Our Little Condition

Dean

So there was a slight glitch, this was meant to be uploaded before the previous chapter. Sorry about that, hope this makes things a bit clearer...

Cas p.o.v

I slowly wake up and look lazily at the ceiling... That's strange, the angle of the light is off.  I turn my head and see the time: 11:37. Oh no, no,no! This cannot be happening! I am going to be late and I'll end up losing the Rowena contract. Crowley will have my head and neck on a silver tray by 12:15.

Jumping out of bed I rush to the bathroom and brush my teeth, not bothering to fix my messy hair. It'll just end up being a mess anyway. Grabbing a shirt, I climb into a pair of black slacks and slip into my shoes before buttoning the white shirt. As I rush out of the house, I grab my phone, trenchcoat and keys. Next to my keys is a pink stickynote with someone's handwriting on it. It isn't Gabe's handwriting, too sloped... I stop as I read the note:

Hey Cas

Dean thought you should get some sleep, so I asked Gabe what time your presentation was. I already sent it to Rowena, her lawyer and the possible partners. I also sent a mail to your secretary, telling him you won't be in today.

Have a rest day

Sam, 7:25 am

Sam sent my report in already. He also mailed Adam for me. How thoughtful. Also, Dean thought  I need to rest...Speaking of Dean, I remember being in Baby and the smell of Dean and the old leather of the car. I don't even remember getting to bed or even unbuckling myself. That's strange. But I can deal with that puzzle later. I need coffee and a muffin. 

And with that I left the house, but with a much more relaxed state of mind. There are bees lazily flying around a nearby garden. It is such a beautiful day, clear skies, fair weather and lovely bees buzzing about. I wonder what Dean is busy with now at work? I wonder how busy a mechanic is on average. Every time I go to a mechanic, it's been an uncomfortable experience. Too loud and full of judgement for my lack of know-how.

Doorbell jingle

Charlie is sitting at one of the computers on the side of the cafe', rainbow headphones on her head. 

"Imperio motherfucker! Now you're under my complete control you giant dick." Charlie yells, frantically attacking her keyboard. She doesn't hear the doorbell and is so absorbed in her game she also doesn't notice me walking up to her. I tap her on the shoulder and cause her to jump, her headphones jerking against its port in the computer, "Sweet princess Leia! Castiel, you nearly caused my heart to stop."

"I am sorry Charlie. I didn't mean to startle you. The doorbell did go off." I explain. 

Holding a hand over her heart, she takes a few seconds to focus on her breathing." Now that that's over with. Why are you here at such an odd time buttercup?"

"I had a big report due today and overslept because I was already 20 hours in on the preparatory work for the report," Charilie's eyes go wide, I hold up my hands and shrug softly..After logging out of her Harry Potter TriWizard Tournament Charlie Heads towards the counter. Staring on two cuppuchino's "What time is the report due?"

I look at the clock on the wall: 12:06

"Six minutes ago." I say simply.

Charlie nearly drops the cups in her hands, "You are late and here you are gabbing away with me!"

 "The Winchesters and my brother came to my office last night to help me finish it." I conclude, not noticing the smile forming on my face.  A smirk forms on my dear friend's face, "So you are telling me that Dean came over and helped you work and then you overslept, huh?" Chairlie's eyes gleam with mischieve.

Fiddling with the cup in my hand I answer: " What I am saying is: Dean, Sam and Gabriel all came to help me finish the report." I put emphasis on Sam and Gabriel's attendence.

"Semantics. So Dean came over to help you do work. He had you over for supper and I caught you two sucking face in the dining room" She makes eyebrow worms at me.

I blush, "I don't know what it means. I don't think Dean see's it in any real romantic light. Our brothers are infactuated with one another and he seems like the type of individual who would try to make his brother's life as easy as possible...including helping Sam's crush's brother out to prevent any hiccups." My heart might actually break if that is the case. But why would he be interested in me. I'm awkard, weak and nothing but a boring glorified accountant.

Tutting, Charlie explains."My dear Castiel. Oh, sweet and innocent Castiel. I have known Dean for going on 7 years. He has never as so much as bought a girl a bouquet of flowers. Let alone help them work and have them over for supper with Sammy. He obviously loves you. I so ship you two, Sabriel too but we aren't talking about them right now. He obviously loves you..."

Dean loves me?

"Earth to Cas. You're squinting like you're constipated."  Charlie is waving her hand infront of my face. I blush slightly.

"Sorry Charlie. Did you just say that Dean Winchester loves me?"

"I've been rambling for ages and that is what you note? But yeah, he does. He just doesn't realize it yet. That boy is motionally constipated."

"But then how do you know he loves me Charlie?" What if Charlie made a mistake? I'm getting worked up for a mistake in judgement.

"What part of 'I have known him for seven years' did you not understand? Besides, he blushes every damn time you are mentioned and Sammy told me that he may or may not have had major morning wood the morning after your make out sesh, thanks to you. Let's just add the fact that he came out for you, after years of basically being a major jiggalo" She explains, winking at me.

Dean Winchester seems to have feelings for me. Me!

"But Charlie" I say, my voice soft, "What should I do about it?"

"Since it seems like you are having a brain fart, is it safe to assume you too have feelings for him?" I nod my head, I don't trust my voice to speak.

"YAY!" Charlie exclaims, clapping her hands together. Her eyes sparkling to match the large smile on her face, completely in contrast with her shirt which says : "Smiles are MIA for the day".

"Well my future adoptive-brother-in-law. First things first. You two need to realize just how perfect you two are for each other so that you can get married and live happily ever after. So many things to think about! God!"

"Char-charlie, You are g-getting ahead of-f yourself. Dean s-still needs to f-figure out if he even has-has feelings for m-me." I say with a crimson face, draining what's left of my cuppuchino.

"Oh, what. That's nothing. Easy-peasy-lemon-squeezy "