Hello all you lovely wonderful people. I would like to thank Valice for the review. You are great.

Anyway so let's see what's happening with our favourite boys shall we?

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

It was Friday. Castiel hadn't seen Dean since his realisation that the man liked him and he was starting to get a little frustrated. He wasn't sure how to engineer a meeting with the man, but he had decided that he wanted to see him before he went to Bobby's tomorrow morning and saw him there. He didn't really want to have the sort of conversation he wanted to have with Dean in the middle of his second fathers study. With that thought in mind he took a deep breath and texted his brother, hoping Gabriel would have an idea of what to do.

Gabriel was busy making pies when his phone went with a text from Castiel. His eyebrows rose when he read it.

I need to talk to Dean. Help.

Okay, so Cassie wanted help did he? With that thought he fired off an email to the Queen of Moondoor to see what she suggested, and Charlie who was catching up on her other clients read the message. She had her plan for this evening, but having Castiel there as well could just work in her favour. With that she replied to Gabriel telling him Dean would be at The Roadhouse this evening for after work drinks. (Hmm, wonder what that plan is? Me thinks it must have something to do with her mysterious phone call.)

Once this was received Gabriel then texted his brother telling him that they were going to The Roadhouse tonight to accidently bump into Dean-o.

Castiel couldn't quite believe that Gabriel had come up with that. For a start how did he know that Dean would even be there? But be that as it may, it was better than his idea of doing nothing so instead he set himself the task of mentally going through his wardrobe to see what he would wear this evening.

Friday evening, at exactly 5pm the chief of police Rufus Turner came out of his office and shouted to the bull pen.

"Alright you lot of scum. Time to hit The Roadhouse." As he did every Friday.

Dean's head went up at the shout. He was in two minds about joining the drinks but he thought maybe it would be the perfect place to test the waters. You see after his conversation with Sam he had come to the realisation he would never be able to have the life he wanted if he didn't stop being a stupid coward and 'come out' to those who knew him. It still scared the shit out of him but he had decided he needed to grow himself a backbone. Though of course it was a lot easier to think than to actually put into action, but maybe he could first see if he could get a read on his colleague's feelings towards people like him. Though he wasn't sure how he was going to bring that up in conversation, but he'd work that out later. Right now all he really wanted was a drink.

Castiel was ready by five to five, standing at the door of his store waiting for Gabriel to arrive. He wasn't sure why they were going to The Roadhouse so early but he wasn't going to complain. The sooner he got there, the sooner he might see Dean. And maybe having a few drinks before he got there would be a good idea. It might just give him the courage to ask Dean out. (Hope so.)

Gabriel and Castiel pulled up at The Roadhouse at about quarter past five and the place was still relatively quite. Making their way inside, they got themselves a couple of beers and went and sat in a booth. Castiel kept fiddling with the buttons on his shirt cuff as he waited for Dean to arrive. He was nervous. It was one thing to decide he wanted to talk to the guy another to actually do it.

Gabriel just hoped that the Queen was right and Dean would be coming here this evening. He had never seen Cassie quite so worked up. He was just about to tell him to calm down when the door bust open and a load of people came in. At the back of this group was none other than detective Dean Winchester.

Dean went slowly as he could to give himself the courage he would need to talk to his friends as he had planned to do this evening. He also decided it would be for the best if he really didn't drink that much this time. He would need to keep his head on straight while interrogating a bunch of bloody detectives. It was with these thoughts that he entered The Roadhouse, though they soon disappeared once he scanned the room and saw, sitting in a booth at the back, Cas. Once he had spotted him he knew that his plans would be on hold for tonight, he had new ones now. With that he made his way to the bar, got himself a beer and then made his way over to Cas' table.

"Hey Cas. Gabriel." He said belatedly realising that Cas wasn't there alone.

"Hello Dean." Castiel replied looking up at the man with a smile on his face that Dean couldn't help but reciprocate. "Why don't you join us?" he continued.

"Yeah sure, why not right?" Dean replied sitting down opposite Cas so he could stare into his eyes.

And Gabriel just sat there and rolled his. Was he going to have to sit here all night and watch these two? With that he realised that actually he didn't need to. So standing he smiled at Cas and said "hey I just remembered something I need to do. You alright here for a while?" with a wink.

Castiel turned to his brother well aware that Gabriel was trying to leave him alone with Dean, and while that thought would have scared him a week ago, now he knew Dean liked him he was perfectly happy with this plan. In fact he was ecstatic.

"Of course." He replied and got out so Gabriel could leave and with a wave and a smirk Gabriel did just that.

Rufus was looking round for Dean. He was usually the life and soul at their drinks nights but he couldn't hear him anywhere. Looking over at the booths he saw him talking animatedly to a man with messy dark hair who couldn't seem to keep his eyes off of his detective. With a smile he made his way over to Garth.

"Fitzgerald. Know who the guy talking to Winchester is?" He asked.

Garth turned and looked.

"No clue chief. I can go find out if you wish." He replied ready to get up and go interrupt them but Rufus stopped him.

"Na don't worry about it boy. Just an idle wondering." With that he turned the conversation back to their current Case.

(Oh the intrigue.)