Well good morning/afternoon/evening/night/day (think I've covered them all). I hope you are all still enjoying the story. Anyway I would like to thank Madnerdwithabox, nerdchick394, lindsayd16, rainystv, Mummabro and CastiellaWincester94 for there wonderful reviews as well as thank all you guys who have favoured and followed this story since my last update. Really I love you all.
So anyway on with the show, me thinks it time for some 'the day after the night before'.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Sam walked up the precincts steps the next morning. He had no clients until later so he had decided to drop in on his brother and find out how the date went. Approaching his brothers desk he noticed Deans slightly slummed shoulders. Crap, this did not bode well he thought.
"Hey Dean." he said cheerfully at his brother.
Dean jumped when he heard Sam's voice. Damn he had to start concentrating more on who was coming through the door and less on the pair of blue eyes he saw every time he closed his eyes he thought as he put on his fake smile for his brother.
"Hey Sammy." he said just to get his brother to make a bitchface at him and hopefully get him to forget he'd had a date the night before. (do you really think that's going to work Dean? Cos I don't.)
"So how was the date last night?" Sam asked ignoring his brother calling him Sammy and leaning against his desk watching Dean closely.
"It was okay." Dean replied not looking at his brother and pulling the report he had on his desk towards him.
"Just okay?" Sam asked. He needed more than that. If it hadn't gone well, as seemed to be the case he needed to know why so he could report back to The Queen and she could do better next time.
"Yeah you know okay. Look I've got a lot of work to do so..." Dean replied trying to get rid of his brother.
Sam just frowned. Dean wasn't going to talk about this at work he realised so he nodded and said "Fine. How about a drink after work?"
"yeah sure Sammy. See you then." Dean replied with his fake smile firmly in place.
It was the smile that worried Sam so much. He could read his brother like a book (really?) and he knew something was up with him and he didn't like it. No one hurt Dean. With that thought and a frown he left Dean. It was because of the smile that he did what he did next (at least that's what he told himself, he was doing for Dean), because it was completely out of character for him.

Sam was walking towards the stairs of the precinct when he saw a beautiful, athletic, dark haired woman who fitted the description of Lisa that he had got from both Garth and The Queen to a tee.
"Lisa." he shouted walking faster down the corridor towards the woman who had stopped and turned round.
Lisa had been walking down the corridor to go sort out some paperwork when she heard her name being called. Turning she saw a tall man with long brown hair who looked vaguely familiar walk towards her so she smiled and said "Hi." when he reached her.
"Hi. I'm Sam Winchester, Dean's brother." Sam said waiting for recognition from Lisa. Before he continued.
Lisa looked at the man in front of her and wondered cautiously what he wanted. She had already told Dean she wasn't going to say anything, was Sam here to make sure she kept her word? (Not quite?)
Sam saw a wariness cross her face and decided to bite the bullet. He didn't want to scare the woman after all. "Hey its nothing bad, just Dean told me about last night." Sam said hoping that the woman in front of him would let him know what happened so he could fix it for his brother. ( I have a feeling you are going to get more than you bargained for Sammy my love.)
"Oh." was all Lisa could think to say to that, I mean what did this guy want?
"I was just wondering how you felt about it." Sam said with a smile firmly in place on his face.
Lisa couldn't believe Dean's brother was asking her that here, but taking a quick look around and making sure they were alone she turned to him and shrugged. "Honestly? I think your brother should just come out and tell everyone the truth. No one here is going to treat him differently just because he's gay." with that she stepped away from Sam and said. "look I have to go file this paper work. It was good to met you Sam."
And Sam on autopilot just smiled at her and said. "Yeah you to. Bye Lisa." Then turned to carry on making his way out of the precinct.
When Sam registered Lisa's words his first thought was Dean isn't gay. Once he had said goodbye to Lisa and reached the top of the staircase that statement had changed to the question Dean isn't gay? As memories and observation started to trickle into his mind. At the bottom of the staircase by the doors to the outside world the question had changed once more to is Dean gay? As more and more things that he had seen but never really thought about crowded into his mind. Finally once he reached the bottom of the steps to the precinct he stopped short as the question was no longer a question but a statement. Dean is gay. With that came the realisation that all the things he had shrugged off or just brushed away about his brother now made perfect sense. It all fit. Dean was gay...and he had never told him. That hurt more that he cared to admit, he had always told Dean everything. With that thought Sam was going to turn round and confront his brother right her and now but luckily he stopped himself. (very lucky Sammy. Don't think that would have gone down to well.) He may not know his brother as well as he thought he had but he did know two things for certain: 1) Dean Winchester would never speak to him again if he brought up the subject of his sexuality in front of his colleges. And 2) Dean Winchester would never talk to his brother about said sexuality unless he was completely wasted and they were alone.
With that thought he pulled out his phone while walking to work to ask Jess if she could possibly go out this evening so he and Dean could have the house to themselves as they needed to talk. And Jess being the lovely wife she was agreed happily. She would never do anything to get in-between her husband and his brother. In fact she offered to stock up on beer and whiskey without mentioning that fact that she knew if Sam was to get Dean to talk he would have to get him drunk first. (good for you Jess.)
With that done Sam sent of a text to his brother asking him to come round his place tonight instead of going out. Once it was sent his fingers hovered over the phone trying to decided if he should email The Queen of Moondoor but he decided against it. He had assumed Dean was straight last time, this time he was going to wait for confirmation from his brother before doing anything. (What a good plan, Sam. I hope.)