Hello again. So here is another chapter for you. I hope you like it.

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"Would you like to come along

Baby help me sing this song

And its alright, baby its alright"

Road To Nowhere – Talking Heads

Dean was still leaning against the window when he heard the sound that he had heard when Cas had left. Turning quickly he found that Cas was once again standing in the centre of the room looking straight at him. He didn't know what to say or what to do, he just stared at the angel in front of him. A frigging angel.

"Hello Dean." Castiel said staring at the man he loved and feeling his confused thoughts washing over him. Though the main one he could identify was relief. It seemed Dean was glad he was back.

"Cas." Dean whispered and with that word passing his lips he moved and threw himself into the angel's arms.

"Cas." He breathed again when he was pulled against the angel's very solid chest.

"Cas." He breathed once more before his lips sort the angels and they were kissing as if their lives depended on it. they only broke apart when a cough sounded from the armchair and both Dean and Castiel turned as one to see Sam sitting there with his arms crossed and a major bitch face, though Dean wasn't sure if it was for Cas for just appearing, or leaving, for him for throwing himself at the guy or for both of them for sucking face in Sam's living room. Not that he really cared one way or the other thank you very much. He had his Cas back and that was all that mattered, well not all…

"You are staying, right?" he asked suddenly turning to the angel whose arms he was being held up in.

"Yes Dean. I'm not going anywhere ever again." Castiel replied making a smile spilt Dean's face, it was a smile that was as warm as the sun to Castiel.

"Well that great, but how about we start with you explaining how you just appeared in my livingroom." Sam growled from the chair, he really wanted to get his brother away from that thing, but he didn't think that would go down to well with either of them, and he didn't want Dean hurt.

"I am an angel Sam, Castiel, the angel of Thursday." Castiel explained refusing to let go of Dean though he knew Sam would prefer it. Now he had his human in his arms there was nothing anyone or anything could do to take him away.

At that a humourless laugh of disbelief escaped Sam's lips, because an angel? Really? What the frigging hell?

"It's true Sammy, he's an angel, he's my angel." Dean said turning back so he could stare into Castiel's eyes who had turned to do the same.

Sam looked up at them and couldn't believe it. They were in the middle of a conversation here for god's sake. So coughing again he gained their attention.

"I think Castiel should explain, from the start." He suggested forcefully glaring at the angel until he lowered his head in agreement. Then he gestured for Dean and Cas to sit on separate chairs, but Dean was having none of that thank you very much. So instead he grabbed Cas', hand and dragged him over to the couch, settling them both so they could sit hand in hand. With that Castiel started to tell them his tale. Explaining the role angels had in heaven to find soulmates for humanity, and how Dean had been a difficult case and as such required a new approach. And how when he had got to know him, he had fallen in love with Dean, and that it was against the laws of heaven but that Gabriel was sorting it, somehow.

"Okay, so you trust Gabriel?" Sam asked once Castiel had finished talking.

At the question Castiel tilted his head in thought. He knew that what Sam wanted to know was whether he trusted Gabriel with Dean's welfare.

"Yes." He replied once he had gone over everything. He did, he decided he would trust Gabriel with anything, including Dean's life.

"Okay then. Well, I think I need some sleep so if you wouldn't mind-" Before Sam could finish his sentence there was that fluttering sound and Dean and Castiel had vanished from the couch. "Son of a bitch." He muttered borrowing one of his brother's favourite phrases. Why the hell couldn't the angel have used the door like normal people?

It was then he ran his hands through his hair as he realised just what he had thought. His brother was dating an angel, an angel, for god's sake. Why was life always so freaking crazy for the Winchesters? With that and a shake of his head he made his way back upstairs to his bed and his wife. He would think about Dean and his boyfriend tomorrow, it was far too late to do so now.

Castiel flew himself and Dean to their motel room. Once there Dean seemed a bit disorientated, though Castiel hoped he would get used to this form of transport, it was much quicker if they ever needed to be somewhere in a hurry.

"So Cas, angel, hu? When were you planning on telling me?" Dean asked as he sat down on the bed and looked up at the man he loved, the angel he loved. He still couldn't get his head around the fact that Cas was an angel, he had thought he would look different or something when he figured it out, but no he was still the same old Cas that he loved more than anything.

"I wasn't." Castiel replied in answer to his question. It was the truth after all, he had never planned to tell Dean he was an angel.

"Well at least you're honest about it I suppose, why?" Dean asked.

"Because I didn't want you to get hurt. I thought if you didn't know you would be fine." Castiel replied sitting down next to his human and entwining their fingers.

"Cas, knowing isn't going to hurt me. I just don't understand why you're with me." Dean said honestly. He had had a hard time thinking that Cas the man liked him, but getting his head around Cas the angel liking him was a whole other matter.

"Because I love you Dean." Castiel replied turning and kissing Dean quickly before pulling back and continuing. "Trust me, and trust Gabriel to keep us together."

"The first I can do. Not entirely sure about the second. Come on I need some sleep." Dean responded pulling Cas up so that he could change into his sleep wear.

"Of course Dean. I enjoy watching you rest." Castiel replied just standing there watching his human change.

"Wait, is that what you do? You watch me sleep?" Dean asked turning to Castiel and catching him staring at his naked chest.

"Yes Dean." Castiel replied not moving his eyes from Dean's body.

"Dude, that's creepy." Dean said but he didn't really mean it.

"Would you prefer it if I left?" Castiel asked innocently looking up finally.

"Hell no. come here." And with that Dean pulled his angel to him and kissed him deeply. He couldn't believe that an angel loved him, but he was just going to accept it. No point looking a gift horse in the mouth or whatever the saying was. With that he stopped thinking and just let himself feel the love he had for his angel, as well as the feel of the angel's smooth skin under his hands as the shirt that was there suddenly disappeared. Hmm, seemed there were definite upsides to being with an angel, he though as he suddenly found that they were lying down on the bed, him in Cas' arms, right where he should be.