"So don't keep me in suspense. Which Daisy was it?" Sam asked once they were back at their motel room.
Dean sighed. Might as well get this over with. "Neither."
Sam didn't have to ask who had actually showed up. It was written all over his brother's face. "It was Cas, wasn't it?"
Dean's eyes widened in disbelief. "How did you know?"
Sam smiled in understanding. "Come on, Dean. I've watched you two dance around each other for years. I've actually left the room sometimes because all the eye sex was making me uncomfortable."
Dean cleared his throat in embarrassment. "Thanks for not giving me a hard time about it."
"If I had the chance of you two getting together would've been zero."
"But I don't understand. It's supposed to show our darkest desire. But Cas isn't a dark desire."
Sam gave Dean a knowing smile. "To you he is…because you're so resistant to the idea of being with a guy."
Dean looked down and to one side and chewed the inside of his cheek a bit.
Sam took a chance and put a hand on Dean's shoulder. "You should tell him."
Dean's face squished into a frown. "I can't, Sammy."
"Why?"
"Because he deserves better," Dean replied sadly.
Sam sighed in annoyance and frustration. "You know, I get really tired of your self depreciating crap. You're a good person. You deserve to be happy and if you don't tell him...I will."
Dean's eyes widened and then flattened into a glare. "You've got no right."
"Maybe not, but I'm not gonna let you miss out on a chance at happiness just because you think you're not good enough," Sam replied with conviction.
Dean sighed in defeat. "Fine. Just give me some time to work up to it, okay?"
"Work up to what?" Cas asked innocently as he walked into the room.
Dean jumped a little at Cas' voice. The angel couldn't teleport anymore but damn, he was still good at sneaking up on people. "Aw screw it. Sammy, can you give us some space?"
Sam smiled in relief and happiness. "Sure. Good luck."