Pull My Trigger

Chapter 1

Dean sighed and walked the hall. It was days like these that he disliked. The rain made his mood drop, and often he was tired all day. Cas seemed quiet on these days, and didn't like watching the cars go through the water, so nights became more stressful. Watching the cars, after all, made Cas tired enough to sleep.

As Dean walked, he realized something was off. Where was Cas anyway? He usually met him by the stairs at this time, and yet, approaching the steps, Cas was nowhere in sight. Just as he was about to go looking, a hand grabbed his shoulder. The hand forcefully turned him, and he knew immediately it wasn't Cas behind him.

"We need to talk Winchester."

"Damn Jo, last names? What have I done this time?" Dean smiled.

"It's not what you did, it's what your dumbass boyfriend did." Jo snapped. Deans smile dropped and turned to a scowl.

"Don't you dare insult Cas, you hear me?" Dean growled. Jo backed up a step, but didn't get less defensive.

"Why is your boyfriend making out with my girlfriend?!" Jo demanded. Deans eyes widened.

"You're gay?" Dean said is surprise. They were both quiet for a moment, then Jo spoke up.

"I'm bi. What, you didn't know that?"

"No... I mean, yeah, that's cool, you're, uh, gayness. But I have no idea what your talking about." Dean said.

"But you're always together, you must know." Jo said pleadingly.

"Look, I'm not- he's not my boyfriend. We're not... A thing. I truly have no idea, I'm as surprised as you are. The guy has no interest in anyone as far as I know." Dean said. It was a lie of course, as the text from Sam instantly popped into his head. But then, he didn't know the details of that.

"Look, I should go find him. He's been real tense the last few days. You know, we spent that week at the apartment after he got hurt, I think he's having a hard time getting back into it." Dean said.

"Yeah... Yeah, you're probably right. Why would he be interested in Charlie, right?" Jo said. She tried to laugh, but Dean could see it bothered her. He was going to say something, but as he opened his mouth, Charlie rounded the corner with none other than Cas.

"It's ok, I know what it looks like, but I've been given full permission to explain." Charlie said quickly.

"Permission? From who?" Jo snapped.

"From Cas. Look, he said he wanted to practice on someone who wouldn't care. I tried to explain that I couldn't, but he just went for it. And when I pushed him back so we could talk... He saw you, Jo, and he freaked out."

That sounded like Cas. Except for the kissing part.

"Why?" Dean asked. All three looked at him, but Cas looked at his forehead. He could tell he was trying not to make eye contact.

"I don't know. He just went quiet after he saw Jo. I asked if I could explain to her, and he nodded, but he hasn't said anything." Charlie explained.

"Ok, Cas, hey. Look at me, just for a second. Look at me eyes." Dean said quietly. He touched Cas' hand and moved his fingers until he was at Cas' shoulder.

"Cas, do you see angry? Do my eyes look angry?" Dean asked. Cas shook his head.

"Good, see? I'm not upset. I'm confused, but I'm not upset. We don't have to talk about it if-"

Cas shook his head rapidly. Deans eyebrows scrunched but he tried not to look concerned.

"Ok, we won't talk. You don't seem to wanna talk about anything. You want it to be a quiet day?" Dean asked. He nodded.