Chapter 20: Can't Get Enough

The warm afternoon sun beat down on the dusty, unkempt car cemetery behind Bobby's house. Bobby spent his afternoon in the sun, enjoying his old, used up mustang. He had been working on this piece of junk for years. It didn't go far or last long on the road. But for some reason Bobby didn't have the heart to let it rust away or toss it in with the other piles of scrap metal. He rolled his sleeves up and brought a clean cloth to his face to wipe the sweat off his forehead.

It had been kind of fun watching Dean and Cas make good use of his baby while Cas learned how to drive. Bobby realized he didn't have much patience for teaching and handed the wheel over to Dean. But at least some use came out of his old, beat-up mustang.

Bobby wiped the oil from the palm of his hand as Dean and Cas walked outside toward the Impala. Shit, these boys had gone and changed on him, he realized. He watched as Dean loaded the Impala with road trip supplies and everything but hunting gear. Him and Cas planned on taking a few days to themselves, without zapping anywhere, according to Dean. Just hitting the pavement and driving to Dean's favorite places in American, to share with Castiel, his friend and now the love of his life.

Bobby watched as Cas stood back, hands on his hips, and a look of helpless frustration on his face. Bobby knew that Cas was just as hands on as Dean and still learning the ropes in terms of driving and human interaction. He was a warrior after all. He didn't give up or give in that easily. He wouldn't just sit back on his heels either and let others do something for him, Bobby recognized a fighter when he saw one.

Cas wore one of Dean's old shirts and pair of jeans. He looked more out of place then when he dressed in a suit and tie. He seemed dorkier now than before, with the oversized shirt and jeans. Still, he gave credit to where it was due and Castiel was trying his hardest to fit in.

They continued packing the Impala, though Dean seemed to be stalling. Bobby knew it was because he wanted to talk to Sam before he went on vacation. It was understandable, those boys where family and when they separated for a long while, they needed to leave on good terms.

Bobby reached out and grabbed the cold beer from the hood of the mustang. Dean and Cas came back some time last night but there was still no word from Sam. But Bobby knew Sam wouldn't wait too long. He probably just needed to get his story straight before showing up here.

Bobby wondered if Sam would admit there was something going on between him and that angel. He saw it clear as day walking into the kitchen that one afternoon. Sure, he didn't know Balthazar all that well but he recognized lust when he saw it. And that angel had the hots for Sam like it was no one's business. Then when Sam stumbled in, frantic and out of breath- Bobby knew instantly. Sam had never been able to hide his tell well from Bobby and he saw the heat in Sam's eyes too. So Bobby did the only thing he could do, exist without making a show. He made up some hum-drum excuse about being tired and walked his happy butt right up to his room, leaving those two alone.

A small smile formed on his lips as he sipped his refreshing beer. Both boys had fallen in love about the same time and with angels. Bobby let the fact that they were male angels fall politely away to the side. It didn't matter who those boys loved in his opinion. Love was love. Male, female, supernatural creature, demon, angel… it was all the same, well maybe not demon.

Falling in love comes unexpectedly and who was Bobby to judge the boys on who they fell head over heels for. Though he still had to get used to the idea of Cas now being a permanent part of their little family. Dean better work on those social skills of his, Bobby thought cynically. However, Bobby did like the idea of angels watching over his boys. He knew he could count on them having one hell of a backup fighter should they get into a fight.

Suddenly he heard the flapping of wings. Cas was still standing by the Impala, so it wasn't him fluttering about. But Bobby did notice that his back tensed and Cas turned. Balthazar, the angel who Bobby met a few days ago walked out of the side door to greet them outside, a broad, handsome smile on his face.

At least Sam didn't have to coach that one on how to behave in public, Bobby thought laughingly as Balthazar gave Cas a big bear hug. Cas seemed surprised and almost put out as he was dropped back down to his feet unceremoniously by the other angel.

Bobby leaned back against the hood of the car and watched them, wondering how his little family had all of a sudden grown over night.


Bobby's library had gotten mighty quiet. Everyone had spread out, as though afraid to get to close. Cas stood, arms folded across his chest, by the far wall, his cold eyes focused on Balthazar. Balthazar leaned casually against the doorway. Ankles crossed and drink in hand, as he winked coyly at Cas.

Dean frowned. He wasn't sure about this Balthazar guy. He seemed completely opposite of his brother.

Sam deserved someone who could appreciate him and his qualities, but this angel…? Dean glared at him from his chair, watching as he sipped on a stiff whiskey. He didn't seem to fit Sam at all. Except when Dean's gaze traveled back to his brother, who sat across from him with a serious look on his face, Dean knew he was too late on an intervention between them.

Dean cleared his throat awkwardly, "So… you two are headed for France?"

Sam shifted in his seat, uncomfortable. "Yeah, just for a bit."

"How long's a bit?" Dean asked, narrowing his eyes at his little brother.

"What's it to you?" Balthazar asked casually from the doorway. "We don't care how long you and Cas will be gone for."

Dean shot a dangerous look at the angel, "I was asking my brother, not you."

Balthazar shrugged noncommittally, "You might as well start getting used to me, Dean. I'm with Sam now. You can't change that."

"Yeah, we'll see."

Balthazar took a step forward, a sudden confrontation burning in his eyes, his mouth about to open in retort when Cas abruptly moved from the wall and stood directly in front of Balthazar.

Sam held up a hand too, "Okay!" He always played the mediator, and now it was between Dean and Balthazar. After a moment, Sam finally said to Dean, "Balthazar's right, Dean. What's it to you how long we're gone, anyway? We're leaving and so are you."

Dean let out a snort in disbelief, loyalties where already shifting, he thought bitterly. Though if Sam and Cas got in a fight, Dean vaguely wondered who he would side with. Except Sam hadn't really declared his love for this angel like Dean did for Cas. So far, Sam hasn't told him anything other than they wanted to take a little Eurotrip.

"We're just going on a road trip- you're jumping a friggin' ocean. There's a difference, Sam."

"So what? If something happens, I can be back here in a heartbeat," he glanced at Balthazar, who said nothing, simply nodded in agreement. "So what's the big deal, Dean?"

Suddenly Cas's husky voice filled the room. "I agree with Sam's logic, Dean. If something happens to him- he'll be protected with Balthazar. And if you want, we can get to Sam just as quickly."

"You're not helping, Cas," Dean grumbled.

"Dean…" Sam said calmly, "Just be honest with me. Cause I'm really pretty sure I already know why you don't want me leaving."

Dean clenched his jaw and spoke in a low voice, though knowing perfectly well that Balthazar could hear him, "I don't trust him, Sam. God only knows what could happen- he could abandon you there and how am I suppose to get to you when you're on Mount Everest?"

"Dean," Sam said slowly, as though choosing his words carefully. "I trust Balthazar."

"Give me one good reason why I should?" he asked angrily, "So far I've only seen him abandon the people he cares for!"

"I'll give you five fingers worth of trust, you bloody ass…" Balthazar stepped forward, fist raised about to strike. Cas easily caught his fist within his palm and grabbed Balthazar's jacket lapels, pushing him backwards, away from Dean and Sam.

"You're not being very helpful, Balthazar." Cas replied drily, still holding onto his furious friend.

Sam leapt to his feet, royally pissed off at Dean. "You wanna know why you should trust him?" He shouted, his dark brown eyes sparkling with fire, "Because I love him- all right? And he loves me too."

Dean stared at his younger brother in shock. He had not expected the l-word from Sam so soon. He had been burned so many times in the past that Sam kept his heart under lock and key and armored guard. Now, he spewed it out like it was nothing. And it involved that arrogant bastard of an angel.

Dean glared at the two of them. Not liking the pair but reluctantly realizing, it didn't matter what he liked. It was what mattered to Sam. So he had no choice but to accept it.

Sam had been supportive when Dean revealed the truth about him and Cas. The least he could do was show the same support, even if it killed him, Dean thought reluctantly, still weary of Balthazar.

Cas had also started giving Dean the big dewy eyed look too. Great, he thought, when Cas looked at him like that, all vulnerable and compassionate, it made his heart melt like a little girl. "Fine," he spat out, getting to his feet. "You made your choice- the least I can do is respect that."

Sam looked unconvinced, "Seriously?"

Dean sighed in frustration. He had to demonstrate his wiliness to work with Balthazar. So he buckled down his pride and strutted over to the angel.

Balthazar almost took a step back in surprise but stayed his ground. Dean glared at him, "Do you really love my brother."

Balthazar didn't hesitate, "Yes."

Dean wavered. He read the truth in his eyes. Balthazar meant it.

"Can I trust you to take care of him, especially when I'm not around?" Dean asked. He felt Sam's famous eye roll from behind him.

Balthazar slowly began to ease his stance, no longer tense. "Completely," he responded.

"And if I want him back here, you'll bring him back?"

"Dean…" Sam said agonizingly.

Balthazar nodded, "Yes- but only if Sam wants to go too."

Dean narrowed his eyes. He realized that he was verbally sparring with a pro. He slowly felt the hard walls that he had built around his heart against Balthazar falter, especially when he didn't hesitate on his declaration of love for Sammy.

"Fine- you have my consent." Dean said, knowing he was being an overbearing butt head, but he didn't care. He loved Sam too much to see anymore bad relationships ruin his chance at ever finding happiness. If anything where to happen to Sam because Dean didn't check his blind spot, then he'd feel guilty.

"Thanks- Dad," Balthazar said with a slow, taunting smile.

Sam sent Dean a hard look, "You're really an ass sometimes, dude."

Dean shrugged, "It's my specialty."

"Right… so we're good?" Sam asked, skeptical.

Dean sighed and went to Sam. He didn't want them ending on bad terms. Just like their own father would with them- leaving whenever they got emotional or anxious. Their dad left at some of their most important moments of their lives. And Dean didn't want to ruin this moment with Sam. Especially when it involved something as important as love.

"I'm sorry, Sam. I just had to be sure. I know I'm an overprotecting son of a bitch some times," Dean said and Sam nodded in agreement. "I want you to know that even if I don't really like you're relationship, I still love you and that won't ever change- no matter how far you go or how much you screw up."

Sam suddenly laughed, "That has to be the worst yet best apology I've ever gotten from you, Dean."

Dean smiled sheepishly, "What can I say- I'm not good with apologies."

"I would've never guessed," Balthazar remarked coolly.

Dean pursed his lips at the angel about to mouth off when Bobby came down the stairs. "So you knuckleheads about to hit the road or what?"

Dean bit back his tongue and knew he would have to try harder on being civil, even if Balthazar wasn't. He'd do it for Sam. "Why, you gotta hot date, Bobby?"

Bobby raised his eyebrow, "No- I'm just tired of all this lovey-dovey crap fillin' up my house."

Sam walked over to Balthazar, Dean to Cas. Bobby noticed this and strode over to his desk. "Good thing I already found the love of my life. Just glad you boys did too." He sounded sincere which surprised Dean. Then Bobby winked at them, "Luckily this isn't California, eh boys?" he said teasingly.

Sam rolled his eyes and Balthazar smirked in understanding. Dean on the other hand panicked slightly when Cas asked, "What's wrong with California?"

"Nothing…" Dean said suddenly, wanting to reach across Bobby's book riddled desk and strangle him. "I'll tell you about it later."

Cas nodded, though his eyes narrowed suspiciously between Dean and Bobby.

"Well, gentlemen, it's been fun," Balthazar said with a dramatic air. Sam seemed to be biting back a smile as he stepped closer to the angel, his hand touching his. "We have a reservation at a lovely bistro in Pairs."

Sam locked his gaze one last time with Dean. Dean suddenly felt happy, all because he could see the happiness in his brother now. "See yeah when we get back," Sam said promisingly.

Dean nodded, grabbing hold of Cas's hand for the comfort. "Yeah, have fun."

"You too," Sam smiled broadly, pure joy sparkling in those big brown eyes. A look Dean had rarely ever seen from Sam. And all because of this angel, Dean thought in awe, his eyes moving back to Balthazar. If nothing else, Dean realized, Balthazar gave Sam this- a sense of happiness.

Balthazar saluted Bobby with his glass and cheered Dean and Cas, before wrapping an arm around Sam's waist and vanishing.

Dean smiled lightly, feeling content. Sam would be all right. He had to trust that. He glanced over his shoulder to his angel standing beside him, who watched him with that hawk like gaze.

"He will be fine." Cas stated firmly.

Dean nodded, knowing it was true. He kissed Cas lightly on the lips, knowing that Bobby was still in the room and probably didn't want to see their PDA.

"You ready to roll?" Dean asked Cas.

Cas nodded, his eyes suddenly anxious and excited, "Can I drive?"

Dean didn't hesitate with his answer, "No."

Bobby's laughter was the last thing they heard as they said their good bye and walked out into the night. Dean's black, metal Impala sat waiting for them. He had filled her tank, washed her coat and cleaned out the inside. He wanted his baby to feel shiny and new for his and Cas's first road trip together.

"Dean…?" Cas asked again, "May I drive for just the first few miles?"

Dean held the keys in the palm of his hand and looked over the hood of the car. Castiel stood there, wearing one of Dean's shirts and jeans. He looked more appealing than ever in that moment. The needy want on his face, mixed with the brilliance of his blue eyes and handsome features. How'd he get so lucky as to ensnare such an angel? Dean wondered vaguely as he tossed his keys over to Cas.

"How about the first hour?"

Cas beamed, his smile always warming his heart. Cas walked over to Dean's side of the car and was about to jump in the driver's seat when Dean stopped him. Heart in his throat, soul exposed for this angel, he whispered, "I love you." Dean then moved and captured those soft, delicate lips.

Cas continued to smile as their lips met. The kiss was sweet, soft and perfect. Dean hummed happily in the back of his throat when Cas slid a hand over his neck and pulling him closer in their embrace.

Cas kissed the side of his face, breath choppy as he whispered, "I love you too."

Dean kissed him one last time before muttering, "We better get going or we'll end up starting our road trip tomorrow."

Cas laughed and got into the driver's seat. Dean walked to the passenger side and slid in. He turned on a tape of Bad Company, and let the music wash over him. He sat back as Cas started up the Impala, her engine roaring to life and headlights flashing on the road ahead. Dean couldn't stop smiling. Everything suddenly felt right. It was as if his whole life had led up to this moment of perfect serenity.

He felt truly and utterly happy for the first time, in a long time.

Castiel slowly rolled out of Bobby's driveway and headed for the highway with Dean's instruction. They had 2,000 miles of road to cover before their first stop. Wherever the road took them after that… they didn't plan or know.

The End


**Thanks for reading my Cas/Dean & Sam/Balthazar story! It's been quite a fun ride writing for the Supernatural fanfiction community! I've received so much positive feedback & good reviews that I sincerely didn't want to end the story just because of you guys! Thanks again for the all the support- especially when I took the risky move of a slash story between Sam & Balthazar.

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~kidneythieves

btw... I've decided to take everyone's advice & have already started a Sam/Balthazar story! ;)

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