Fic: Puzzle Pieces (9/9)
Title: Puzzle Pieces
Chapter: 9
Pairings/characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Gabriel
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Genre: Romance/AU
Summary:
AU after season 5. Dean finally realizes Castiel's feelings for him, and struggles to discover his own feelings. And when Castiel turns tail and runs like hell, what happens next?
A/N: And finished!
(Previous Chapter)
"No one is to know of our absence," Castiel told the angel that would be standing guard in front of the door.
"What should I tell the angels if they wish to speak with you?" The angel asked.
Gabriel rolled his eyes. Sometimes he really hated being in charge. "Tell them we're busy," he said slowly, as though talking to a three year-old. "Just handle it, alright? We won't be gone that long. A day, maybe."
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"Think those cowards will ever show their faces again?" Dean asked, handing his duffel bag to Sam, who threw it over his shoulder. It had been a week since Gabriel had left, and they were leaving for their third job in the same amount of time.
Sam gave an awkward shrug, not meeting Dean's eye as he started to turn away. Dean grabbed his brother's arm and spun him back around to face him. "What's with you?"
"Nothing, I'll wait in the car," Sam said, trying to free his arm from Dean's grasp, but Dean just tightened his grip.
"Answer me," Dean said firmly.
Sam finally raised his eyes to meet Dean's, and Dean let his brother pull his arm free. "Just thinking a lot, it's really nothing."
"Sammy," Dean said, raising his eyebrows. "Don't lie to me."
A heavy sigh left Sam's lips. "Fine, I was jesthinginboudgabreel."
"I can't understand you, Sam," Dean said.
"I was just thinking about Gabriel lately is all," Sam said. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "I mean yeah, you know Castiel really likes you, maybe loves you. But, I don't know. The way Gabriel kissed me. It was kind of like he was just trying to prove a point. Like it was just a joke or something."
Dean's eyebrows came together and he studied his brother's face for a moment. He was seriously concerned about this, but it seemed ridiculous. "Gabriel wouldn't-Okay, yeah, he would, actually," he said with a laugh. He cleared his throat awkwardly when he realized he wasn't helping. "I mean, he would, he's still the Trickster before he's an angel in my mind. But he wouldn't do that to you. Hell, he looks at you like the-" His voice broke off and he shut his eyes. "He just-Stop worrying, Sam."
"Like what?" Sam asked. "Like the way Cas always looks at you?"
Dean didn't answer, just turned his back on his brother and started going through the dresser to make sure they'd grabbed everything from the room.
"I'll wait in the car while you grab everything else," Sam called over his shoulder. A moment later, he heard the door slam shut.
Dean put his hands on the desk and leaned on them, pressing his palms into the rough wood grain. Yes, exactly like the way Cas looked at him. Used to look at him. When he had been around to even look at anyone. Dean couldn't even remember the last time that was. A month? Two? Longer? Sam still had hope that Gabriel would come back. He'd only left a week ago. Besides, lately, Gabriel always came back.
Used to think that about Cas too, an unhelpful voice reminded him. Cas wasn't coming back, and that was just fine with him. He and Sam could go back to how they were before. Back when they didn't need angelic help. Back when a phone call to Bobby would solve all their problems. And when a phone call didn't work, salt and a good gun always did.
Dean took a breath, picked his cell phone up from the desk and turned around, immediately cursing and falling back, catching himself on the desk. "Shit, Cas! Told you not to sneak up on me like that," he said, more out of habit before his brain caught up with his mouth. "Wait, shit, Cas!"
"I am sorry, Dean," Cas said, taking a step back, apparently thinking Dean would then say something about personal space, as he usually did. Dean however, just followed him the small distance, wrapping his arms around the angel in a tight hug. He felt Cas tense, then relax slightly into the embrace, his movements still a bit stilted as he awkwardly patted Dean on the back. Dean grinned into the angel's trench coat. The reaction was just so… Cas.
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Gabriel didn't wait for Sam to turn around from where he was throwing a bag into the back seat of the Impala. He just loudly made his presence known. "Hey kiddo. Miss me?"
Sam whipped around, and Gabriel grinned at the look of shock on the hunter's face. He watched in amusement, as the look shifted into something that made Gabriel think that Sam was either going to hug him or hit him. The hunter finally decided on the latter, though thankfully the punch wasn't aimed for his face.
"Honestly, your greetings get worse and worse," Gabriel said, rubbing the sore spot on his arm.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"I can promise your answer is no where in that sentence." At the death glare Sam gave him, Gabriel decided jokes weren't the best idea at that moment. "I was in Heaven, obviously. What's got you so pissed? Thought you said there was no reason to be angry about that?"
"Just stop, alright?" Sam said, shaking his head and walking around to the passenger's side of the Impala. Gabriel felt something akin to his heart drop to his feet. This was not going how he'd thought it would. He'd seen Cas and Dean together, and he'd seen the way Sam looked at him-Ok, so he'd royally screwed something up.
"Sorry, alright?" Gabriel said. "Jeez, all I did was try and teach you a lesson and-"
"Thanks," Sam said, his voice no longer angry, just casual. The forced casual tone, though, scared Gabriel a bit more.
"For what?" Gabriel asked.
"Clearing that up for me," Sam said. Gabriel, still lost, didn't respond. "You taught me your lesson. Mission accomplished, now you can go and check that off your to-do list or whatever, and go back to Heaven and ignore me in peace." Sam looked away form him and started to open the door to the Impala.
Gabriel's mind clicked at that moment, and he disappeared, reappearing directly next to Sam and slamming the door back. "That's what this is about?" He asked, rather exasperated with dealing with humans already. "That's why you're throwing your little temper tantrum? Because you think my only motivation in all of this was to teach you a damn lesson?"
Sam opened his mouth to say something, but Gabriel didn't particularly care what half-assed attempt at a comeback Sam had. He just curled a hand roughly in Sam's hair and pulled him forward into a deep kiss. He heard a sound of surprise come from Sam, which soon turned into a soft moan when Gabriel moved his tongue along to seam of the hunter's lips. Gabriel felt a hand clutching at the front of his shirt, and let Sam push him roughly against the Impala, pressing his body tight against Gabriel's. Gabriel smiled into the kiss, gladly sitting back and letting Sam take control.
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"Where have you been all this time?" Dean asked when he finally pulled back from Cas, though didn't move to step any further away than enough to look Cas in the eye.
"I had to take the cat to the vet," Cas said as though it were obvious.
Dean paused, looking at Cas strangely. "Cas, man, you don't have a cat," he said carefully, as though he were breaking the news to a child that a snake ate their pet rat.
"I know," Castiel said, his tone never changing. His eyes shifted to the side, then back to Dean. "Gabriel told me to say that."
Dean was silent for a moment, and then doubled over laughing. He laughed until tears started forming in his eyes, then finally managed to catch his breath, though he was still grinning when he looked back at Cas, who didn't seem to have moved a muscle, other than to tilt his head slightly in confusion at Dean. "And why would Gabriel tell you to say that?"
"I do not know, Castiel said. "He believed it to be a good enough reason, I suppose." Castiel paused and looked down, before meeting Dean's eyes again, looking slightly ashamed. "I was afraid of your reaction. And Gabriel said you were upset with me. Whether for kissing you or leaving, I was unaware."
"Cas," Dean said, a smile curling up one side of his mouth. "I wasn't mad at you for kissing me or leaving."
Cas tilted his head in confusion again. "Then why were you so upset?"
"Because you didn't come back, you son of a bitch." Only taking a moment to register the look of surprise on Castiel's face, Dean grabbed the lapels of the angel's trench coat and pulled him forward, pressing their lips soundly together. Apparently still unsure of what to do with his hands when in such close contact, Cas brought a shaking hand to rest tentatively on Dean's shoulder. Dean smiled slightly and wrapped a hand around Cas's neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. Cas relaxed against him, and opened his mouth to Dean. Then he did something with his tongue and-Dean heard a soft humming sound that he would never admit came from him.
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Gabriel wasn't sure how it worked. Sam was a hunter, and demon-blood addict, not to mention the vessel of the devil himself. And Gabriel was an Archangel turned Trickster turned Archangel turned God.
But somehow, they just fit…
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With Cas against him, and all the truth that he'd been completely oblivious to now laid out in front of him, suddenly it hit Dean. Every moment, every accident, every hunt, every death, every broken heart and every chance he'd missed.
It all fell into place…
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Like puzzle pieces.
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A/N: So there you have it! Finally finished! PLEASE review. I'd love to know what you wonderful readers think. I'd love to write a sequel, but I don't know what it would be about as of yet, so feel free to give me suggestions!
Chapter: 9
Pairings/characters: Dean/Castiel, Sam/Gabriel
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Genre: Romance/AU
Summary:
AU after season 5. Dean finally realizes Castiel's feelings for him, and struggles to discover his own feelings. And when Castiel turns tail and runs like hell, what happens next?
A/N: And finished!
(Previous Chapter)
"No one is to know of our absence," Castiel told the angel that would be standing guard in front of the door.
"What should I tell the angels if they wish to speak with you?" The angel asked.
Gabriel rolled his eyes. Sometimes he really hated being in charge. "Tell them we're busy," he said slowly, as though talking to a three year-old. "Just handle it, alright? We won't be gone that long. A day, maybe."
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"Think those cowards will ever show their faces again?" Dean asked, handing his duffel bag to Sam, who threw it over his shoulder. It had been a week since Gabriel had left, and they were leaving for their third job in the same amount of time.
Sam gave an awkward shrug, not meeting Dean's eye as he started to turn away. Dean grabbed his brother's arm and spun him back around to face him. "What's with you?"
"Nothing, I'll wait in the car," Sam said, trying to free his arm from Dean's grasp, but Dean just tightened his grip.
"Answer me," Dean said firmly.
Sam finally raised his eyes to meet Dean's, and Dean let his brother pull his arm free. "Just thinking a lot, it's really nothing."
"Sammy," Dean said, raising his eyebrows. "Don't lie to me."
A heavy sigh left Sam's lips. "Fine, I was jesthinginboudgabreel."
"I can't understand you, Sam," Dean said.
"I was just thinking about Gabriel lately is all," Sam said. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair. "I mean yeah, you know Castiel really likes you, maybe loves you. But, I don't know. The way Gabriel kissed me. It was kind of like he was just trying to prove a point. Like it was just a joke or something."
Dean's eyebrows came together and he studied his brother's face for a moment. He was seriously concerned about this, but it seemed ridiculous. "Gabriel wouldn't-Okay, yeah, he would, actually," he said with a laugh. He cleared his throat awkwardly when he realized he wasn't helping. "I mean, he would, he's still the Trickster before he's an angel in my mind. But he wouldn't do that to you. Hell, he looks at you like the-" His voice broke off and he shut his eyes. "He just-Stop worrying, Sam."
"Like what?" Sam asked. "Like the way Cas always looks at you?"
Dean didn't answer, just turned his back on his brother and started going through the dresser to make sure they'd grabbed everything from the room.
"I'll wait in the car while you grab everything else," Sam called over his shoulder. A moment later, he heard the door slam shut.
Dean put his hands on the desk and leaned on them, pressing his palms into the rough wood grain. Yes, exactly like the way Cas looked at him. Used to look at him. When he had been around to even look at anyone. Dean couldn't even remember the last time that was. A month? Two? Longer? Sam still had hope that Gabriel would come back. He'd only left a week ago. Besides, lately, Gabriel always came back.
Used to think that about Cas too, an unhelpful voice reminded him. Cas wasn't coming back, and that was just fine with him. He and Sam could go back to how they were before. Back when they didn't need angelic help. Back when a phone call to Bobby would solve all their problems. And when a phone call didn't work, salt and a good gun always did.
Dean took a breath, picked his cell phone up from the desk and turned around, immediately cursing and falling back, catching himself on the desk. "Shit, Cas! Told you not to sneak up on me like that," he said, more out of habit before his brain caught up with his mouth. "Wait, shit, Cas!"
"I am sorry, Dean," Cas said, taking a step back, apparently thinking Dean would then say something about personal space, as he usually did. Dean however, just followed him the small distance, wrapping his arms around the angel in a tight hug. He felt Cas tense, then relax slightly into the embrace, his movements still a bit stilted as he awkwardly patted Dean on the back. Dean grinned into the angel's trench coat. The reaction was just so… Cas.
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Gabriel didn't wait for Sam to turn around from where he was throwing a bag into the back seat of the Impala. He just loudly made his presence known. "Hey kiddo. Miss me?"
Sam whipped around, and Gabriel grinned at the look of shock on the hunter's face. He watched in amusement, as the look shifted into something that made Gabriel think that Sam was either going to hug him or hit him. The hunter finally decided on the latter, though thankfully the punch wasn't aimed for his face.
"Honestly, your greetings get worse and worse," Gabriel said, rubbing the sore spot on his arm.
"Where the hell have you been?"
"I can promise your answer is no where in that sentence." At the death glare Sam gave him, Gabriel decided jokes weren't the best idea at that moment. "I was in Heaven, obviously. What's got you so pissed? Thought you said there was no reason to be angry about that?"
"Just stop, alright?" Sam said, shaking his head and walking around to the passenger's side of the Impala. Gabriel felt something akin to his heart drop to his feet. This was not going how he'd thought it would. He'd seen Cas and Dean together, and he'd seen the way Sam looked at him-Ok, so he'd royally screwed something up.
"Sorry, alright?" Gabriel said. "Jeez, all I did was try and teach you a lesson and-"
"Thanks," Sam said, his voice no longer angry, just casual. The forced casual tone, though, scared Gabriel a bit more.
"For what?" Gabriel asked.
"Clearing that up for me," Sam said. Gabriel, still lost, didn't respond. "You taught me your lesson. Mission accomplished, now you can go and check that off your to-do list or whatever, and go back to Heaven and ignore me in peace." Sam looked away form him and started to open the door to the Impala.
Gabriel's mind clicked at that moment, and he disappeared, reappearing directly next to Sam and slamming the door back. "That's what this is about?" He asked, rather exasperated with dealing with humans already. "That's why you're throwing your little temper tantrum? Because you think my only motivation in all of this was to teach you a damn lesson?"
Sam opened his mouth to say something, but Gabriel didn't particularly care what half-assed attempt at a comeback Sam had. He just curled a hand roughly in Sam's hair and pulled him forward into a deep kiss. He heard a sound of surprise come from Sam, which soon turned into a soft moan when Gabriel moved his tongue along to seam of the hunter's lips. Gabriel felt a hand clutching at the front of his shirt, and let Sam push him roughly against the Impala, pressing his body tight against Gabriel's. Gabriel smiled into the kiss, gladly sitting back and letting Sam take control.
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"Where have you been all this time?" Dean asked when he finally pulled back from Cas, though didn't move to step any further away than enough to look Cas in the eye.
"I had to take the cat to the vet," Cas said as though it were obvious.
Dean paused, looking at Cas strangely. "Cas, man, you don't have a cat," he said carefully, as though he were breaking the news to a child that a snake ate their pet rat.
"I know," Castiel said, his tone never changing. His eyes shifted to the side, then back to Dean. "Gabriel told me to say that."
Dean was silent for a moment, and then doubled over laughing. He laughed until tears started forming in his eyes, then finally managed to catch his breath, though he was still grinning when he looked back at Cas, who didn't seem to have moved a muscle, other than to tilt his head slightly in confusion at Dean. "And why would Gabriel tell you to say that?"
"I do not know, Castiel said. "He believed it to be a good enough reason, I suppose." Castiel paused and looked down, before meeting Dean's eyes again, looking slightly ashamed. "I was afraid of your reaction. And Gabriel said you were upset with me. Whether for kissing you or leaving, I was unaware."
"Cas," Dean said, a smile curling up one side of his mouth. "I wasn't mad at you for kissing me or leaving."
Cas tilted his head in confusion again. "Then why were you so upset?"
"Because you didn't come back, you son of a bitch." Only taking a moment to register the look of surprise on Castiel's face, Dean grabbed the lapels of the angel's trench coat and pulled him forward, pressing their lips soundly together. Apparently still unsure of what to do with his hands when in such close contact, Cas brought a shaking hand to rest tentatively on Dean's shoulder. Dean smiled slightly and wrapped a hand around Cas's neck, pulling him closer to deepen the kiss. Cas relaxed against him, and opened his mouth to Dean. Then he did something with his tongue and-Dean heard a soft humming sound that he would never admit came from him.
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Gabriel wasn't sure how it worked. Sam was a hunter, and demon-blood addict, not to mention the vessel of the devil himself. And Gabriel was an Archangel turned Trickster turned Archangel turned God.
But somehow, they just fit…
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With Cas against him, and all the truth that he'd been completely oblivious to now laid out in front of him, suddenly it hit Dean. Every moment, every accident, every hunt, every death, every broken heart and every chance he'd missed.
It all fell into place…
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Like puzzle pieces.
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A/N: So there you have it! Finally finished! PLEASE review. I'd love to know what you wonderful readers think. I'd love to write a sequel, but I don't know what it would be about as of yet, so feel free to give me suggestions!