A/N: So... this is it! I'd like to thank you all so much for reading this. It's really exciting to be finishing my first fic and hopefully there'll be many more to come.
The walk back to the hotel from the hospital was painful and slightly awkward for Sam, Dean and Jude. Dean spent the time thinking in silence while Sam had to carry Jude almost the whole way.
What the fuck am I doing? Surely I should know what to do by now. I mean, all I got to do is try to talk to Cas and maybe he'll turn Jude back into the Impala; but why the hell should I be the one to reach out? It was his fault to begin with. I haven't done anything wrong to deserve this, have I?
As Sam, Dean and Jude approached the motel, Dean ran ahead to open their room and slammed the door shut once the others had made their way inside.
"Okay, Jude, you need to rest so lie down on the sofa and Dean and I need to have a little chat," Sam said glaring at his brother to go into the bedroom.
"Not that it needs to be said, but we need to find a way to get Cas to reverse whatever the hell he's done before Jude gets hurt even more." Sam said after closing the bedroom door quietly.
"But why should it be us to call him? It was his fault to begin with!" Dean argued.
Sam shot him a bitch face which worked wonders on Dean.
"Well, I guess we'll have to give praying to him a go," he conceded.
"You hadn't already tried that?! Seriously?!" Sam shook his head at his older brother.
Dean shrugged, how was he supposed to know? It's not like this was the only thing on his mind, and, to be honest, all the stress over Castiel and Jude was interfering with his thought processes.
"Castiel, my angel, my reason to get up in the morning," Dean said whilst lying down on one of the beds, facing the roof. "I sincerely pray for you to get your ass down here; we seriously need to talk."
After a few moments of nothing, Dean sighed. "More profound bond my ass, Cas," he yelled into the stained plaster roof above him.
"Well, what did you really expect?" Sam said as Dean turned his head to focus his attention on him. "You haven't exactly treated him all that great recently," he continued smugly.
Instantaneously, Dean felt a huge wave of anger (and regret) hit him like a tonne of bricks.
What do you mean I haven't treated him greatly!? All I've been doing is looking after my Baby, she was pretty banged up after the last case and needed some well-deserved TLC before we could get going again and… SHIT! Is Cas jealous of Baby? But why? I knew we were friends but…-and all the dreams and stuff I've been having recently. I really miss that asshole. Argh! I practically threatened Jude for bitching on Cas. What the fuck is happening to me? Maybe, do I like like Cas? I know I love him as a brother, but is it maybe more than that? Do I love him? Does he love me?
"So… What were you saying before about Cas liking me? Do you think that's really true?"
Sam smiled at his big brother and rolled his eyes, sometimes he could be so thick.
"Dude, why are you looking at me like that?"
"No reason. Look, Dean, I know Cas loves you way more than a friend or a brother, he told me about a month ago because he was scared that you were losing yourself in working on the car. I told him not to worry because you did the same when Dad died. But, he still got jealous and decided to get you to notice him again." Sam gave a long, but logical, explanation.
"You say that like it's so simple," Dean lamented.
"Well, it is, isn't it?"
"Sam, I think I love him too..." Dean trailed off.
"Yes!" Sam exclaimed, picking up a pillow and throwing it at Dean like he was scoring a touchdown. "I knew you'd finally admit to having feelings for him." Sam grinned wider than Dean had seen for a long time. This made Dean very happy.
"Hey! No chick flick moments," said Dean, playfully punching Sam's arm. Suddenly Dean's tone went serious as he pushed his brother away from him.
"Cas, if you're listening, I'm really sorry for how I've been treating you. Will you forgive me?"
Again there was no response, Dean hung his head, his cheeks burning and his eyes beginning to water. How could he let Cas go like that? He just felt so ashamed.
"Please, Cas, give me another chance..." his voice shaking as he spoke.
Sam looked at Dean with sympathy. Placing his hand on Dean's shoulder, he tried to comfort his brother. Dean just brushed off Sam's arm, "I'll be fine Sammy, could you possibly check on Jude? She's been by herself for a while." He shot his brother a weak smile.
"Sure," Sam turned to leave. Seeing Dean on the floor with his head in his hands was gut-wrenching, but he knew his brother, and Dean was going to need a bit of time.
Once the door was shut, silent waterfalls of silvery tears rained down on Dean's cheeks as he melted into the floor, leaning his body weight against the bed.
Why are you so stupid, Dean? You had an opportunity to finally be happy and you fucking blew it! No wonder Cas isn't here, you don't deserve him. You are a worthless piece of shit!
A warm arm crept around Dean's shoulders. Dean's hunter senses forced him to turn around as fast as he could, ready to attack.
He was not, however, prepared to see two brilliant orbs of blue staring back him.
"Dean, why do you think about yourself like that? It's incredibly counter-productive," a man's deep tones said.
Dean looked a sight; eyes red and face stained with salty water. Staring directly at him was Castiel. His angel had come back to him! Dean leapt up and wrapped his arms around Castiel, pulling himself as close to the celestial being as he possibly could.
"Cas, please forgive me. I love you."
Castiel pulled Dean back slightly so he could admire the beautiful green eyes that stood before him.
"I love you too, Dean."
Dean tentatively reached his hand to brush his fingers through Castiel's thick, dark hair. At the same time, Castiel snaked his arm around Dean's waist, pulling him closer, the warmth of their bodies starting to fuse together. It was Dean who finally closed the gap between the two of them, pressing their lips together softly and tenderly moulding them together. As the kiss progressed, and the pair became more comfortable with each other, it got more passionate and intense. The two of them began moving faster and faster until Dean broke away slightly and started tracing kisses down Cas's cheek and along his neck and jaw.
And with that, the soldier had returned to his angel, and all had become right in the universe… Except for a now anthropomorphic car, but that could be easily fixed. The important thing was that Dean had finally manned up and accepted his feelings for Cas, and this is where I come in…
"Hey, little bro."
Castiel looked up with wide, open eyes.
"Gabriel?!" He said breaking off the kiss with Dean.
Dean froze. It was quite hilarious.
"That's right, the one and only."
A squeaking noise filled the room and Dean slowly turned around to see his brother walking in with a confused expression on his face.
"Err, Dean what's going on in here?"
"Sammy, it's good to see you again. I see you just couldn't get enough of me after our date the other day."
It was at that moment that Sam turned a ghostly shade of white.
"You-you-you're Gabriela?"
"Guilty as charged, and I've gotta say, I had a really good time," I said chuckling.
"Would you two get a room? This one is ours," Dean said.
"Yep, just as soon as Cassie reverses the spell on Jude."
"Fine. Give me two seconds."
And with that Castiel had vanished.
"Sam," Dean whispered, "Do… Do you think all the angels know?"
"Yep," I said. "And let me tell you, Michael was not the most pleasant brother to deal with after he found out. Luci was cool with it though."
Dean blushed a deep shade of crimson as Sam attempted to hold back snickers.
"What are you laughing at Sammy boy, they know about our date too. That one had Luci in stitches; 'the vessel of Lucifer on a date with an angel.' It was one of the more poetic examples of irony that I've ever seen... But anyway, I think I've done my worth of hilarious damage for today. Adios, folks."
From there, Castiel returned with the keys to the Impala and placed them gently in Dean's hand.
"I'm so sorry, Dean, I was just jealous of how much time you were spending with the car. I wanted to spend more time with you, even if it was just as friends."
"That's okay, Cas. To be honest, it's not the craziest thing someone has done to me to get my attention." Dean said, shuddering at the memories. "Do you want to go for a drive with me?"
Cas smiled, "I would love to."