Hello again, again. I would like to thank Hllo-Beastie for the lovely review. I would also like to thank those of you who have favoured and followed since my last update.

So here we are, another chapter, its kind of a filler but I like it anyway.

Enjoy.

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When Dean had awoken to find himself asleep on Cas he had tried to move off him quickly, hoping that the guy wouldn't realise. Of course that idea was scuppered by the "Hello Dean," coming from above (and it felt like all around) him, what with him still having his ear pressed to Cas chest. As such Dean had decided to just brazen it out.

Turning up to Cas he smirked as he said. "Morning."

Before Dean could think to say anything else there was a pair of lips on his, not that he was complaining, but he was a bit worried about morning breath and all. But Cas didn't seem to mind and Dean realised he could get used to the idea of waking up next to (or on top of) Cas and having him give him a kiss to start the day. Yeah very used to it.

Once he finally managed to tear himself away from his boyfriend and with the biggest, sappiest grin on his face Dean had dragged himself out of bed to shower and get ready for the day. If they moved they should be able to get to Yellow Stone later that day and if he could find somewhere for them to stay they could then spend the next day or two exploring the park. It wasn't like they had a schedule or anything. They would get to Sam's when they did, they might as well take their time and enjoy Yellow Stone. He guessed what with all the nature stuff there Cas would like to look around a lot of it and take his time. Something Dean was most definitely not adverse too. With that thought while Cas was in the shower Dean looked up places to stay around the park, well aware that it would be busy and as such wanted to get them booked in no so they would have somewhere to sleep that night, preferably with a bed, though it seemed that they only needed one. With that done Dean put his phone away and turned to look at the door to the bathroom just in time to see Cas emerge once again in jeans and a button down shirt and with his hair still wet and a mess. You'd think Dean would have got used to the sight by now, but still seeing Cas like that sent his heart racing. This morning however, unlike all the others they had had, Dean could do the one thing he really wanted to.

With that he stood and went over to Cas wrapping his arms around the man's waist and pulling him close as he lowered his lips to his once more and ravished his mouth using all his expertise.

Castiel had again done his run the water shower thing and made sure he looked suitable before he left the bathroom, what he had not expected when he came out into the sleeping room though was Dean grabbing him and kissing him like his life depended on it. Not that Castiel minded, in fact he thoroughly enjoyed the experience and after a few seconds did his best to copy Dean's movements.

After a while Dean pulled back, he had learnt that Cas could just kiss and kiss, it was almost like the guy didn't need to breathe or something, not that Dean was complaining, but it did mean he was always the one to finish their kisses.

"Come on sexy, let's get some breakfast and hit the road. We have a park to see." Dean said as he pulled away and turned to pick up his bag.

"Sexy?" Castiel asked confused by why Dean would call him by a description.

"Yeah, I thought it was rather appropriate." Dean smirked at him with a waggle of his eyebrows over his shoulder.

"In that case it would be acceptable for me to call you beautiful." Castiel replied in understanding.

"Not it public it wouldn't." Dean chuckled at him with a roll of his eyes, though secretly he was blushing inside at what Cas had just insinuated. He had basically just said that he thought Dean was beautiful, which while chick-flick and cringe-worthy, still caused a warm glow to form in Deans chest.

"But we are not in public, beautiful, we are still in our motel room." Castiel replied in a voice even deeper than normal as he walked up behind Dean and wrapped his arms around the man from behind and kissed him on the cheek. This seemed to be acceptable relationship behaviour in Castiel's mind as Dean had done the same to him only a moment ago. Dean turned his head so he could kiss Cas on the lips briefly before pulling himself out of the other man's arms, not that either of them really wanted to separate.

"Stop it, I need food and so do you." He finally managed to say putting some distance between himself and Cas.

"Yes Dean." Castiel replied with a simple smile on his lips. It seemed Dean was learning to like the idea of physical contact without sexual connotations. That was good. Hmm, though Castiel might have to continue with the process. As such he went up to Dean and grabbed his hand much like the Dean had done the night before, as they walked out of the room.

Dean and Castiel reached Yellow Stone national park later that afternoon, they had had a nice drive up, holding hands once again, but this time also sharing secret little smiles with each other as they seemed closer than they were the previous day. Dean was no longer worrying about how to be a boyfriend. It seemed that spending the evening kissing Cas (and waking up in his arms) had helped him settle his panic over the idea and was now just going where it took him.

He felt content in this relationship, happy that he had Cas at his side. And yeah he guessed that should scare the crap out of him, it didn't. It was like someone had slipped him a calming pill or something, he was just going with the flow.

Castiel of course knew exactly why Dean was so calm. He had spent the evening relaxing his mind, and even now he made sure he sent peaceful energy to Dean. He didn't want to change the man, or to override his thoughts, but he did feel that panicking about what they were doing was not helpful. Dean had accepted this relationship, and he needed to learn that it wasn't always all about what Cas wanted, but what Dean wanted too. So he had surrounded Dean with peace so that he was calm enough to think of himself as well as Cas. Or at least that was the idea.

Dean drove them to the lodge he had managed to get a room in for that evening (though the following one they were going to have to camp out) and lead Cas to their room. It was a lot nicer than the places they had stayed to date, not surprising really considering that they were all seedy motels. As such Dean made sure he watched Cas' face as he walked through the door, the look of delight upon it was enough to make Dean wish he could afford places like this all the time. But he couldn't, so not much he could do about that.

Castiel walked into the room and took in the nice ambiance and the lack of strange smells. The room was homely looking and the one bed it contained seemed comfortable.

"Yeah, umm, I thought, considering last night we, you know, shared, then I might as well just get the one bed." Dean mumbled when he noticed Cas' eyes had settled on the bed.

"That is fine Dean. I very much enjoy lying with you in my arms." Castiel replied turning to him with a smile on his lips for the man.

"Yeah? Well that's good, cos I like being there." Dean replied walking up to him mentally shaking his head at the cheesiness of that sentence, before once again taking Cas into his arms. It seems now that he's allowed to do so he couldn't get enough of holding Cas. He seemed to fit so perfectly into Deans arms. It was strange, he had never been one for demonstrations of emotion and now he was behaving like a giddy honeymooner, well a giddy honeymooner with a lot less sex.

"Come Dean. Let's go see some of the sights." Castiel said, not that he was moving from his positon wrapped in Dean's arms, but he did gently push Dean's chest. He felt that Dean needed to learn the public aspects of relationships, he was well aware that he had the private, more physical aspects down to a tee. He wanted Dean to learn to love.

"Sure Cas. Lead the way." With that Castiel walked out of the door determined to enjoy this exploration of the super volcano with Dean at his side, teaching him about love as much as he could. And he had become so accustomed to the feelings that touching Dean caused to course through his body he didn't even register that those feelings were there now, even when he and Dean weren't touching.

That night they once again fell asleep with Dean lying in Cas' arms cuddled round him, and once again Castiel felt that he couldn't disturb his human to go and do the thinking that he needed to do, or find him his partner. (Of course the next evening he wasn't going to have that excuse, but we're not there yet.)

The next morning Dean jumped out of bed determined to make sure Cas got to see as much as he wanted, though it seemed that what Cas wanted to see was the geysers, up close and personal, which they could do that day, then the next they could drive round the park before they left so that they could both see bits and pieces of the rest before they started their journey to Sam's.