Dinner Confessions

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“I wasn’t aware that we could even get dinner delivered.”  Dean said from his spot at the table by the window.  Castiel had the same magnificent view that Sam had, just from the 3rd floor and they were planning to eat dinner while they looked at the landscape beyond.  Sometime in the last half hour it had started snowing again.

“We can.  Tonight’s choices are chicken in mushroom sauce or beef burgundy.  Vegetables are a steamed medley or steamed asparagus, salad, rice pilaf or baked potato.  What would you like?”  Castiel was reading off a menu sitting on the counter beside the large screen television.

“Beef, mixed veggies, and potato.”  Dean replied.

“No salad?”  Castiel asked.

“I don’t do rabbit food.” 

Castiel looked up from the menu and narrowed his eyes.  “Salad is good for you.  My sister makes a creamy house dressing you must try.  I’m ordering you one.”

Dean didn’t even protest.  If the man wasn’t so nice, and freaking hot as hell he might have thought about sassing him, but he opted to just roll his eyes and turn his attention back to the snow falling outside.  Castiel called the order down to the kitchen and moved to sit across from him.  He stared at the falling snow outside until something moving in the distance caught his attention.

“Hmm, moose.” 

Dean spotted the creature as it trekked its way across the falling snow.

“It’s big.”

“It’s an older male.  Rare in these parts.  They’re usually hunted down, but Gabriel made this a no hunting zone, and the wildlife somehow seem to know this place is safe.  Hunters aren’t allowed this far up the mountain.  If they’re caught, they get arrested and my brother sues for trespassing and endangering his guests.  So there are all kinds of wildlife up here.”  Castiel explained.  He pointed to the bright spotlights that lit the slopes up like it was the middle of the day.  “With the lighting, we can see the bears clearer.  Wolves too.”

“Bears?”  Dean knew there were bears but actually hearing that they were here and could show up?  Now he worried about his friends when they were out on the slopes.

“It’s alright.  Cain is out there watching out for them.”  Castiel assured him.

“Cain?  Another brother of yours?”  Dean asked.

“No, no, he’s a tracker my brother hired to keep an eye on the wildlife.  He’s good at what he does.”

“I’ve never seen a moose before, not counting my brother.”  Dean had a mischievous smirk that made Castiel smile.

“While your brother is tall, he would still run in terror from a bull claiming territory or chasing a female.”

“No doubt.  Still, kid’s a sasquatch.”  Dean murmured.  As he watched, the moose moved across the slope into the tree line on the other side.  Apparently the arrival of the moose flushed a startled fox out of hiding that dashed out into the snow and sat staring back towards where he’d just run from.

“Ha, lots of wildlife here.”  Dean actually liked that.  So what if there were bears?  If that Cain guy was as good as Castiel said, the skiers would be perfectly safe.

They had fallen into a discussion about the state of the hockey team when there came a knock at the door.  Castiel got up to answer it, finding his brother Alfie standing there grinning.  He rolled his eyes as he stepped aside so he could push the cart with their food inside.  His smile faded a bit when he saw Dean sitting at the table, fully clothed rather than hiding under blankets in the king size bed. 

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