Hey guys. Sorry I haven't published in a while. I apologize. I've been so busy with work and college and I haven't had time to update and write. I'm hoping to get faster chapters out, but I'm not sure. I'll try though.

Btw, there is some smuttiness in here. Hehe! :p It's not super detailed, but it's there. Just a warning.

It had been a whole week and Cas hadn't returned yet. Dean was starting to get worried. He was up for giving Cas space after he flipped out on him, but a week seemed a bit much. Instead he decided to focus on Sam for now until Cas decided to return.

Sam had slowly been getting better. He was constantly in and out of consciousness, but the good thing was that all his wounds were almost fully healed. Dean would only get a few minutes of little conversations with Sam while he was awake, but he would all too soon fall back into a deep sleep. Dean predicted in a couple of weeks, he should be up and about again.

Deans thoughts kept drifting back to Cas at every moment. Sam had asked Dean where Cas was and Dean had told him that they had had a fight and Cas left. Sam told Dean, he should pray for Cas to come back. Sam knew Dean could get him to come back because if Cas answered anyone's prayers, it would be Deans. Sam didn't want Dean to be alone.

Dean would always shrug it off when Sammy mentioned praying to Cas, but now he was thinking enough was enough. Dean was going to bring Cas back. Dean walked out of the room Sam was in and went to his room. He sat on the end of the bed and started to pray, "Dear Castiel. It's Dean. I want you to come back. I'm sorry about before...I just...I just need you to come back here. Alright! Get your sorry ass back here!"

Dean waited a few seconds and was just starting to give up hope that Cas wouldn't come, when he heard someone speak from behind him.

"Dean. I heard you call and I did as you asked."

Dean turned around to find Cas standing next to the bed behind him, staring at Dean, waiting for a response. He looked nervous and awkward. Dean giggled a little at that.

"What's so funny?" Cas asked.

Dean hadn't realized that he had giggled out loud.

"Oh..umm...," was all he could manage in response.

He turned his head away and when he looked back, Cas was still standing there with a puzzled look on his face. There was only one thing Dean wanted to do in that moment. Dean stood up and walked over to Cas. Cas was still puzzled, but didn't dare move, choosing to let Dean do what he wanted. Dean was now in front of him. The two of them stared into each others eyes for a few seconds, their deep breathing the only noise in the room, when Dean suddenly leaned in and kissed Cas with so much passion, Cas was taken aback. Cas soon returned it with as much vehemence. Soon, their tongues were intertwined and Dean was letting his walls down for Cas to see. Cas could taste Dean' fear for Sam, his worries, his anger, pleasure and happiness. They both threw all their feelings the kiss, letting each other know how much they cared for one another. It was so heavy and intense that the next thing they knew, their clothes were off and they were falling onto the bed. Moans escaped their lips as they revelled in the pleasure of being together. They let all of their stress and worries melt away, leaving only the feel of each others breathe and the touch of each others hands, running along their skin, be the only thing they knew. It was like the world didn't exist anymore and it was only the two of them, alone in this bed, bathing in each others embrace.

Meanwhile, in the other room, Sam had just woken up again. At first, he was wondering what happened to Dean, but then he heard the moaning and groaning from the other room. He could hear them calling each others name or yelling out to go faster or harder, meanwhile the creaking of their bed was getting quicker and louder. A smile crept onto Sam' face. He was just happy that his brother had finally made up with Cas. Dean needed this. He needed a break from the job and to just let loose with Castiel. Sam closed his eyes and tried to drown out their love making, a smile painted on his face a he finally drifted off.

Thanks for reading!

...til next time