A Hunters Heart

Things Revealed

Back at the bunker, Sam was holding his phone up to his ear with his shoulder and was flipping through the pages of an old book.
"Yeah..... Alright..... Thanks Kevin...... okay..... yeah..... Say hi to your mom for me... No! Don't put her on, just, tell her I said hi..... okay.....yeah..... bye." Sam finished his conversation with the prophet as Cas entered the room carrying a few books of his own.
"And how is our prophet?" he asked.
"Good! I asked him about a way into hell and he said he wasn't sure, but he's gonna look at the tablets for us."
"Very well," Cas hesitated, "and, what news on the girl?"
"Who, Lexi? She's fine." Sam smiled.
"Why did you tell Dean her stitches were infected?" Sam tensed up.
"What do you mean? They are!" Cas looked up at the hunter with a doubting look on his face. "Okay, don't tell Dean. But, I want her to stay."
"Why would Dean not want her to stay? Does he not enjoy their coitus?"
Sam laughed so hard he started choking. "What?! You think Dean and Lexi are having sex?!" he managed to get out in between bouts of laughter.
Castiel cocked his head, then looked to the ground, thinking. "I merely assumed."
"Well," Sam said, wiping tears from his eyes. "You assumed wrong. Even if...." Sam looked up, then down to one of the books, "nah... he's still totally hung up on you."
A deadly silence hit the room in the moments after Sam spoke. He was only just realizing what he had said.
"Oh, my God. Don't tell Dean I said that. Do NOT tell Dean I said that!"
Castiel didn't seem to be listening though, his eyes were closed and his head was cocked to the side as if he was trying to hear something.
"That's strange." he said, opening his eyes and looking at Sam.
"What? Angel radio acting up?"
"No, quite the opposite actually. It seems quieter now. It was very loud this morning."
"When? At breakfast?"
"Yes, I couldn't help but notice its fluctuations. The angels seemed very loud at breakfast, but calmer with just you and I."
"What do you mean?" Sam asked, interested in what the angel had to say.
"It's probably nothing. Most likely, it's a sign of my grace fading."
At that moment, car doors could be heard closing as Lexi and Dean arrived in the garage. That's odd... Sam thought, I wonder why he came in the garage. That thought was interrupted by the garage doors closing as Lexi and Dean made their entrance.
"Hey!" Sam exclaimed, he was happy to see Lexi again, especially after what Cas had said about her and Dean, "Why'd you come in the garage?" he asked. Dean looked to Lexi for the answer but she was already answering.
"I drove my van back here! Dean said there was room in the garage, so he let me bring her back!" Deans face was smiling, looking at her excitement amused Dean, who was looking at her as if she were a child.
"Van?" Sam asked, smile covering his face.
"Oh! I'll show you!" Lexi grabbed Sam by the wrist and lead him towards the garage, leaving Cas and Dean alone.
Dean had hardly entered the room that Cas was in when he saw that Cas was now sitting down at one of the tables, holding his head up with his hands. Dean wanted to avoid an awkward situation, so he was about to leave. However, memories were stirred and Dean remembered a happier memory from months ago.
~Castiel sat in a position very much like the one he was in now. Sitting over a steaming cup of coffee, the angel, whose grace was fading, held his head up with his hands. He was zoned out, probably thinking about something very important when Dean snuck up behind him. Dean's arm wrapped around the angel from behind as he kissed Cas's head. Castiel tensed up, but relaxed when he realized it was his own hunter.
"I had a good time last night." Dean said, kissing Cas on the head, "Do you even remember what show we were watching?"
"No," Castiel responded, "I hardly remember anything besides trying to fit my wings under the covers."
"Oh! So, that's why I was so cozy!"
Castiel laughed at such a childish word coming out of such a masculine mouth.
"I could have made you warmer," Castiel lead on, "if you weren't wearing so many layers." Dean knew where this conversation was going. He smiled.
"Maybe I'll let you underneath them soon, take a chunk of that grace for myself." Dean was hinting big time at what Castiel wanted, but Castiel only squinted and cocked his head at the hunter. "Sex, Cas. I'm talking about sex." Cas's eyes widened as he realized what his hunter was insinuating.
"Why are you interested in consummating our relationship all of a sudden?" Castiel asked.
"Well," Dean said, sitting down next to his angel, "it might have something to do with the fact that the anniversary of our first kiss is next week...".
Castiel smiled, "I thought you had forgotten." he blushed as he took a sip of his coffee.
"You think I'd forget? Please, I'll never forget the first time I finally manned up and kissed you." They smiled. "No way. I've got big plans for next week."~
Dean shook his head, trying to forget such a happy time. He quietly left to the library as he tried to will the blush out of his cheeks.