Hello my little petty partridges. (Don't ask, its safer not too.) Any road I would like to thank lovely(Guest), nerdchick394, CastiellaWinchester94, rainystv and Guest for their wonderful reviews. I would also like to thank all you guy's who have followed and favoured this since my last update. As always your awesome.

I have been asked if I could give a time scale for my updates for this story but I'm afraid to say that I don't really have one. I kinda update when I get inspiration, though I do try to do it at least one a week I never know what day it will be as I have 3 other stories I'm writing to so it sort of depends on what mood I'm feeling like that day. So all I can say is the best way of making sure you get all the updates is to follow the story.

Anyway enough of my rambling lets get to Dean and Cas' shall we?

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Dean was sitting at his desk Tuesday morning despondently doodling on the pad in front of him. He was such a god damn idiot, he thought. His mind kept going back to the way he had behaved yesterday at the book store. He had seen Cas and he thought it had been going well, though it would probably have gone better if he could have thought of something witty to say to the other guy. But Cas didn't seem to mind that in fact Dean got the feeling that maybe Cas wasn't as uninterested in him as he thought he was. And the feeling he got surging through his body when there hands had met was like something he had never felt before. It had been amazing. But then Charlie had come back in and he had immediately defaulted to his manly straight guy routine. God damn it. How was he suppose to get this guy to like him if he couldn't even look at him when there were other people in the room. There was no way Cas would ever be interested in him now. (oh yes he would Dean-o.)
He was pulled out of these thoughts by his phone going. Looking at the caller ID he saw it was Sam.

"Hey." he said answering the phone.

"Hey yourself. Look I was wondering if you wanted to go to The Roadhouse for a drink tonight?" Sam rushed to say. He was anxious to get his brother to agree.

"Why?" Dean asked. Sam never went out during the week, and there was definitely something off about his voice.

"Well I just thought...well you know we could..." Sam floundered, he really couldn't come up with a reason, but then did he really need a reason to for a drink with his brother? (No.)"I just thought it would be fun." He finally managed to get out.

"Okay, whatever you say Samantha." Dean replied sarcastically not believing Sam for a minute, but he could do with having a talk with his brother, hell did he really just think that? (Yes Dean you did.) Did he really want to talk? Damn he really was turning into a girl. But be that as it may he might as well go out with Sam. He could find out the real reason for their drink then. "Alright what time?"

And on the other end of the phone Sam let out the breath he was holding at Dean's agreement. He had manly ignored the Samantha comment as he didn't want Dean to refuse but now that he had agreed he could address that.

"Its Sam, not Samantha jerk and 7.30." he replied frostily to his brother Causing Dean to smirk down the phone. He could practically hear the bitchface.

"See you then bitch." he replied then hung up, felling a little bit lighter. Maybe Sam could help him change his default mode.

Castiel was reading at the counter trying to put Dean Winchester from his mind. It was not easy not with his chosen reading material. (Wonder why that is?) It was a book he had read many times before but he loved it. The characters where so real and the story was fantastic. It was his favourite in the series. He tried to concentrate on the characters and the plot and not on how he felt about Dean being interested in Charlie. He had thought for a moment yesterday that maybe he was wrong, and just maybe Dean could be interested in him. (He is, he is!) The feeling he got when they touched was amazing, it was like a spark of heat had radiated from his fingers over his whole body and boy did he want that feeling again. But then Charlie had come in and Dean wouldn't look at him any more. Though if he was interested in Charlie he would have thought that Dean would have stayed longer to talk to her. Maybe it was because he was there? Would he have stayed if he had left them to it? Should he have done? He knew academically he should encourage Charlie to be with Dean, she was a great friend, but inside Castiel didn't want her anywhere near him. He knew he was jealous, but why oh why couldn't' Dean like him? (He does! She shouts at her computer.) He shook these thoughts from his head and went back to his book when the bell above the door went. Looking up he saw his brother enter and decided that he didn't really need to talk to him and so he went back to his book.

Gabriel walked into the bookshop to find Castiel reading, no real surprise there. He made his way to the counter and started reading over his brothers shoulder to find out what it was about but it didn't really make sense to him, why was the book talking about a car? (good question.) At that he decided to interrupt his brother.

"What you reading Cassie?" he asked popping a lolly in his mouth.

"Swan Song." Castiel replied without looking up from the book. (That answers the car bit don't you think? And maybe why it really wasn't helping him keep his mind off of Dean. Just saying.)

"Okay, what's it about?" Gabriel asked trying to get his brother to talk to him so he could get him out that night for there drinks plan.

"Death and preventing the inevitable." Castiel replied turning the page.

"Cheery." Gabriel said rolling his eyes at his brother.

This comment caused Castiel to look up at him. "It is the last in Chuck's Supernatural series. Now was there anything that you wanted? Expect to irritate me at any rate." He finally said glaring at his brother.

"Yeah there was. I think we should go out tonight." Gabriel announced as if it was a huge treat for his brother.

"No." was all Castiel said in reply.

"Oh come on bro. I want to go to this really cool bar." Gabriel begged.

"No." Castiel replied more firmly, completely unmoved by his brother.

"But The Roadhouse is supposed to be the place to go." Gabriel whined. At the name of the bar Castiel stopped the automatic 'no' that was on his lips. The Roadhouse was the bar he had gone to with Bobby. The Roadhouse was the bar he knew Dean goes to, or at least had been too.

"The Roadhouse?" he asked just to confirm that it really was the place Gabriel wanted to go.

"Yep, that's what its called." Gabriel replied trying to keep his smile to himself. He had no idea why the name of the place gave Cassie pause but he would take anything he could get.

"Okay." Castiel said. It was possible that he would see Dean tonight if he went there. Not that the man would want to talk to Castiel but at least he could watch him, in a non stalker way of course. (Of course Cas.)

"great I'll pick you up at quarter past seven." Gabriel replied dancing with glee on the inside, that had been sooo easy. (Well yes. Mainly cos Cas wants to go hon.)

"fine I'll see you then." Castiel replied not really listening to his brother any more, which was why he missed Gabriel "Laters." and smirk as he left. No Castiel was already going through his wardrobe wondering what he could wear that was appropriate to the bar but actually looked good on.

(See you all later for a drink then yeah?)