-Chapter One-

Summer 1997

Then:

Dean had just graduated High School and he was kind of nostalgic about leaving, after all he'd spent most of his eighteen years in Austin, the place he'd known as home. However, he was incredibly excited to move to South Dakota with his Uncle Bobby. Sam was even coming along for the summer. John had decided that it would be easier on them all if Sam wasn't alone for that long, which meant Dean was taking his brother and his beloved Impala on a road trip to Sioux Falls. It would take a little over 15 hours driving alone but Dean hadn't really been able to spend that much time with Baby on the highway. He was excited and had some free time so if Sammy decided he wanted to stop and see a few things, well that was okay with him. This was the last few weeks of full-time brother bonding before John would be there to pick Sam up in August. He was really going to miss that kid.

Castiel was so ready to leave the Hell that had been his life for what felt like Eternity. Michael and Gabriel had invited him to spend the summer with them. He didn't know much about South Dakota other than geographical statistics and things of that nature but anywhere would be better than "home." Even if he didn't enjoy the summer, it would easily be a step up from what else he could be experiencing. He only had to survive until September, because September meant College for Castiel, and for that he was ECSTATIC! He'd gotten into Oxford and he was going to be traipsing around Europe for the next four years!

"Dean, do you think we could stop at the National Music Museum? I know how you feel about museums but they're supposed to have this awesome Beethoven exhibit." Sam pleaded

"PLEASE DEAN. I promise it's right on the way!" He continued

Sam was using his best puppy dog eye pout, which honestly made Dean laugh. All the kid had to do was ask. Dean was all for an extended road trip just as long as they didn't go too far off route.

"Sure thing Sammy, but I'm not standing around staring at violins all day, so you'll have to make your time count!" Dean said with a smile.

He was pretty fond of his nerdy little brother who was all Beethoven, F. Scott Fitzgerald, and Hitchcock. Sometimes he thought Sam would have been better suited to live in a previous era. Dean didn't mind most of it, but the classical music was enough to drive him batshit crazy. Good thing he had a standing rule about the music in the car, and thankfully Sammy couldn't drive just yet.

"Yes Gabriel, I'm at the airport now. My flight leaves in less than an hour and I'll be landing in Sioux Falls at 6:30 tonight. And Gabriel, please don't be late picking me up." Gabriel could be quite unreliable at times, but Castiel loved him. He had the mentality of a 5 year old, and the body of a midget 30 year old. However, he was barely old enough to legally order a drink. He slipped his phone in his pocket and continued to the line. He settled into the over three-hour flight ahead, and despite being named after an Angel, he wasn't exactly thrilled to fly through the sky in a tin can. While he would admit it was a much larger, aerodynamically correct version of a tin can, it was still basically the same principal. He pulled out one of his first loves, an old book of compiled short stories written by Mark Twain. Castiel loved the great classics but he would read almost anything at least once. Mark Twain had a Southern Charm that took Castiel's interest by surprise.

"Dean can we stop at all the state signs and take pictures too? I'd like them for my scra-…project." Sam said anxiously before shoving his bag in the trunk of the black beast known as Baby.

"You know Sammy, I know I might be batting for the other team these days but it almost sounded like you were gonna say scrapbook. Please tell me you weren't about to say scrapbook Samantha?" Dean said with a chuckle knowing his brother a little too well.

Sam delivered one of his famous bitch faces and told him to shove it. "Even if it WERE a scrapbook I'd make it a manly scrapbook." Sam said with a smirk.

"Unlikely, 1. There is no such thing. 2. You would most likely use glitter, and glitter is no good, unless it's covering a stripper. But I'll make sure you get your pictures Samantha, even if knowing what you will do with them makes my balls shrivel up a little." Dean knew there really wasn't an option of denying Sam anything. Besides, he told himself it wouldn't take but a couple minutes to stop on the state lines and snap a picture. He was actually looking forward to seeing what Sam decided to do with them.

"Hey Mike, uh… I need you to pick Castiel up at the airport… yeah. See I got myself a little situation and I don't think I'm gonna make it back in time."

"Gabriel, you know I can't be there. I haven't even left yet and I still have another three hours of work here. You're going to have to figure something else out."

"Michael, I don't have any other options! I physically cannot get there. It's not like I can sprout wings and just fly." Gabe said.

"Figure it out brother, and I suggest you do so quickly, his flight lands in less than an hour." Michael replied in his most authoritative voice, the one that really pissed Gabriel off. Well most of Michael's voices did that but still he was left incredibly pissed.

That meant that he had no other choice... the car wasn't going to magically start up again.

"Hey Bobby, how's it hanging?"

"Whatchya want Gabe?" Bobby responded in that surly Singer way.

"You see, I got this problem…well a couple of them actually. I'm about two hours outside of town and this stupid car won't start. But that's not the biggest issue ya see.. My 'lil bro is flying in tonight. His flight lands at 6:30 and, well, basically without a car there's no way I can get to him…so I was hoping you could help a friend out." Gabriel said in his sweetest, most charming voice.

"Well for starters, we ain't friends ya idjit. Secondly, how do you expect me to be in two places at once? I can only do one of those things Gabriel, even if I WERE in the mood to help you out. Lastly, what have you done to that gorgeous piece of machinery? You know she's too good for you Novak."

"You know you love me Bobby, and I don't know! I was just hoping you could at least help with one of my problems. Honestly, I have no idea what's wrong with this car, it hates me! But, I can wait until later if necessary. I can't leave my little brother at the airport in a new city surrounded by complete strangers."

"Alright alright, I think I've got a plan. I'll see if Dean can pick up your brother and I'll come get you with the tow truck in case I don't have what I need to fix your car in my toolbox. Give me the details I need to give Dean, and what I need to get to you. Gimme a second to grab a pen though."

"I knew you loved me Bobby! I will not dance naked on your grave now!" Gabriel said gleefully.

"Yeah, Yeah, I wouldn't go that far, just didn't want to leave anyone related to you, running around Sioux Falls unsupervised." Bobby huffed and took down the information.

Dean had been driving for a while now he was so happy to be this close to Bobby's they'd started in the middle of the night each day so the road would be open and they could get an early start at the tourist attractions they wanted to stop at. It was nearly dinnertime and they were only a few minutes away from some of the best
burgers he's ever eaten. Dean turns the radio down as he hears his Stairway To Heaven ringtone playing.

"Sammy get that I'm driving." Dean barked.

"Hello"-Sam said with an unusually high level of exhaustion.

"Dean, Bobby wants to know how far out we are from FSD?" Sam relayed.

"Speaker Sam." Bobby barked and Dean was almost sure he could hear him yelling without it. Sam complied easily.

"I dunno Bobby I was about 15 minutes away from Phillips Ave. Why what's going on?" Dean asked.

"Dean, I'm gonna need you to put your dinner off just a little bit. I know a guy who needs his brother picked up at the airport at 6:30 and I'm on my way to tow his car back to the garage."

"Before I agree to this... What kind of car is it?" Dean smirked

"A 1969 Dodge Charger restored it myself and boy is she the definition of mint." Bobby responded full of pride.

"You got it Bobby, I'll let Sammy make a glitter poster for the guy he'll love that. We should be there pretty soon so he won't have to wait on us." Dean said laughing.

"Shut up Jerk," Sam said as he started writing down the details.

"Bitch!" Dean shouted back as he took his exit off I-25.

Sam volunteered to go inside and wait for this Castiel guy while Dean waited in the car. He knew the airport fairly well since they'd spend a few hours there every summer there flying in and out. Dean decided to wait in the car because he didn't trust people enough to leave Baby unattended in a parking garage, and because it was a closer walk for Sammy when he found the poor kid.

Sam moved through the airport and headed toward the Baggage Claim area after checking the board and seeing the flight was on time and scheduled to land in about 5 minutes. They'd barely made it but he's glad the Castiel didn't have to sit around waiting on complete strangers to show up and offer him a ride. This was starting to sound incredibly creepy to Sam but hopefully the guy understood the situation. Bobby's information was actually quite helpful; he'd even sent a photo and a cellphone number for the guy.

Castiel put his feet back on solid ground; relieved was the first feeling he experienced. He turned his cell back on and sure enough there were text messages from Gabriel. "At least this time he's telling me he's flaking out on me. That's a step up." He thought to himself as he kept reading them. Apparently he's supposed to be catching a ride with two random guys he doesn't know, named Dean and Sam. "Let's just hope they aren't a brotherly duo of serial killers." He chuckled a little, hoping he was silly for thinking such ridiculous thoughts.

The first person he sees is a giant, literally standing above the crowd. He's pretty cute in a tall and lanky kind of way. Castiel has his luggage in tow and is moving through the crowd. "Castiel?" The gorgeous giant says. Yes of course he would because that's his luck.

"Hello. I'm Castiel." He responds holding offering his hand out.

"Oh Hi, I'm Sam Winchester. This picture must be a little old." Says Sam sheepishly. He takes his hand while also holding a phone up with a picture of Castiel from three years ago.

"That may be the most recent photo my brother has. It wouldn't matter anyway it seems as if I will always be 13 to him." Said Castiel with a chuckle.

"Just wait till you meet Dean, He still thinks of me as a 6 month old baby sometimes." Sam responded with a smile.

Castiel was at ease with Sam Winchester, so maybe the serial killer thoughts subsided ... well mostly.

Dean sees his Sasquatch brother walking out with the most gorgeous guy he's ever seen. Spiky brown hair that looked like he'd just rolled out of bed. Tall enough, but short compared to Sam. Well hell everyone was short compared to Sam. His lean muscular body wrapped tightly in a plain white tee and... what the hell... were those yoga pants? Dean swallowed hard. "Oh God I'm so fucked" Dean mumbled to himself before popping the trunk and stepping out of the car.

"Hey, I'm Dean. You need any help with those?" He said with his biggest most genuine smile.

Castiel was floored. Sure Sam was cute... but Dean. WOW Dean was the Adonis of mortals. He was gorgeous. Sandy Brown hair, clean shaven, and even under the jacket you could tell the guy was fit. His smile was gigantic and Castiel thought he could write books upon books of poetry about the Emerald Green Eyes of Dean Winchester

"He's also probably very straight." He thought as he mentally scolded himself for getting carried away.

"Hello Dean, I'm Castiel and thank you but I've got them." He replied with a small smile nothing like the one Dean was wearing.

His voice sent shivers straight to Dean's now almost fully hard cock. "What does he do gargle gravel for a living?" Dean thought but he just continued to smile thinking all of the least sexy thoughts he could manage.

Once they were all in the car Dean called Bobby.

"Hey Bobby, we've got Cas what are we supposed to do now?" Dean said as he noticed Castiel looking up at him from the back seat with a confused look.

"Thanks Dean, and Gabriel says just take him back to my place and wait but we ain't gonna be there for at least an hour. Maybe you can grab that burger you've been waitin' on, kay?" Bobby said.

"Okay Bobby, see ya in a bit." Dean said as he clicked the phone off.

"Sorry if that was weird? I just wanted to call before we took off, I really don't like talking on the phone while I'm driving." He said eyeing Cas in the back seat.

"Oh no it's perfectly fine, I was just surprised at the nickname. I've never really had one." Cas responded thinking maybe the yoga pants he chose for comfort were probably not the best choice, certainly not if he was going to be in close proximity to Dean for very long.

"Oh, I'm sorry I guess it just slipped out." Dean said looking quite adorably embarrassed.

"It's actually quite nice, I'm kind of surprised no one has used it before." Cas said, his smaller smile widening.

That made Dean feel better about the accidental slip-up. Why was he so on edge? I mean yeah the guy was gorgeous but he'd talked to hot guys before. "Man up Winchester." He said to himself. Sam looking genuinely shocked at his brother not knowing what to make of the whole situation.

"This is perfect, I don't think I would have been dressed for a really nice restaurant." Castiel said with a slight blush as they walked through the diner.

"Nah, man you look great." Dean said before he could catch himself but the smile he got from Cas calmed him down a little.

"Okay maybe not completely straight." Castiel thought to himself as he sat across from the brothers.

Wow sitting this close to Cas was difficult. Even in the dimly lit booth he could see eyes so blue he would have jumped in for a swim if he could. As if the hair and body weren't enough he had to have amazing eyes too.

"Fuck." Dean muttered as Castiel looked up at him and he caught the full frontal view.

"Huh?" Cas replied. He knew Dean said something but being this close to him meant he hadn't really been listening just trying very unsuccessfully to keep his body in check.

Thankfully Dean was saved by the waitress. She passed the menus and But Dean didn't bother to open his. He wanted to give Sam and Cas time to make up their minds though so they all ordered drinks and she left them in peace.

"So what's good here?" Castiel said trying very hard to keep his eyes on the menu and not stare tenaciously at Dean.

"Man they have awesome burgers here. I haven't had one in months and I'm dying to get another." Dean said as he jiggled his knees under the table trying very hard to keep his legs and feet on his side of the table.

"The salads aren't bad either if you are a more healthy eater." Sam chides quickly.

"I try not to indulge too much but I do love a good hamburger." Cas responded before adding. "Why has it been months? Are you just trying to keep yourself in shape or what?"

"Oh! We aren't actually from here. Sorry, I guess I didn't really think about saying anything. We spent all of our summers and some holidays here but I just moved. Literally, that's why there is so much stuff in the Impala. We picked you up before we went to Bobby's to unload and unpack. Sam's going to stay until Dad takes him to start school back in Austin." Dean said as the waitress divided and served their drinks.

"Oh I love the places that serve breakfast all day, I'll have to come back soon and try the waffles. But right now I really am craving one of these Godfather burgers!"

Castiel exclaimed as his smile grew even bigger, now probably as full as it could get it.

Sam chuckled.

"What?" Cas responded, feeling a little self-conscious.

"That's what Dean always gets." Sam elbowed Dean a little and surprisingly he "lived to tell the tale", so to speak. No retaliation from the big brother, yup something was definitely going on.

Castiel's tension eased a little, although he was still a little unsure as to why that was funny.

Castiel and Dean both ordered their burgers, and finally wrangled Sam into joining them. He usually wouldn't but sometimes it was nice, and he'd eaten salads or chicken at pretty much every other stop they had made in the last three days.

"So what about you, Castiel? What brings you to Sioux Falls?" Sam asked, genuinely curious.

"I'm spending part of the summer with my brothers before starting at Oxford in the fall." He responded as casually as he could.

"Wow! Oxford." Sam shrieked.

Dean nearly jumped in his seat when Sam yelped like a little girl. Damn the boy needed to control himself once in a while. But the proud smile that lit up Castiel's face was more than enough to reassure him that it was a good thing his brother made such a fuss about it.

"Yes, I'm really looking forward to it. It was always my first choice but I was prepared to end up at Yale or Stanford." Castiel said, trying not to sound too egotistical.

"It's impressive when your backup schools are what most people consider unattainable." Dean said while thinking of how incredibly smart Castiel must be, or rather, trying not to but failing miserably.

"Books and education have always come pretty easily to me, it's sports and people that give me trouble." Castiel said after the blush from the compliment faded from his face.

"You'll have to write or email and tell me all about life in England." Sam responded cheerfully.

Dean's stomach started twisting finding out Cas was going to leave, not just leave but be on the other side of the world. Dean was happy for him, but he couldn't help the gnawing feeling in his gut.

-Chapter Two-

"So what's the deal with this brother of yours? Please tell me he's more like Michael and less like...well, you." Bobby said with a slight chuckle. He loved giving Gabriel a hard time, it was a hobby of sorts.

"He's nothing like me, nothing like Michael either though. Castiel is a bookworm, and really awkward around people. He's not shy, he's just not used to being in really social situations. He doesn't take to people very often and even more rarely do people take to him. I'm not even sure he likes me. I think he realizes he has to because we are brothers but I don't know if he would make the same choice if we were strangers. Good kid though, smarter than Michael and I combined."

"You could have just said he's smarter than Michael, when you added yourself in there the intelligence level dropped significantly." Bobby outright laughed at himself that time. It wasn't nearly as funny until he saw the look on Gabriel's face.

"So this kid is what fourteen or fifteen and he's already smarter than Michael? That's impressive. He some sort of genius or something?" Bobby asked.

"He's eighteen, why would you think he's fourteen? And yes, he's just making a pit-stop here to see his neanderthal brothers before popping over to Oxford where they can train him to feel superior for the rest of his life." Gabriel growled.

"Bitter much?" Bobby barked out before continuing on when no response came from the elf-shaped man next to him.

"This picture that you sent me and I relayed to the boys is of a fourteen year old boy. You're tellin' me the kid is eighteen?" Bobby said, slightly confused.

"Well, it's an old picture. I haven't really seen him in a while." Gabriel said timidly.

After that, the rest of the ride was pretty quiet. Bobby didn't want to pry and Gabe sure as hell wasn't going to talk about it without coercion. So they listened to the old country playing through the radio and the hum of the road beneath them.

"Mmm. OH MY GOD. This makes me happy" Castiel hummed as he continued gnawing at his first bite of the delicious hamburger. He blushed a little when both brothers started to stare, each for different reasons.

"I'm sorry, my manners tend to go out the window when something tastes that good." He said shyly after he finished chewing.

Dean chuckled. "Don't worry about it man, told ya they had good burgers though."

Dean was smiling bigger than Sam had seen in a while. Sam knew what it was now. There was no doubt about it. His brother had a crush on Castiel. "This is going to be fun." Sam thought to himself.

"So Castiel, do you have anyone special waiting for you back in L.A.?" Sam asked suspiciously.

"Um, not really, but I suppose I should be thankful. I've never really had a steady boyfriend but I would think it best to have ended it before leaving for England anyway." Castiel responded "How about you Sam? Someone back in Texas waiting for a giant hunk to come back and sweep them off their feet?" He asked teasingly.

Dean laughed a little as Sam blushed. "Sammy's dating the girl next door, literally and figuratively. Her name is Jessica. We call her Jess but they've been attached at the hip since pre-K. I even caught Jess telling Sam they were gonna get married one day when they were like 6. It's kinda cute, actually."

Sam blushed even harder and managed to give Dean the look of a little brother dead-set on revenge.

"How about you Dean? Leave a trail of broken hearts back in Austin?" Castiel asked, hoping to find out more about this irresistible man.

"Ha, naw. I've always been more of a casual kind of guy. I guess I just haven't found the right person yet." He tried to fake a cough to hide his embarrassment but absolutely failed at it.

"Crap." Castiel thought to himself. Most people would have said guy or girl at that point but he still had no reassurance as to what gender Dean was interested in, and he couldn't help but be disappointed. Maybe Dean was just being nice. Castiel had made it clear that he was gay, but maybe Dean wasn't interested, so he avoided saying so. It kept getting more confusing as he thought about it. So he just picked up his burger and dived back into it. He'd have to run a few miles to pay for it but it was more than worth it.

It was a little quiet after that but the guys were eating and it wasn't uncomfortable, just maybe a little disappointing. When the plates were empty and they got up to leave, Dean insisted on paying, so Castiel let him. He wasn't about to argue with Dean, he'd thought of far too many better things to do to him during the silence. They walked out of the diner and Castiel finally got a really good look at the Impala.

"Wow! She is beautiful Dean." He said skimming the curves with his fingertips.

Dean swallowed hard trying very intensely to not imagine himself between Cas' hands and the car. Heat rose to his cheeks before he politely said. "Uh, Thanks."

Okay, that was it! Sam had taken enough of this. Random strangers complimenting Dean's car set off hour-long lectures on the finely tuned automobile. Friends say something and that lecture doubles. Anyone said anything bad and depending on the severity of the statement the punishment varied from hours of debate (reserved mostly for girls or younger brothers) to ass-kickings. Some of which had also been dealt to the younger brother once or twice.

"Uh, thanks?" Sam leaned into whisper toward Dean, as he was clearly peeved.
Dean gave him a look that meant shut up or I'll kick your ass when we get where there isn't someone I'm currently interested in standing next to you.

"HA!" Sam laughed, and Dean panicked as he realized his brother was clearly not intimidated.

"Sam?" Castiel asked, not knowing why he was laughing once again.

"Oh no, see the quickest way to Dean's heart is through his stomach but the second is easily through the love of his car." Sam said laughing.

Dean looked like someone had shot him in the leg but Castiel couldn't help but laugh. Maybe he had a chance after-all if Sam was encouraging him.

Dean couldn't help but let out a small chuckle as the other two were laughing almost hysterically. Sam may have meant to help him but the bitch was going to pay for it later. Well, probably.

They climbed in the car and less than 10 minutes later they pulled into Singer Salvage right behind Bobby and Gabriel.

"God Bobby, you weren't kidding. This car is almost enough to make Baby jealous." Dean said spotting the Charger on the back of the truck.

"Uh, Thanks." Castiel responded smiling as he walked up right behind Dean.
"This is...yours?" Dean and Bobby asked simultaneously.

"Yes, I left it here because I wasn't old enough to drive it when my mother left it to me. I didn't imagine it would take so long to get back to it. I guess I will have to leave it again soon though for my trip to Europe." Castiel replied with a hint of sadness in his voice.

Bobby looked questionably toward Gabriel.

"Hey I just told you I wanted the thing fixed up, I never said it was mine. You just assumed, and you know what you get when you assume Bobby!" Gabriel smirked.

Dean was fascinated; there was no hiding it. He was enthusiastically impressed. Hell, he would even admit that was maybe a little bit in love with this guy. He was unbelievably hot, unrealistically intelligent, and he was the proud owner of a damn fine classic car. Yup, he was utterly screwed.

It was nice to have so many hands though, it meant Dean and Sam didn't need to spend 30 minutes carrying bags, everyone took a couple and they were completely unloaded.

They made their way inside the house before any discernible conversational sounds could be understood. Mostly Gabriel was talking to Bobby still, and Sam was talking to Cas about geek stuff, and Dean was trying very hard to not say anything on the grounds that he may incriminate himself.

"Bobby I'm gonna grab a shower, being cooped up in that car with Sam has left me somewhat raunchy." Dean said before practically running upstairs and away from Cas.

'What's going on with him?" Bobby asked. Sam responded with a look of I'll tell you later or not in mixed company kind of look. Castiel wasn't sure but there was definitely something going on there.

"So Gabe, do you guys need me to give you a ride home, I don't think I'm gonna be able to fix that girl up tonight." Bobby asked.

"That would be great, I'll get Mikey to bring us up to get it tomorrow.

Castiel was pretty sure if Gabriel called Michael that to his face he wouldn't say much after that for a variety of reasons. But he said his polite goodbyes and told Sam to say goodbye to Dean for him as well, looking a little disappointed he couldn't do it himself.

"Was it just me or was that Dean guy practically running away from Castiel." Gabriel popped up and Castiel buried his face in his hands in mortification.

"Naw, you really don't know what it's like to be cooped up with Sam in a car for hours on end. I have no doubts he really needed that shower." Bobby said laughing and trying really hard to cover for Dean for reasons he didn't even know yet. But that was his job, he was Uncle Bobby, sometimes he was even Daddy when he needed to be. There was no doubt that he loved those boys though, almost as much as if he'd conceived them himself.

The guys laughed a little and that seemed to calm down the weirdness. Thankfully it was a short drive so Castiel could get a shower and some sleep and Bobby could get back to his house and figure out what the hell was wrong with his boys.

Dean was incredibly grateful to have the hot water rushing over his naked body. He hadn't meant for things to come out that rudely but he was getting quite a hard on and his pants weren't going to hide it much longer. He needed an out and to be fair he really needed the shower too.

His cock throbbing even harder now with memories of the way Cas touched his Impala. He could feel those long teasing fingers sliding over his body as the water peppered down his chest. He couldn't take it anymore so he grabbed the base and stroked himself quickly. He came hard with Cas' name on his lips.

Showered and changed Dean went down stairs to offer the same chance to Sam but stopped when he overheard a conversation in the kitchen.

"I don't know Bobby I've never seen him like this." Sam chuckled

"I got the gist Sam, what I meant was how is he different?" Bobby asked a little unsure if he wanted to know.

"Well for starters, guess what he said when Cas complimented the Impala. JUST GUESS." Sam said sounding a little like a giddy little girl, not that Dean was angry or anything.

"Oh hell Sam, please tell me he didn't rant on the poor guy the whole time." Bobby replied.

"Nope, I'm going to quote him so pay attention Bobby, he said "Uh, Thanks." And that was it" Sam said, still giddy.

Not being able to see him didn't mean Dean couldn't feel the drop in Bobby's face. He was stunned, quite rightly too Dean guessed. He kinda wished everyone would stay the hell out of his business though.

"What the hell does that mean? He in love or somethin?" Bobby said a little worried.

"I don't know, but it's either the best or worst thing I've ever seen happen to him." Sam said mimicking the worry with his voice as well.

"Sorry to break up the slumber party and pillow fights but the shower is free Sam, and trust me when I say you need to take full advantage of it." Dean smirked as he popped through the door.

Sam sent him a bitch face but headed upstairs just the same. Bobby just stood there, staring at him, it was very unsettling.

"Dude, Bobby, what the hell? Why you looking at me like that?" Dean asked, hoping Bobby wouldn't tell him the truth because the last thing he wanted was to have a chick flick moment and discuss feelings that he wasn't even sure he knew what they were at the moment.

"Nothin', just waitin for the rainbow to pop out of your ass now that you're swinging both ways." Bobby laughed at himself as he left Dean alone in the kitchen. Well, Dean could always count on Bobby to say the right thing, at least he hadn't said it in front of Castiel. For that, Dean would be grateful.

"HONEY, WE'RE HOME!" Screeched Gabriel as he entered the huge three story house. If Michael were home there was a pretty small chance he'd hear anyway. It had been such a long time since he'd been there. His childhood home was just as spacious as ever, maybe even more so with his mother gone and his father not there.

Castiel quickly texted Michael hoping he was in fact there, he had missed his eldest brother maybe even as much as he'd missed Gabriel. Michael had always been the over protective supportive brother, Gabriel was more likely to tease Castiel, but he was also most likely to play with him when they were younger. Michael didn't really have time for toys or games, but Gabriel was a load of fun until he turned on you. Usually with pranking involved but sometimes Gabriel seemed to not understand it could actually go too far.

"Castiel! You really have grown, you're a man now, I guess I should treat you as such. I won't, but I probably should." Michael said with a laugh before hugging the life out of the smaller brother.

"I've missed you Michael, I've missed both of you greatly. I should have visited more over the last few years but as I suspected it is actually quite difficult for me to be here. Seeing both of you has definitely made it worth the effort though. I can't believe we only have a couple of months until I'm going to have to leave you again." Castiel said with a sincere twinge of grief.

"Don't worry about that now Castiel, we'll fly you home for holidays if you'd like, and while we will miss you as well, it is time for you to do things on your own. Spread your wings and fly, so to speak." Michael replied, trying to comfort him.

"Okay little brother, go get washed up and we'll have one of our historic Novak Movie Marathons, whaddya say?" Gabriel said reaching up on his tip-toes to try to ruffle Castiel's hair. "Hmm, that worked better when you were 14." He said begrudgingly, somewhat laughing at himself.

"Okay, but I didn't sleep much last night so I'm not sure how late I'll be able to stay up, but I'm incredibly intrigued in attempting to do so!" Cas laughed before taking his bags up both flights of stairs.

After a quick shower he slid his favorite pajama pants over his hips and threw on an old t-shirt, he went back down stairs trying his best to forget Dean Winchester for the night. But Castiel had a feeling this was going to be a long summer.