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"We're on a road to nowhere
We're on a road to nowhere
We're on a road to nowhere"

Road To Nowhere – Talking Heads

Dean spent most of that night tossing and turning in a restless sleep resolutely not looking at the man in the next door bed as he thought over what had happened, and had been said in the strip club earlier. Cas had kissed him and said he had done it because he liked him, but the guy didn't even know him, not really. So how could he like the real him? No Cas had to have done it because he was attracted to him. But Dean hadn't seen any signs of attraction from the guy. And he was, even if he did say it himself, a bit of an expert when it came to signs of attraction. So what did that kiss really mean? Did Cas want to have sex with him? Was that what this was all about? Because Dean was pretty sure that his reasons for not sleeping with Cas were still valid. It was not a good idea to have a one night stand with the guy you spent pretty much all day, every day with (and that wasn't even touching on Cas' innocence). So the question was what was he going to do about it? if Cas asked him would he have sex with the guy? I mean it would be like his first time, and though that thought surprisingly gave Dean a perverse sort of pleasure, he knew it would ruin everything (and Cas). But, and here was the million dollar question, if Cas asked him for sex, would he be able to say no? Damn it he was going to have to talk to the man in the morning and he hated discussing touchy feely crap.

Castiel on the other hand spent the night watching Dean and reading his feelings as they poured off of him. They made him frown. Why was it that Dean associated everything to do with love and relationships and feelings with sex? Why did he not believe that Castiel had feelings for who he was rather than what he looked like? For while Dean may not know it, Castiel knew him better than anyone else on earth, having studied him intently as he had tried to find his match, and he knew of no reason why anyone would not love who Dean was. He was without a doubt the perfect example of a human in Castiel's mind. So he would need to show Dean that it was possible for someone to love him for who he was. The question was, how to do that? By the time the dawn was breaking and light started to filter through the windows Castiel had come up with a plan. The only things he needed was Dean's cooperation and time. He felt that gaining the latter would be much easier than the former, but he had to try. He had to teach Dean to love and be loved so he could be happy with his match once Castiel had found them.

Dean woke to sunlight filling the room and for a moment just lay there faking sleep a little longer. He still hadn't sorted in his own head what he was going to do about the situation with Cas, though he knew he wouldn't get any further without talking to him. He just really didn't want to have this conversation. He had started to like the guy as more than just an attractive, sweet, naïve man. He had somehow become a friend on their short journey and Dean really didn't want to lose him, even if he knew that no one stayed forever. He just wasn't yet really to let Cas go. But then when had anything happened in his life that he was ready for? There was a reason he moved on so often. He moved before others had the chance to leave him. Well time to get this over with then.

With that Dean pulled himself into a sitting position and looked over to the bed next to his only to find it empty, his eyes widening he frantically looked round the room only to find Cas sitting by the window with one of the complimentary maps of America open in front of him. Well it looked like Dean's suspicions were right, Cas was getting ready to leave him. Hell it looked like he was already planning his next trip. For some reason this thought formed a pit in his stomach he couldn't define, but he pushed it aside. At least he could now answer his question. If Cas was leaving then yes, he would definitely have sex with the guy before his departure. He just hadn't realised it would be happening so soon.

Dean sat there staring at Cas trying to build the courage to invite him to his bed, even if he knew that would be the beginning of the end, he had to do it. Kisses in strip clubs aside, Cas wasn't the kind to make the first move. So Dean opened his mouth to say the words which would put an end to this adventure, but before he could speak Cas did without looking up from the map he was studying.

"No." was all he said. What?

"Hu? No, what?" Dean asked confused, cos he was sure that they weren't just having a conversation.

"No I will not be having sexual intercourse with you." Castiel replied and when this was greeted with silence he finally looked up from the map. "That was what you were about to ask me, was it not?"

"Well yeah, but why?" Dean asked completely thrown by this conversation, it was not going how he thought it would that was for sure. For a start he didn't instigate it.

"Because sex is not a relationship Dean. I do not want anything meaningless from you, I want to let the feelings here grow. I want us to be together, to get to know each other, to kiss and hold hands and do all the over romantic things that I have knowledge of and yet have never experienced." Castiel replied completely in earnest as he stared at his charge.

"Christ you sound like a freakin' teenage girl." Dean muttered shaking his head in disbelief at Cas' naïve when it came to this shit.

"Well this will be my first relationship so, yes I imagine I do." Castiel replied reasonably, anything to get Dean to agree to his plan to show Dean what love is.

"Look Cas, I'm really not the relationship kind of guy okay? I'm the love and leave them kind. I'm good for one thing and that's it." Dean said exasperation clear in his voice, why did Cas not understand this? Wasn't it obvious?

"Well it seems you and I will have to disagree on that Dean. I believe you are good for many things." Castiel said turning so he was now facing Dean head on and capturing his eyes with his own.

"Cas you don't even know me." Dean whispered across the space of the room as he stared into those blue eyes that had haunted his dreams and waking hours of late.

"Then give me a chance to. Prove me wrong." Castiel challenged. If there was one thing he did know about Dean Winchester, it was that he would not walk away from a challenge.

"Cas…" Dean replied, he didn't want to do this. This was not him. How was he supposed to act all lovey-dovey when he had no idea what that actually meant?

At that Castiel stood from his chair by the window and walked over so he was in front of Dean and then knelt so he could look deep into his eyes before he spoke.

"Dean, I like you. You are special and beautiful and kind. You showed a complete stranger generosity and kindness for no reason other than it was the right thing to do."

"No I did that cos you're hot." Dean replied defensive. Cas had got the wrong idea of him from how he had been treating him obviously, just showed how naïve the guy really was if that was what he thought of him.

"I do not believe that was your only motivation Dean otherwise I imagine you would have invited me into your bed that first evening we had together." Castiel replied dryly smiling at the man in front of him. He wanted to touch him, to convince him that way but he knew that he had to get Dean to agree with his words alone.

"Yeah well that would have been tacky." Dean responded just as dryly making Cas smile even more.

"You also have made no advances on me so far. In fact I was the one who kissed you if you remember. Though I'm still not sure I did it right." Castiel said a frown marring his forehead as he remembered how Dean had not reacted from his attempt.

"You did it right Cas, but… why me?" Dean asked, he still couldn't understand, out of all the people what was so special about him? Nothing was the answer he knew so…why?

"Because you are the most important person on earth to me right now Dean Winchester and I want you to believe you are important too." Castiel replied with a forceful sort of honesty. If everything else he had said up until that point was to convince Dean so he could show he what love could be so he would open his heart to his life partner, this sentence was the one Castiel spoke which had no ulterior motive, for it was simply the god's honest truth. Dean was his world until he found him his match.

"I… argh." Dean said putting his head in his hands he couldn't take the conviction Cas had in his eyes when he looked at him. He couldn't take being put on that kind of pedal stool. He didn't deserve it.

"Dean, please give me this chance, just until we get to your brothers. If it doesn't work when we get to San Francisco then I will leave and you will never see me again. I will even have sexual intercourse with you before I go if that is what you wish, but please Dean. Give me this chance to show you what could be." Castiel pleaded, using the one thing he hoped would work, Deans wish to have sex with him. Not that it would come to that, he would succeed. Of that he was sure.

"You know we'll get to Sam's in the next couple of days right? That doesn't give you much time." Dean replied not answering the question Cas had posed. He didn't really want to think about it, as such he tried to get out of doing just that another way.

"Yes about that, I was wondering if we could take a small detour." Castiel said standing once more and moving back to the chair he had been sitting on when Dean awoke.

"To where?" Dean asked cautiously, he didn't trust Cas not to suggest Alaska or something just so he could get time to convince Dean he was right. The worrying thing in Dean's mind was he wasn't sure he would say no to the suggestion.

"Here." Castiel replied bringing the map to Dean and pointing to a place on it, he then bit his lip out of nerves, he hoped Dean would agree. He needed the time to teach Dean about love.

"You want me to take you to Yellow Stone National Park?" Dean asked after reading where Cas was pointing and looking up at the man. Well it was better than it could have been he supposed.

"Yes." Castiel replied nodding his head to emphasise his point.

"That's not exactly a small detour Cas." Dean replied, but in his head he was already working out what roads they would take to get there and what stops they would need on the way.

"Please Dean." Castiel pleaded and Dean looking at him almost swore. Damn that man could do the puppy dog eye thing Sammy come do. The one that Dean was completely unable to say no to.

"Fine, we'll go to Yellow Stone then on to Sam's." Dean finally replied with a sigh as he realised just what he had signed up for.

"Thank you….and the rest, will you give me a chance there to?" Castiel asked quietly, he had got the time. Now he needed Dean's cooperation.

"Okay, yeah, okay." With his response Dean watched as the smile Cas had had at the sight of the Grand Canyon split his face, it was at that point Dean knew he was in serious trouble, because however much he didn't believe in love with his mind, he had a horrible feeling his heart had just decided to rebel.