So yeah...twincest! Think I'm finally getting a bit of my writing groove back. Hopefully it lasts. If not I'm gonna cut someone.

Anyhow! Sorry for the wait. On everything. And...I have no idea what I intended to do with this chapter or what I intended to do with this story...so...here's a filler chapter! Huzzah!

Un-beta'd since apparently even I can write something that squicks my own beta out. Go me! So...ignore any glaring mistakes. S'all my fault.

Enjoy.

Jimmy's favorite part of the day happened whenever he managed to get up early enough in the morning to watch Cas down in the bakery's kitchen, getting everything ready for the day. His usually awkward brother moved through the kitchen with ease, he knew exactly where everything was and could practically do it all with his eyes closed.

Jimmy stood in the doorway, leaning against the wall, silently watching his brother knead the dough he'd made the night before. Cas was humming quietly under his breath, hips swaying gently to the beat of whatever song he had playing in his head.

Jimmy smiled to himself as Cas' voice rang out through the empty kitchen, "Pardon the way that I stare, there's nothing else to compare. The sight of you leaves me weak, there are no words left to speak."

Jimmy stepped further into the kitchen as Castiel placed the bread in the oven to bake and went about the process of starting the other things that needed to be made. Jimmy didn't even know what Castiel did to get everything ready to go in the morning, Jimmy was the one who worked behind the scenes, crunched the numbers, made sure they weren't going bankrupt. Castiel was the one who did the baking and the dealing with the customers and kept Jimmy fed at night with his cooking that would put most chefs to shame. In Jimmy's opinion anyway.

Cas didn't jump or turn around when Jimmy stepped up behind him and wrapped his arms around his brother's waist. Just smiled, leaned back against Jimmy and continued humming under his breath.

Jimmy smiled, kissed the side of Cas' neck and sang under his breath, "You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you. You'd be like Heaven to touch, I wanna hold you so much. At long last love has arrived and I thank God I'm alive. You're just too good to be true, can't take my eyes off of you."

Cas chuckled, licked some batter from his finger and murmured, "That's not how the song goes."

"It's how the beginning goes."

"I wasn't singing the beginning."

Jimmy chuckled and buried his nose in Cas' thick hair, "You're such a perfectionist."

The two fell silent, Jimmy watching over Cas' shoulder as he worked, the two of the still swaying gently to the unheard beat of the song.

Jimmy finally moved away when Cas needed to move around the kitchen more to be able to finish preparing for the morning. Jimmy sat up on the counter and happily watched his twin move around, humming quietly under his breath the entire time. Jimmy knew he should head back to his office to get started on some of the paperwork that needed to be done but he couldn't find it in himself to leave.

"You finally hire anyone?" Jimmy asked as Castiel worked on the frosting for his ever-popular chocolate mint cupcakes.

"I told Sam to come in later today to fill out the paperwork, if that's okay."

"S'fine. He's a good kid." Cas nodded and began organizing the cupcakes on their tray that would later be taken out and placed in the case. Jimmy contemplated stealing one when Cas wasn't looking.

Castiel eyed him, sighed and pushed one of the cupcakes along the counter and towards Jimmy. Jimmy grinned, hopped off the counter he had been perched on and snagged the cupcake before Cas could change his mind.

These cupcakes were one of the things the bakery was best known for. The frosting was thick and chocolaty, sprinkled with the shavings from a peppermint chocolate bar. The cupcake itself was chocolate and moist and one of the best things Jimmy had ever bitten into and the peppermint filling on the inside was always a surprise, even if you knew the expect it.

"I will never get tired of these." Jimmy mumbled around his mouthful. Cas smiled at him, finished with the cupcakes and moved to get the bread from the oven.

Jimmy finished off the cupcake, sighed and resigned himself to spending the rest of the day in his office instead of in the kitchen, stealing all sorts of goodies behind Castiel's back. He'd need to get the right kind of forms ready for Sam to sign anyway.

Sam coming in would also mean Dean coming in and Jimmy couldn't help but scowl at that thought. Dean hadn't been in for a week and he was usually in everyday or at least every other day, flirting with Cas. Cas had even mentioned that Dean had asked him out for coffee one day. Jimmy just wanted to break his perfect face with those stupid freckles, pouty lips and those damn green eyes.

The Winchesters arrived late in the afternoon; Jimmy had been locked away in his office all day concentrating on that month's numbers that he hadn't even noticed their arrival until Sam was knocking on his door.

"Oh Sam, hi, c'mon in." Sam smiled and entered the office, lowering himself into the chair across from Jimmy. Over his shoulder, Jimmy could see Dean at the counter, smiling and flirting with Cas while Cas boxed up one of the pies. Most likely apple. Dean Winchester was nothing if not predictable. Jimmy scowled at Dean's smile and wave when Dean spotted him watching.

Sam chuckled after looking over his shoulder to see the cause for Jimmy's scowl, "You really don't like my brother do you?"

Jimmy mumbled under his breath and shuffled papers around on his desk to distract himself. He didn't need to speak to Sam about his dislike for his older brother.

"Is it because you don't think he's good enough for Cas?" Jimmy snorted and continued pretending to be busy. No one was good enough for Cas. Sometimes Jimmy didn't even think himself worthy of his own brother. His own twin for crying out loud.

"Dean isn't as bad as he comes off to be. He might be allergic to emotions and talking about feelings, but he's a decent guy."

Jimmy snorted, pushed a pen and the write tax forms across the desk, "Go ahead and fills those out. I'll get working on your schedule. Do you plan on only working the summer or staying on through the year?"

"Would you need me after the summer?"

"I'm sure Cas would appreciate the extra help through the holidays. That's when we're at our busiest."

"Sure, if you can work around my school schedule."

"Not a problem, Sam." Sam grinned and went to filling out the forms and Jimmy chanced a peek out to the front of the shop. Dean was still standing by the counter, boxed pie in his hands but Castiel had disappeared, probably back into the kitchen.

Dean caught Jimmy's eye again and shot him a wink and a grin. Jimmy scowled again and busied himself on the computer, entering the information Sam had provided on his application earlier in the month.

Nearly an hour later and Sam had instructions to come back for his first day next week so Castiel would be able to show him how things worked and what Sam would be doing. Jimmy watched as the two Winchesters left, then went to find his brother so they could close the bakery for the day and Jimmy could take Castiel upstairs and to bed.

The next morning Jimmy was down in the kitchen again, watching Castiel move around the kitchen in the only way that he could. Normally Jimmy wouldn't be down here twice in a row, he rarely found it in himself to be up before the sun on most days. But Cas had fallen asleep on the wrong side of the bed and had had to crawl over Jimmy to be able to get up to work.

Jimmy had been unable to fall back asleep and had come downstairs to watch again, arms crossed and eyes narrowed as he watched Cas make some apple pies with more care than he usually did.

"You like him don't you?" Jimmy finally blurted. Castiel jumped, having been too caught up in his baking to have heard Jimmy enter the kitchen.

"Who?" Castiel asked, distracted.

"Dean. You like him." Cas hesitated; set down pan he'd been rolling dough into and turned to head over to the ovens.

"Cas?" Cas checked on the bread that was currently in the oven, closed it then turned his worried blue gaze on Jimmy.

"Perhaps I harbor a small crush."

"A small crush." Jimmy repeated.

"Jimmy, you know I won't do anything. It's just… he's…" Cas sighed and shrugged, looking hopelessly at Jimmy, teeth worrying his bottom lip.

Jimmy took a step forward, unsure of what to think. Castiel had never had a crush on anyone. A small part of him was surprisingly pleased. Pleased that Castiel was able to step out of his shell a little and bond with someone other than Jimmy or their other family members. The other part of Jimmy, though, the highly possessive part, didn't want to share. Cas was his; Cas would always be his and not some damn mechanic hick from Kansas.

Castiel closed the space between them, entering Jimmy's bubble, he looked frightened almost. Jimmy sighed and slipped his fingers through the belt loops of Castiel's jeans, pulling them flush together.

"I know you won't do anything Cas. I trust you. It's just… this has never happened before."

"I know." Castiel leaned forward until his head was resting against Jimmy's shoulder, lips pressing to the warm skin of Jimmy's neck.

Jimmy stroked a hand down Cas' back, smirking when Castiel pressed closer, "I know, Cas." Cas hummed as Jimmy snuck his hand up the back of Castiel's shirt and rested his fingers in the small of Cas' back. Castiel seemed standoffish to the people who didn't know him, but craved touch, loved every time Jimmy stroked or kissed any part of his body.

"I'll always be yours Jimmy," Castiel whispered, teeth gently nipping at the sensitive spot of skin below Jimmy's ear, "No matter how charming Dean is."

"Jimmy hummed, head tilting to the side to allow easier access for Cas, "I do admit he's very handsome. Doesn't mean I have to like him though."

"I know."

Jimmy slid his hand lower, fingers slipping underneath the waistband of his jeans and underwear, "How long until you need to pull the bread out of the oven?"

He felt Cas grin against his neck as he slowly backed away, pulling Jimmy with him. He hopped up onto the counter, hooked his legs around Jimmy's waist and whispered, "Long enough for a quickie."

Jimmy really liked how Castiel's mind worked sometimes.