The Story of US

Chapter 4

Castiel took his hand into his own, feeling the callouses skin against his own soft, bookwormish hand.

"Castiel. Well, but you knew that" he stuttered, it was class all over again. He went to release Deans hand but was unable to. Meeting Deans eyes, he winked again (what WAS that?!) And gave Castiel' s hand a squeeze before releasing him.

Laughing he nodded to each of the men around him

" This is Sammy" nod "Garth" nod "Ash"

Jerking a thumb over his shoulder at the rather large man standing a few feet behind him

" that's Benny. He don't get along with people well" Dean said with a smile still in his voice.

"I don't like stupid people" Benny grumbled as he jammed his hands in his pockets and turned his back on the group.

" Nice to meet you guys" Castiel said, his voice cracking. Clearing his throat he continued

"Thanks for stepping in and saying something. Those guys were walking with my wallet for sure before then"

Castiel looked from one man to another as he spoke, so they could see that he meant what he said. Also he had to look somewhere, ANYWHERE but at Dean.

"No problem man" Sammy said, slapping him on the back like they were old friends and pulling him towards the group talking about some party they were going to.

" you should come man" Sammy said as they walked back in the direction of his car.

" oh, oh I don't kn.." he began

"Come ON man!" Ash said " Dean's gonna be fighting, you don't wanna miss that!!" He finished with a howl at the moon. Somehow that set it off and soon all the guys were howling at the crescent sliver in the sky.

Before he knew it he'd been swept up in their energy and found himself pulling into a strange driveway as Ash and Garth discussed the fact that Dean was the best fighter they'd ever met. You could tell by the way they talked about him that they were fiercely proud of their friend.

Castiel parked in an already full yard, hardly missing that his Honda Civic was the cheapest car there. Then he pulled in.

The shiny four door, black 1967 Chevy Impala looked brand new next to his car. Dean parked, gunned the engine as he laughed and jumped out of the car. Running his hand affectionately over the trunk he said

"Castiel, this is baby" smiling down at his pride and joy.

"Beautiful" Castiel said, but he wasn't looking at the car. Before he could turn away Dean caught his gaze, winking at him before strolling away.

What the hell WAS that? Castiel thought. He was good to think he imagined it earlier, but no, Dean had winked at him three times already. What. The. Actual. Hell? His heart was starting to race as the image of Deans full lips pressed against his own flashed through his head. Shaking his head like he was trying to get water out of his ears he almost bumped straight into Benny. Who, at the moment was staring at him like he knew exactly what just flashed through his head. Taking a step back into Garth his head was swimming a little.

" come on. You ain't seen nothing til you've seen Dean fight"

Castiel tried to get his bearings but the group shuffled him along. They seemed almost as excited for him to see Dean fight as they were.