Hello my minions. (See told you I would wait until chapter 10.) Anyway I would like to thank those of you who have followed and favoured this story of mine. I would also like to give special thanks to Mummabro, nerdchick394, Madnerdwithabox, rainystv and for their most awesome reviews. You guys all keep me going here and I love you for it.

On a side note I found a coaster my son gave me which says 'wine makes mummy clever' and therefore felt I should use it. Thus this chapter was written. Now I found this (and the ones that follow) difficult to write. Not because I didn't have any ideas but more I had too many and had to decide which to choose, so I hope you like the one I have gone with. Again this is very choppy where I am going between different peoples points of view. hope its all good.

Anyway enough of my nattering. Let's go have dinner.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural. I wish I did.

Dean was parked outside Lisa's house but he still hadn't got out of the car. He was sitting there trying to steady his breathing. Not because he was nervous about tonight but because he really needed to psychic himself up so that he wouldn't turn tail and run. Leaving Lisa without a word. Though in truth the only reason he didn't do that was because he would see her again a work and it was never a good plan to stand up your colleges. Okay he could do this. And with that thought he got out of the car and approached the door of Lisa house.

Castiel was waiting outside his store for Balthazar to come and pick him up for their date. It was in truth the last place he wanted to be. He wanted to go inside and think about Dean. There was no where he really wanted to be but with Dean. Not that that was likely to happen any time soon. (You would be surprised Castiel. It might just happen sooner that you think.)

Balthazar pulled up in his Porsche and checked his hair in the mirror before getting out to greet Castiel. When he saw him he whistled under his breath. He had thought he was cute when he met him in his jeans and sloppy jumper but in that suit he was divine. With that thought he plastered a smile on his face and walked up to his date.

"Hello Castiel." He said.

"Balthazar." Castiel replied trying very hard not to let his voice show how much he didn't want to be doing this.

"I have booked us a table at (wait for it, can you guess?) La Caesars (hands up those who didn't see that coming?)" he said as he guided Castiel to his car.

"That's nice." Castiel replied with a smile. He had to try to give this guy a chance, he hadn't dated in eons and though he refused to admit it to Gabriel he was fed up with being alone.

With that thought he allowed Balthazar to guide him to his car and open the door for him. Castiel knew nothing about cars all he knew was that the one he was getting into wasn't sleek and black, like a certain car he had seen in the parking lot of a certain bar.

Dean and Lisa got to the restaurant and Lisa was secretly impressed. From what she knew of Dean she had almost expected him to take her to the local bar for beer and burgers (he would have) but this was nice, maybe he liked her more than she had thought he did (sorry). She had been trying to flirt with the guy for over a year and it was only now he asked her out. She had thought that his colleges may have pressured him into it. But obviously not if he was taking her here. (I am so sorry Lisa. It's not that I don't like you, I promise.) With a smile to Dean she followed the waiter to the table. Once they got there Dean took the seat so he could keep his back to the wall and see the whole restaurant while Lisa sat opposite him.

"Well this is nice, thank you Dean." She said smiling and opening her menu.

"No probs." Dean replied with his fake smile on his lips as he looked down at the menu.

Castiel and Balthazar got out of the car at the restaurant and as Balthazar was escorting Castiel inside he noticed a sleek black car just down the block which made him pause. The car looked just like Deans but it couldn't be (it so is my love) with a shake of his head he smiled at Balthazar and walked through the door of the restaurant.

Dean looked up as the door opened and his jaw fell to the floor (metaphorically anyway) as he saw Castiel Novak walk though looking like sex on legs in the most amazing suit and with messy hair. He would have been extremely happy with that sight, if it wasn't for the smarmy looking dick who followed him in and put his hand on the small of Castiel's back. (Now, now Dean. Jealously is beneath you. Balthazar is a perfectly nice man. Just not the right man for Castiel so behave.)

Castiel smiled at Balthazar and allowed him to go first when they followed the waiter to the table. Instead of thinking about what conversation he should make he looked around the restaurant. It was semi-full and he always enjoyed watching the other patrons. It was then that his eyes turned to the table in the corner and for the fourth time that day blue met green.

Castiel couldn't believe it. Dean Winchester was here. With a woman he noted upset by this revelation. But he shouldn't have been surprised, there was no way a guy like that would be gay. (You're wrong, I promise.) With that thought he tore his eyes from Deans and turned to Balthazar as he pulled out the chair against the wall for him. Great he could now sit and watch Dean freakin' Winchester and his date all night long. Bloody marvellous. And these were the thoughts that were going through his head as he gave Balthazar his most flirtatious smile and sat.

And Balthazar just smiled back thinking that maybe he just might get lucky tonight. (Sorry, sooo not going to happen.)

Dean watched Castiel walk across the restaurant and looked into his eyes when they met. He kept watching him when he looked away feeling a turmoil of emotions inside him. One side of him wanted to go across the restaurant and smash a fist into Castiel's dates face, grab his hand and run away, but the other, larger side was busy wondering how he could ever be so foolish as to think that a man like that would ever be interested in him. He wasn't anything special, and he was a coward. No one would ever want to be with him. (No Dean. Castiel wants to be with you, please give it a chance, please for me.)

Once Castiel was seated he found his eyes once again being drawn to Dean and when he looked he found that the man was looking right back at him. They stared for what felt like forever, both with emotions the other couldn't deceiver running through their eyes before Dean turned back to his date.

Dean knew he was staring and he knew he should look away but he couldn't. He couldn't take his eyes off of that man.

"Dean, do you want a drink?" Lisa asked as the waiter had arrived to take their order and Dean hadn't responded. He still didn't respond to her causing her to frown and say more sharply than she should. "Dean." At that he turned back to her.

"Yes?" Dean snapped then realised where he was and who was talking to him he corrected. "Sorry, what's up Lisa?" he asked resolutely keeping his eyes on her and not him.

"The waiter is here for our drinks order." Lisa replied. She was a bit concerned, and really wanted to know what Dean had been staring at with so much concentration that he ignored her. (Not really sure if you do or not, but we'll see I'm sure.)

"Right I'll have a beer." Dean replied with his charming smile and Lisa could see his eyes start to drift again, over her shoulder. She was starting to wonder if she would have to move her chair so she was sitting in his line of sight.

With that thought she turned to the waiter. "I'll have the largest glass of your most experience white wine please." With a smile the waiter nodded at her and went to get there drinks. (You naughty woman. But that been said, if I was you I'd do the same.)

Once there drinks had arrived and there food order had been placed Lisa was fed up with Dean's staring and decided to find out who he was staring at. With that thought she got up causing Dean to turn and look at her. "I just need to go to the ladies." She said with a smile as she turned deliberately to pick up her bag and look over her shoulder. What she saw was not what she had expected to see. Her brown eyes met the brightest blue she had ever seen, and they were looking at her with hostility. But that wasn't what had surprised her, it was more the fact that the blue eyes belonged to a man. (Not sure what to say to that except see you next time?)