Hello again, again, again. Well here we are, last chapter for today for this story, hope you like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.
Castiel and Dean had a great day, Castiel stood and watched the water and steam shoot up from the geysers, which seemed to surprise those around him when it came, though he could tell you to the second when it would happen, he could feel it through the earth beneath his feet. This fact didn't distract from the enjoyment he got from watching them though, in fact it added to it in his mind, especially as he would try to use the pressure and time for it to build to calculate an approximate height for each jet as it shot out of the ground. It was exciting to watch this force of nature, so very different to the Grand Canyon, but still natural, another aspect of the world his father created. And where the Grand Canyon had washed him with peace, this washed him with excitement and joy, causing a feeling akin to adrenalin rushing through his body. He did not want to leave, Dean was only able to pull him away as the sun started to go down and seeing the spectacle was not so easy to accomplish.
Dean drove them to the camp site he had been able to get them into, even if he didn't actually own a tent, if it rained they could always get into the car. Instead once he got to their spot he pulled out two sleeping bags from the back and then went through the process of collecting wood so that they could have a real fire to sleep besides that evening to keep out the chill. Once done he set light to the fire and pulled out the food he had brought so they could have s'mores. Can't have a camping trip without s'mores after all.
"Right Cas, time for your next food education. S'mores." Dean said with excitement at having Cas try them for what he hoped was the first time, or at least the first time he could remember.
"What are s'mores Dean?" Castiel asked tilting his head at him and making him chuckle.
"Only the best things ever invented, well apart from pie." He replied.
"They sound interesting. Where are they?" Castiel asked looking round, he couldn't see any packaging which said s'mores on it.
"We have to make them Cas." With that Dean grabbed two sticks he had scrubbed clean and placed marshmallows on the end of each.
"Right, take this and put it into the flames." Dean said handing one of the sticks to Cas and doing just that with his own.
"But Dean, these are constructed from sugar, they will burn." Castiel replied somewhat concerned about this idea of Deans, sugar burnt fast and hot.
"Yeah, that's the point Cas, you melt them and then…" Taking his marshmallow from the flames, he put it in between two crackers before shoving it into his mouth. "You do that." He finished as he chewed making Castiel raise an eyebrow at him. But he would give it a go.
As such Castiel turned to the fire with his marshmallow and placed it in the flame, at approximately the same place as Dean had put his and held it there as long as the human had. But as he pulled it out of the fire it fell of his stick.
"Dean…" He said with a frown at the sugary mess bubbling in the flames.
"Don't worry Cas, we got loads to go through, here have another go." Dean replied handing Cas another marshmallow and starting to make another one himself while he watched Cas out of the corner of his eye. The other man's tongue was sticking out between in his teeth and he had a look of concentration on his face that Dean thought was seriously cute. But once again the marshmallow fell into the flames making Castiel very frustrated. Dean chuckled and wrapped his arms around Cas as he put a new marshmallow on his stick and held his hands over the other mans as he directed him to put it into the fire. Then when it was ready Dean pulled both Cas' hands and the stick away from the flame and placed the marshmallow on the crackers and handed it to Cas. Taking a bite Castiel had to agree that the taste was very good, though he felt he preferred having Deans arms wrapped around him, helping him cook them to the eating, with caused him to frown, what a strange thought, but he realised he had been having a lot of them recently, as well as the strange feelings, like now. And right at this minute Dean was not even touching him. What where these feelings? But before he could analyse them Dean turned to him and caught his attention once more with making more s'mores from the both of them.
This carried on well into the night until the fire died down and Dean stood and positioned the sleeping bags next to what was left with the intention of taking the one furthest from the fire so he could sleep with Cas in his arms and keep him warm.
"Dean, I do not get cold, and I do not need the warmth, plus I prefer to have you in my arms." Castiel said when he noticed which sleeping area Dean had chosen for himself.
"Na Cas, its fine." Dean replied with a smile at the other man for trying to be so considerate making Castiel sigh at him and narrow his eyes.
"No Dean, it is not fine. I do not wish to sleep so close to the fire." Castiel said hoping that Dean would change his sleeping position. Castiel after all did have things he should do this evening, namely find out just what these feelings where all about and see if he could fine Dean his partner, though he was surprisingly reluctant to complete the second of those two tasks.
"Fine Cas, I'll sleep by the fire." Dean replied with a shake of his head as he lay down with his back to the fire. Castiel soon joined him lying facing the human who leaned in and kissed him goodnight before he turned so that he was now facing the fire and leaning back against Castiel. The angel automatically wrapped his arms around his human and lay there listening as Deans breathing and heart rate evened out into a restful sleep. At that point Castiel got up from the sleeping bag and moved so he was once again sitting at the fire and he was finally not touching Dean.
He had put off his responsibilities for far too long. Tomorrow they would start there journey to Sam's and he still had no idea of who he was going to partner Dean with. And yet, he still did not spread his wings in flight to go and find possible mates for his charge. Instead he sat and stared at the flames and thought over all that had happened over the last few days. He thought about the strange feelings he had been getting when he and Dean touched, and even when they weren't touching. He then thought over how he had felt and reacted when Dean had flirted with that waitress, and finally he analysed how he felt about the idea of finding Dean his mate.
All of these feelings and emotions brought him to one conclusion, and it was not one he liked. Because he had concluded that he was in love with Dean. And angels did not fall in love with humans. They were there to help them find love, not to take them for their own. But he couldn't change what had happened, it was too late now, no now he had to figure out what to do about it. Of course the first thing he had to find out was whether he had accidently got Dean to feel the same, if he had made a bond between the two of them that should never exist. And if he had, how strong that bond was. The easiest way of doing that would be to examine any bond they had. Thus taking a deep breath, he opened his angel sight to see that stretching between his grace and Dean's soul was the strong unbreakable connection of soulmates, closing his sight down he sighed. Oh this wasn't good. It seemed that he had somehow made it so that he was now Deans soulmate, but he couldn't be, he was an angel. Just what was he supposed to do now? He tried to think of any answer but could come up with nothing. He thought briefly of asking Gabriel for his help, but he knew that protocol would dictate that Gabriel relieve him of his duty and send him to Naomi for evaluation. And that was something he didn't want, though he knew that that was what would happen in the end. Well there was nothing he could do right now. So instead Castiel turned back to look at his human with a sad smile on his lips, he had only wanted to help Dean, now it seemed he was going to cause him more pain than he deserved, if only there was a way he could stay with the human forever, but... he couldn't think of this anymore, with that he stood and returned to the sleeping bag beside Dean and wrapped him back up in his arms. Once they got to Sam's he would have to face the consequences of this situation. But that was not now, no, now he could just enjoy the time he had remaining with his human, his Dean.