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Pretend	By : LyokoWarrior19 Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3601 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own the Supernatural fandom, nor do I make any money from this. This is a work of fiction! I do not know Misha Collins, and I do not profit from these writings.

Chapter List
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Chapter 2
A/N: I wasn't actually planning on doing a chapter two, I just put Castiel at the end for a little dose of crack, but sense reviewers wanted to know what happened next, I wrote this to please you guys!
Castiel could hear Dean calling for him. It wasn't as loud as it usually was, and the angel couldn't find the hunter either. Faintly, in the back of his mind, the angel could hear his name over and over again. After being unable to find the Winchesters wherever Balthazar had hidden them and after all was said and done and the weapons where moved, Castiel called his brother and asked how to get to where ever they were.
Instead of telling, Balthazar merely smirked and gathered some supplies. "To get back," He started to explain, "Simply have them take you to the spot where they first entered that world, and I'll pull you guys back. I sent them to a place where there is no magic. However, I'm sure I can send you with your grace intact. I just need to revise the spell a bit."
Castiel closed his eyes. When he opened them again, he was surprised by what he found. He stared at himself, or rather a person who looked just like his vessel, Jimmy. But this wasn't really the part that surprised the angel – no, he found he was more surprised by the fact the Dean was currently in bed with the man who looked just like him.
Instead of waking the sleeping men, Castiel merely stared down at them, not able to comprehend what exactly he was seeing. He felt angry, betrayed, hurt even. Why, he did not know. He had seen Dean bed many women in their time of knowing each other but never before had the angel given it a second thought. But now, his chest lurched with an un known feeling, so, he put on his emotionless mask and called to his charge to wake up. When that didn't work, the angel kicked him – hard enough to knock the man off the bed.
Dean looked up at him with groggy eyes and said, "Misha?"
Castiel growled at being mistaken for this human, however he did not let it show. He merely looked down at his other self and asked, "Is that Jimmy's name in this world?" He then shrugged. "Stand. We are leaving."
The hunters eyes became large and he froze, seemingly unable to move, his mouth opened but no words came out.
Castiel rolled his eyes and gripped Dean's arm hard, roughly pulling him to his feet, "Unless you plan on appearing before your brother naked, I suggest you put your attire on." His voice was low and dangerous, making Dean shiver in his arms. "I will be back in 5 minutes with Sam." And then, he was gone.
Dean was still frozen for a moment before he finally jumped into gear. He grabbed his pants, desperately tugging them on, hopped around on one foot, bent over to get his shirt, threw it over his head, before finally throwing Misha's clothes at him. "Wake your ass up, Collins,"
The man bolted up, gripping his head and squinting his eyes. Once he looked around him and realize what he had done, he groaned, "My wife is gonna kill me." He grumbled.
"Get out Collins! Now!" Dean roared and the scared man did just that, almost forgetting to put his clothes on in the process. It was just in time as not only a second later did Castiel reappear, bringing Sam with him. Dean found himself unable to look at the angel. "So, are we ready to go?" He asked as he turned to pick up his wallet from the floor.
"Dude," Sam looked at him with a ludicrous expression, "what the hell happened to you. I called like 20 times!"
Dean almost sighed in relief: Cas hadn't told Sammy what he had seen. "I got a chick," The older brother lied with a smirk, "What did you expect. We had a night off and all." He then shrugged and slapped Sam's arm, "What did you do?"
At this, a blush spread against Sam's face, "I…nothing…"
Castiel looked back and forth between the two brother's with no emotion held on his face, however inside his anger grew more and more. He didn't understand what was happening, or why Dean was lying, and Castiel surely didn't comprehend what he saw not moments earlier. All he knew was that it had pissed him off. "If you two are done, we need to get back to the place you two first were when you arrived in this…awful world."
Castiel stood at the foot of Dean's bed, watching the Winchester sleep. It seemed both hunters had wore themselves out and while Sam had decided to stay the night at Bobby's, Dean chose instead to go out, get drunk, and pick up a girl. After he was finished with the black haired, blue eyed beauty, he had promptly kicked her out of his hotel room and passed out.
And now, Castiel stood over him angrily, watching as he slept in peace. Castiel had raised Dean from the pit, he had battled countless demons – and angels – to get to him. The angel had saved his life 100 times over again, and what did Castiel get in return? The angel growled in his mind, reaching for Dean, but the hunter's eyes instantly opened, sensing something was wrong. Castiel disappeared before he could be seen, afraid of what Dean would think, not knowing what he would say to the hunter.
The next time Dean called him, Castiel was too afraid to show up. He waited hours after the call before he got his nerve but by then the threat was averted. Dean was in his hotel room, Sam was nowhere to be seen. "Hello Dean." The angel spoke softly, "I am sorry for not appearing sooner, I was held up."
Dean turned and glared at him, rising from the desk as he did so. "We almost died Cas!" Dean got into his face and grabbed the collar of the angel's jacket tight, "Forget it Cas," The hunter growled, "I see we are just a bother, so don't worry, I won't be calling you any –"
Castiel cut Dean off by closing the space between their faces and placing a chaste kiss on his lips. Dean was frozen for a moment or two, but suddenly he was grabbing at Castiel's neck and waist desperately before forcing his tongue into the angel's mouth. When Castiel moaned, however, it snapped the hunter out of whatever fog he was in and he pushed his angel away, making the shorter man fall to the ground in shock. Shame was all Castiel felt. He was an angel of the lord, messenger of God, yet he had let down his guard and allowed a human to best him.
"Dammit Cas! What the fuck man? We can't do this, I don't want it," Dean growled as he wiped his mouth as if he were disgusted, "Let's just forget this man. You wanna get laid, go pick up a chick and leave me outta it!"
Castiel fought back tears as he stood once more. This time, he grabbed Dean roughly and snarled in his face, "Am I not good enough for the mighty Winchester! What made a man – who looked exactly like me – worthy and yet I am not good enough to even kiss? What did he have that I do not have!"
Dean didn't speak, didn't look into Castiel's pleading eyes. He kept his eyes on the ground and thought hard for a moment on how to answer his angel's question. Finally, the hunter took a deep breath and replied quietly, "I don't want you to lose your grace."
Loosening his grip on the human, Castiel tilted his head to the side, "One does not lose their grace for love. Our Father encourages us to love."
With wide eyes, Dean finally looked at the angel holding him captive, "You love me, Cas?" He asked tentatively.
The angel nodded, "I have loved you for longer then you realize, Dean. My only wish is for you to reciprocate these feelings."
"I…" The hunter sighed, "I have wanted you for a long time, Cas. But…I don't know if I can love you," The last few words were spoken quietly, his head once again turned away from the angel in shame, "I need some time to think, Cas. Please?"
After a moment, Castiel released him and nodded his head, "Yes, this is acceptable. Love is not something you should blindly jump into," Though his words were calm, tears stung at the angel's eyes, "I will give you your space to think," And with that, the angel disappeared, holding back his cries of angst.
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