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Well okay first date take 2(part 3 the final part, all good things come in three's right?).

Okay all I can say about this one is I think I'm feeling a little emotional. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own supernatural.

The pie was consumed by both men interspersed with conversation about inconsequential things and a lot of staring into each other's eyes. Once it was done Dean lay down on his back with his hands behind his head looking up at the stars above.

Castiel laid down next to him, but rather than looking up he found his gaze being drawn by the man next to him. He was an enigma to Castiel, in a good way. There was so much going on underneath that mask Dean Winchester showed the world. He was amazed that this man had shown him below the surface this evening, opening to him in a way he never thought he would. It made Castiel happy to think that he could do that. Find the real Dean Winchester and bring him to the front. And in his heart he knew that the fact that Dean would do that just to be with him was a miracle that no one else had ever truly seen. This truly was the perfect date with the perfect man.

But despite all that Castiel still had questions. He wasn't lying when he said he wanted to know about Dean Winchester. He wanted to know everything, with that thought in mind he rolled over resting his arms on Dean's chest and his chin on his hands so he could look up at the man.

Dean felt Castiel's gaze on him as he lay there but it didn't worry him. If anything he found it comforting to know the man was watching, as strange as that may seem. Just when he was going to turn to Cas he felt his arms come to rest on his chest, looking down he found his eyes meet Castiel's blue as the other man looked up at him from his chest.

"Tell me Dean. Why do you like the night sky so much?" Castiel asked softly with a gentle smile on his lips.

"I remember when I was younger, when my Dad and Bobby were out on the job Sam and I would sneak outside and just lie under the stars, watching them make their way across the sky until we were called in, or til Sammy feel asleep and I had to carry him back into the house." Dean replied with a smile on his lips at the memories as he turned his gaze back to the sky above.

Castiel looked at him. He knew that some would accept that reply from Dean. But it didn't truly answer his question. And he really wanted to know.

"But why did you go outside?" he asked persistently.

Dean looked down at him, about to tell him some rubbish like Sam thought it was pretty but looking into those blue eyes he knew he couldn't lie to this man. Turning his eyes back to the stars he lay there thinking how to word what he had to say.

Castiel waited, he knew that Dean would speak when he was ready and Castiel was ready to wait forever for him to talk if need be.

"My Mom died when I was four." Dean started talking quietly, and once he started he realised that he couldn't stop. "She was the most amazing woman. So pretty and kind, I loved her. She had just had Sammy and she had so much love for us both she was like the sun. Then one night there was a fire in our house. Dad woke me and handed me Sammy, telling me to take him outside while he went back for Mom. But he was too late. He came out and grabbed us just as the windows blew out. I remember sitting on the car watching the flames eat all that was good in the world. I didn't truly understand but I knew that she wasn't there anymore, and she wasn't coming back. I remember looking down at Sammy and thinking that he would never know her love or her smiles. I vowed that day to do my best to show him all the love she had shown me. That's why we used to do it. See every night before my Mom turned off my light she would tell me angels were watching over me. So every night I'd tell Sam the same thing adding our Mom was too. We went outside so that they could see us better, didn't have to looked through the roof."

Once Dean finished Castiel realised he had tears in his eyes for the little boy who lost everything and yet was determined to make sure his brother had it. It was Dean to a tee. He had such a big heart, and when you entered it he would do anything to make sure you were happy. With that realisation Castiel turned to the stars and made a vow of his own to the watching angels, if he was ever lucky enough to have a part of that heart he would spend the rest of his life loving Dean with everything he had. Looking after him as he looked after everyone else.

Once that was done he leaned forwards and once again placed his lips on Deans, letting the emotion he had for the other man come through in the kiss. He turned his head taking it deeper, asking with his tongue for entrance to Dean's mouth which was quickly granted.

The kiss wasn't rushed, it was slow, filled with emotions. Both men learning the other with their tongues and lips, showing the amazement they both felt at the other wanting to be with them, the happiness and the joy that they had found in each other. The perfectness of this, the start of something special, something they both wished to grab and never let go of, even if neither could truly believe that it was happening to them.

Castiel slowly pulled back from the kiss and looked down at Dean with a loving smile on his face which Dean matched. He then wrapped his arm around Dean's shoulder resting his head on his chest and placing his other hand over the man's heart while Dean wrapped his arm around Castiel, keeping him safe. They lay like that, both looking up at the stars with the other man in their peripheral vision, Castiel gently stroking his hand over Deans heart and Dean running his hand through Castiel's hair. They didn't talk. They had no more needs of words, not it that moment. No in that moment they had all either of them wanted or needed. They had each other.