel saw what he did, felt as he did. It had been hard, keeping this from Castiel, but not that difficult.

He wanted to smite him right there, but he knew he had to wait. The time would come. Yes, it would come rather quickly too. That fucking angel is going to regret this. All of this. Michael would be sure of that and so would he.

Enjoy this while your still on Earth Castiel, because your time is coming to an end.

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CLIFFHANGER! Thanks for reading guys! I hope that you enjoyed this chapter. More to come soon, I promise. Have a great day! Also, in Zachariah's POV the italicized lines are his thoughts, if you're stupid and didn't know that.

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