Hello my darlings. Oops, I've started another story (I really shouldn't keep a story ideas file on my computer where I scribble random ideas, cos when I finish one I keep going to it and starting another). Oh well.

Right first off I want to say that the format to this story will be similar to that of 'Tale of Two Men' and my 'To' series, so if you don't like author comments added throughout then I would advise you not to read this. That being said, for those who do, I hope you like my new story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Dean and Castiel met, for the first time, at a speed dating event. What was surprising is that neither of them were there for such. They had both come to support their friends in their attempt to find true love or some such crap, and as such were standing at the bar, waiting for them to finish when they accidently sparked up a conversation.

It went something like this,

"Crap, sorry, didn't see you there. Let me get you another drink."

"Oh no there is no need. It was an honest mistake."

"And how do ya know that? I could have bumped into you purely to start a conversation."

"And did you?"

"No, but I am gonna buy you a drink anyway."

With that a look was shared, one that neither of them had ever expected to find in such as a place as the one they were standing (it was a bit of a dive, let's be honest) and as such they spent the evening together. Deciding it was better to wait for their friends together rather than alone. The friends who never seemed to reappear (it seemed they weren't the only ones to find someone of interest that night, if you know what I mean, wink wink nudge nudge). Of course it could have just been because both Dean and Castiel found it extremely hard to look anywhere other than at each other that they missed them. (Shocking I know but so true.)

As such they found themselves outside the bar at the end of the evening, both looking for a taxi home, and it only seemed sensible to share, right? (Of course, very sensible, saves money and… stuff) And if they both happened to get out at the same address? Did that really matter? (Umm, I'm going with no? cos if it did, I really wouldn't have story now would I?)

Of course not (see I was right). What happened happened. And happen it did. With all the bump and gird they could enjoy. (You get me.)

It wasn't until the morning that they realised what had truly occurred. Now at this point every one night stand has two choices, and if Cas (who apartment it wasn't) had chosen differently there would be no story to tell. But he didn't. He chose to stay. He decided to wait until his bedfellow awoke before making his exit from the apartment, and as such, there is so much more I have to say on this. Read on and enjoy, it's time for Dean and Castiel to find love in the most unexpected of places.