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*A few hours later, and Castiel and Dean are off to dinner and a movie. Adrian and the rest of the bunker's inhabitants are watching a movie in Sam's room.*
"Adrian, I really don't see the point in this movie..."
"Shut it, Samsquatch, Tank Girl is a cult classic."
All of a sudden, a small dog appears on Adrian's lap. Sam looks towards Adrian, who is currently petting the dog. "Um, Adrian, please tell me that you summoned the corgi..?" Adrian glanced up at Sam, then returned her attention to the movie, while Charlie and Kevin pet the dog, and Crowley inched away from it. Sam noticed the King's movement. "Crowley, what's wrong?"
Crowley gave Sam a taste of his own bitchface.
"Your bloody cherub currently has a Goddamn archangel on her lap! What do you think is 'wrong?'" Sam looked at the dog in confusion. "But, I thought they were all dead..."
All of a sudden, a certain candy-eating archangel was sitting in Sam's lap with a lollipop in his mouth and a shit-eating grin on his face. "Sup, Sammykins, long time, no ass-squeezing." Sam tossed Gabriel onto the floor, his face filled with pain and horror, and walked briskly out of the room. Adrian looked a her older brother with a concerned face, and followed the younger Winchester out of the room. Adrian found him in the bunker's library shortly after the sudden leave and walked over to him.
She quietly snuck her hands around Sam's stomach to give him a hug, and was shocked to feel him quickly return the gesture. She slowly snuck one of her hands to his head and stroked his hair. Sam squeezed her waist a little tighter and she heard him release a small sob. Adrian turned her head when she suddenly heard a small cough, and saw Gabriel looking at her with guilt. She quickly mouthed, "He needs some time to think" and watched as the archangel walked away, head hung low, and lollipop missing from his hand. Adrian rubbed the man's back as she slowly started humming and enochian song to him. She waited a few minutes as he slowly started to cease his crying, and gave a small smile when he looked back up at her.
"Sam, you wanna go lay down?" The human looked at Adrian, and gave a small nod, showing in his face that he wanted to say something. Adrian gave him a small pat on the back, and said, "Is there something you wanna say?" Sam nodded. "Can it just be the two of us? I don't want to talk to anyone right now." The cherub nodded, and took Sam's hand, leading him to her room. "And Adrian?" Adrian halted. "Yeah, Sam?" Sam looked at her sheepishly, then quietly said, "Please don't mention this to Dean. Or anyone, really. Please?" Adrian quickly nodded. "Of course, I'll just tell the others where we'll be, in case any of them come along snooping, alright?" This time, it was Sam's turn to nod.
*Same time, Dean and Castiel are at a small diner.*
"So, uh, Cas. How did you like the movie?" Dean asked with a small, uncertain laugh. Castiel took his mind off of his burger to look at the older Winchester brother. "I didn't really understand the plot of it."
Dean looked at Cas, his mouth abruptly halting in making love to his burger. He looked down at his food, setting it onto his plate, and move his eyes up to Castiel's baby blues. "Are you telling me that you didn't like Stark Trek?" Cas looked down at his hands, a small frown forming on his face. "I-I liked it very much, it's just... I didn't pay much attention to the movie itself...." Dean gave a questioning look to the old angel. "Cas, did you even want to go to see the movie?" "Um, not really. Adrian made you and I leave the bunker. She said she wanted to spend some time with Sam." Dean gave a doubtful glance to Castiel. "And nobody else had to leave the bunker? 'Cause I didn't hear her ask anyone else in the damn building to leave. What's really going on, man?" Castiel slammed his hands down onto the diner table, before roughly combing them through his hair. Dean could tell his friend was stressed, but he didn't know what about.
"Cas, look man, you don't have to tell me-"
"She told me to leave because of the feelings I have towards you." This sudden outburst caused Dean to spit out his drink. He wiped his mouth and looked towards his friend. "W-What?" Castiel returned the glance towards his friend. "I, I shouldn't have said anything, I'll, I'll just go." The angel stood up to leave, but before he could, Dean grabbed the arm of his trenchcoat. "What? Say that again, Cas. Just so I know you aren't shitting me."
Castiel looked down at the hand on his arm, and a memory of a man kneeling before him, begging him to remember, flashed through his mind. With a sudden burst of courage, Castiel grabbed Dean by the lapels of his flannel shirt, and crushed their lips together. Dean nearly toppled over in shock, while Castiel just held a gentle hand to the back of his head. Slowly, but surely, Dean lost control in the kiss, and just went with it. Cas stopped the kiss, and put his forehead against Dean's. The human was panting, his face slightly reddened. "Why'd you stop?"
"Dean, we're in public. The things I want to do to you, I can't do them here." Dean's eyes widened, and he looked around, realizing that they were still, in fact, in the diner. He turned to Castiel, and quickly whispered, "Can we do it in my car?" The angel grabbed his arm, looked around, and flew them to the inside of the impala.
*Two Hours Later. Cas and Dean have returned to the bunker after some....top and heavy tango.*
"Cas, you, you gotta be quiet. You'll wake everyone up."
"Dean, no one is sleeping."
"How d'you know that, man?"
"I am an angel, Dean. I can see who is awake."
"Oh, right."
The human and his angel companion quietly walked the halls of the bunker, checking each room to see where the rest of their friends were. Dean opened Sam's door, expecting the moose to be inside, but he only saw Charlie, Kevin, and Crowley, watching what appeared to be Batman. Dean looked at Crowley, who simply said, "A corgi took of with the kiddies to Adrian's." Dean closed the door, and turned to Castiel. "A corgi?" Castiel's faced paled, and he quietly whispered, "Gabriel." The angel turned around, and stalked off towards Adrian's room. Dean followed, confused and pissed, having figured out what his quiet boyfriend?/lover?/friend? meant by his one word.
The angel and his human found the door of Adrian's room open, which was strange, as it was usually closed. Dean nudged the door open, and was shocked by what he found. Sam, Adrian, and Gabriel were all nestled underneath a pillow/blanket fort. The three were in a pile of limbs, with Adrian stretched over the two, and her head tucked under Sam's chin, her arm slouched over Gabriel's chest. Gabriel had his own arm and leg over Sam's, and his head was on Sam's shoulder. The angel, cherub, and moose all looked peaceful, so Dean and Castiel snuck out, making sure to be quiet.
When they left the room, Dean looked at Cas with confusion. "So, what? Are they....are they banging, or not?" Castiel looked to the door. "I don't know. I do know that Adrian has feelings for the both of them, but if they are 'banging', that, I don't know, nor do I wish to know. Dean grimaced at the thought, but then it turned to confusion. "Wait, aren't you guys against incest?" Castiel shook his head. "Technically, Adrian and Gabriel are not related. Yes, they do relate as brother and sister, just as I do with them, but we are used to knowing each other as family." Dean whistled. "I understood half of that." "They may or may not be 'banging.'" Dean smirked, his face hiding the cringe. "Way to clear that up. Thanks, Cas. My mind will be filled with horror for the rest of my life."
Just then, Adrian walked out into the hall. "Will you two just go to your room and fuck already. I am trying to accomplish sleep on a moose and a candy-addicted corgi angel. What I mean to say is, stop being so loud here, and be loud somewhere else." Dean and Cas looked at the cherub, then to each other, and slowly backed away to Dean's room. Nodding in victory, Adrian walked back into her room, making sure to close her door.
As she climbed back onto her man-pile, she felt two arms wrap around her, and a candy-scented tongue lick her face. She was just about to fall asleep when she heard a certain King's voice.
"For the love of all that is holy, why did you two arses choose NEXT DOOR TO HAVE SEX?!"
Adrian shrugged, then felt Sam chuckle as he whispered to the two bodies in the room, "At least we stayed in here, tonight."