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The Ocean in a Sunrise

Title: The Ocean in a Sunrise
Author: Watrix
Rating: NC-17
Genre and/or Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Spoilers: Season 5x01 mildly
Warnings: swearing and sex scene
Word Count: 5, 638

Summary: NOT SEX ON A BEACH. Dean knew it was a bad idea to drag the angel along on the hunt for the werewolf, hell he didn't even know if it was a great idea to bring Sam along, but he did anyway, and that one decision is what started this whole story.

The Ocean in a Sunrise.

They were somewhere. Dean didn't know, nor did he care, all he knew was that it was fucking cold. Snow crunched under his feet and fell from above as they pulled up to what looked like a nature park. He and Sam were wearing about 20 layers of clothing to keep warm and Cas was still in his damn suit and trench coat, his skin paling and his cheeks going slightly red. Not wanting Cas to get a cold, and not knowing if Cas couldget a cold, Dean had bought a scarf the same colour as the Angel's tie. He was going to give it to Cas as a Christmas present, but thought that he could easily find something else as a Christmas present for the angel and held it out to Cas, who simply looked at it, not knowing what to do with it or, in actual fact, what the hell IT was. Dean had to basically corner the angel before he could tie a knot around his exposed neck and begin covering his shoulders in the soft warm material and bunching it up around Castiel's mouth, wrapping the long scarf around and around. The angel tilted his head and watched Dean curiously as he bunched up the soft material around him. Dean stared right back, his hands on auto-pilot as he looked at Cas' white face, making his deep blue eyes look huge and bright, sparkling in the whiteness falling around them.

Cas seemed to relax and enjoy the small portion of warmth the scarf gave to him and even though Dean could no longer see anything beneath Castiel's nose, he knew the angel was smiling at him.

"Thank you Dean."

The words sounded a little muffled, but Cas still managed to look and sound superior to all mankind, even while looking like a snowman.

The scarf suited him and Dean couldn't help but feel his heart rise with pride at his exceptional eye for clothing and accessories, swelling even more knowing that Cas approved.

Dean nodded and began to brush away the snow that had gathered on the Angel's shoulders and in his hair. Castiel simply stared at him as his body swayed slightly with Dean's movements.

Dean could hear Sam sniggering to himself in the background.

Now having no excuse to crowd into the angel's personal space, Dean nodded again and turned, following Sam through the snow wonderland with Cas and his new scarf, which was already starting to come loose around him, in tow.

Everything was going fine until they came to a huge lake that had frozen over. Sam had just finished saying that when they find the Werewolf they should bring it here because they supposedly couldn't swim and that would save their bullets, when something huge, black and furry leapt out of the shadows at them, making them drop their weapons in surprise. Quickly grabbing their guns, they aimed and pulled the trigger, but nothing happened. Snow had clogged up their only means of holding the creature at bay and killing it for that matter.

Dean was slapping his gun in his palm to try and dislodge the snow when he heard Cas yelling out his name. Suddenly he was in the air, being thrown backwards away from the Werewolf and its attack, Castiel standing in his place, trench coat and scarf billowing out behind him as a cold breeze blew through the park, as he blocked the attack as best he could.

Sam rushed to his brother's side to help him to his feet and they watched as the Angel and Werewolf circled each other, attacked and then went back to circling like a pair of wolves, Cas always distracting the Werewolf from the Winchester brothers. If he hoped to hold it off until they escaped he was sadly mistaken. Dean wasn't going anywhere without his angel.