Chapter 6 - Decisions
Mia had her night shift and it was hard. The bar was packed and every three seconds they had to pick up a new order. After the death of two guards and the ominous gas explosion that about two dozen people, the sight had cost the people of Red Oaks was above all a mood: drinking.
"You know, I think the world is going so slowly to the dogs," thundered an old man at the bar, who watched the news just over a city where an unknown virus unexpectedly broken out and this was was now under strict quarantine.
"In my time we had no diseases and the economy was also not in ruins ..."
"Yes, but we all know that you have President Lincoln's hand protected designations shocking, you old codger, "interrupted Jim, the foreman. His buddies and he fell into a hollow laugh that quickly fell silent. Four of their men were in the hospital and had gone blind. As Mia heard the door of the saloon, she groaned. Normally they would have long since given notice to the Chief that there is enough People in the shop and had them totally understaffed to handle the crowds could not. But her boss was away for a week and they had the greatest disgust at the neck, she could imagine. He was even happy about what had happened to the poor people of this city. Was it only the more revenue for him. As Mia looked up between two orders, was to greet the new guest, you are the heart and the three beers were their almost fell from his hand. He was. Jack. The "The best night of my life, Jack."
* Dean's POV: *
The club was packed that night. The bar was completely occupied, so I took a corner table of preference. Is just as well. I sat down and talked to me already like me in a very familiar voice with a English accent.
"What do you drink?"
I looked up and saw Mia, who was at the bartender uniform and armed with pen and paper before me.
"I think about the" you "we are already long gone since last night."
She blushed and chuckled briefly.
"I thought you were just passing through here? "
" Though I am, I'll probably leave tomorrow. "
I was looking in my jacket for my piece of paper and drew it out.
"Here, make me like your little can of ne and bring it to me."
I gave her the note with the recipe from the Purple Nurple ... I love this drink easy.
"Ne pot, honey, say only, forget what you want." She looked at him mischievously and the memory of the kiss with Cas came instantly to the surface. I again felt his lips full and soft. His body pressed tightly against my so strong and unyielding as a rock.
"Oh yes, and I have to forget what"
Mia stuck the note on the notepad and then said very coldly:
"Your order will arrive as soon as possible _Sir *, _ * what do we have today much activity. "
you went away from snapped. I sat there and wondered what her louse now had run through the liver and slapped me on the forehead as the realization hit me like lightning. I
idiot, she thinks now Of course I want to forget the night with her, am truly the real ladies' man.
Mia's return, she asked without a word and very vigorously the pot on the table so that some spilled over, and a small glass of it. I thanked him kindly and wanted to try to clarify the misunderstanding, but she left, now makes it more stomping yes, back to the bar without me ever listen. And I could have sworn a "typical men" to hear from you muttered.
"What we have not ..." I poured the first full shot and dumped him on Ex
billion was for the next shot.
for Castiel Betascherei that made me horny.
and Numero Three.
for the kiss ...
After this I noticed that my head is already buzzing and the heat in my throat slowly set on fire.
God, what shall I do now merely ... Castiel is about gay? No ... can not be. I mean, Jimmy himself had once wife and children and Castiel was ... is an angel, so where is this coming already .... Hm, frustration ... course. Cas has now been well and a half years in possession of a body, did not have sex or is there any outlet for those needs. I choked on my fourth shot and the drink ran me through the nose when a picture was in my head. Cas in a seedy motel room on our bed, a porn is on TV and he - well, do what normal men do in such situations when they are alone. I coughed and shook his head to get rid of the image. But a smile I could not resist this idea of Cas was too .... absurd. But I doubted seriously, that Cas even thought of such things. Well, it would at least explain why Cas has been snogs me. I would get nothing more than a year in the sheets, I would probably leap on anything that is not at three in the trees. My smile disappeared when I realized how lucky I was really still. Lucky that Castiel just wanted a kiss. If he wanted more, I could not really stop him from it. Cas was strong and when he gets in an uproar, he is almost a steam roller. The idea of Cas, who with me These things do?, Made me jump a shiver down the spine. I completed my fifth and last shot. On the Cas kiss me chose.
A sorrowful smile playing around my lips and I tipped the Purple.
But again and again circled the memories of Cas' kiss and the tingle of his touch in my head. And I have certainly responded to Cas and in a way that I never ever would have expected, let alone speak loudly than ever would. My tongue went automatically on my dry lips. I asked myself unconscious before it was Cas' tongue.
"Oh my God, I'm just?"
I banged my head on the table. I was almost crying on the felt. Yes, it was so pathetic and comical, one could almost laugh about it again.
But then I was in any way ... well, maybe a little bit. I just giggled and Hicks. After five Purple Nurple ex can be found on just about everything funny. So what do I do now? Okay, he kissed me .... it is not the world as .... Cas's just a little confused ... he probably does not even know what he had done. He thought perhaps that it is human beings no matter with which They perverted sex.
"Hm would fit Cas" I mumbled quietly. But the only broke one of my problems. For the other was that I enjoyed it a little. Far too very much. Damn, I liked it real! I tore my hair out. Damn, I'm not bi, let alone gay, right? My hand was trembling and I held on to the edge of the table clutching so it does not kill us. Okay Dean, the hour of truth has arrived. No one will know about it, and when it's over, I'll bury it deep, deep in the end of my brain and never think about it again.
I took a quiet and ventured a look through the club.
through the crowd.
the guys.
I was looking for a well, out very good looking guy, stop NEN hot brush. The thought slipped my already blush. I tried to imagine how he kissed me or I him? I had no idea of such a thing and before I knew it, my eyes were directed at my empty glass and I groped like a shy girl in the Prom Night. God, Dean tear yourself together, you're usually not as prudish. No one pays attention to you, you see, let alone heard, what you think. So go ahead, try number two and this time with taste.
I looked at the guy who introduced me, as I pushed him against the wall, he slid my tongue down her throat. Our bodies rubbed against each other, we were both naked.
I grab his ... Oh, thank God, I'm soooo gay NOT. I breathed easier because all I was just so wonderfully vivid through my head, I did gymnastics not to quite the opposite was the case. Suddenly I felt like everything was easier. I looked once more over to Mia and the memories of last night flashed before my eyes. The dance, the kisses, the sex. And hello Jonny! Yes, He stood and said: All right. I heard a formal roll the rock of my heart that was present since Castiel kiss. I got up, paid for my drinks and walked with a firm resolve Cas educate first time out into the fresh night air.
An hour later
Dean lurched through the streets of Red Oaks with a half-empty whiskey bottle in his hand. Everything was swaying slightly as the high seas. He saw the road ahead in a tunnel vision. What was the right and left of him, he would never know. All sounds were muffled as if his head had been wrapped in cotton wool.
' Luckily I had left my baby in the car park. I had a scratch or worse fabricated. "
He staggered onto the main road and the appearance of the full moon lit up the night. At the end of the street he saw Cas stand, this looked thoughtfully to the sky as if he were there looking for answers.
'Hm Cas with his head always in the clouds. "
suddenly spread out in it a warmth and he smiled contentedly.
'Cas chose me and not some girl .... So I have to look so damn hot and irresistible that a seasoned married man and angels could not keep his hands off me. "
His grin grew even wider and he waved to Cas wild.
"HEEEY, Caaaaassi, wat are you doing here Hieke * *?"
Cas turned to Dean and looked at him with his inscrutable blue eyes.
Dean had made his decision.
'I will now clarify and create the misunderstanding from the world ...'
As Dean of up to eye level Castiel, he grabbed and hugged him once Cas vigorous as he had displayed a giant teddy bear in front of him and no angel. Cas shrank slightly as he made Dean's throat the sharp breath smelled and was even more surprised when he raised him but actually a few inches.
"Dean, look, I'm so very sorry, I wanted ... I wish I could undo everything and ... and I can understand if you see me no longer want, so ... "
Dean frowned, grabbed Castiel friendly on both shoulders and pushed him off a piece to look him in the face can.
'Damn, what Cas talks here again to confuse things ...'
"Cas, I'm not upset or angry .... Frankly, I'm flattered even ... "
Deans Flirt grin on his face accidentally stole what Castiel brought inside to despair, he wanted him now, at this moment so much more than ever before.
'Cas, no you've even decided to accept everything that purports Dean you .... we forget it, deny it or simply never a Waste words over it. I swore I accept everything, the main thing, I can continue to be with Dean ... and if it be only as friends. "
Cas Dean was now also firmly on the shoulders.
"You see Cas, the" made Dean a hand movement between them, "... is okay for mates. But we kiss do not understand ... "A silent nod
followed by Cas, but Dean did not let go. He had noticed a reflection on Castiel's face, a sparkle of blue moonlight. In a trance and without thinking about what Dean with his actions would cause, he stretched out his hand to face Cas. Took it gently in his hand and tenderly wiped the tears away traces of Castiel cheeks. They were close, too close. Her hot breath struck the parched lips of their counterparts who were only waiting to be touched. Their bodies were so close together as was possible without touching. Two hearts beat a race, wild as if they wanted to blow up the chest. Their bodies were shaking like a leaf, and breathing was only intermittent. Dean could swear have heard the crackle of the discharges between promising to their bodies.
"Dean is a. .. still mates what to do? "
No answer. Dean himself was lost in thought.
'Why did he cry? Angel can not. How is it that suddenly developed Cas feelings? And just for me? "
"Dean?"
"Yes., Yes, that's fine Cas," his voice was rough and brittle.
"But promise me one thing yes. "
Castiel's face was marked by awe and determination.
"Everything," he said fervently.
"Promise me you will never be such a fool for tears I shed like, okay. I did not deserve. "
Cas hit it like a stroke.
"What do you say why you do that, Dean .... why ... what have I done. "
Another tear found its way out of Castiel left eye and ran down his cheek to his lips. Dean could see it exactly, because the blue glow of moonlight him every detail of seen from Cas' face.
And the moment was to happen to Dean. He did not know what it was, whether too much alcohol, many of the oxygen, or the mighty concussion. Probably everything together, because his brain seemed to have a short-circuit and said goodbye the last remnant of Dean's rational thinking.
"You are so ..."
Dean did not finish the sentence but dropped in Cas. rolled over your body clashed like two stars and an equally large wave of ecstasy both. Dean had begun to wipe away tears, the second track, and, as his thumb to Castiel warm lips arrived it had happened to him. As if in slow motion touched her lips. He kissed the last remnant of his mouth.
"Hm salty ..." Dean was only committed to, as his tongue gently pushed mouth in Castiel. His other hand rested on Castiel chest. Whose drumming heartbeat spürend, and stroked Cas reassuring. The kiss was intense. Cas hands were long gone on Dean's shoulders, but explored the foreign bodies everywhere. Dean saw the world blurred around him to give a colorless vortex. He could hear was the sound of his Blood in the ears, and the occasional rustle of wings Castiel. It tasted Cas and it was like ambrosia. He drank in its pure fragrance and thought he was in heaven. He felt the caress of Cas, so soft and tender, which took him to the brink of ecstasy.
"HEY YOU FUCK YOU Piss off fags FROM OUR CITY'S HERE IS A decent place your sins!"
A hum of an approaching flying projectile warned Cas and he turned to the side and Dean and thus prevented that Dean was hit by the bottle to the head. This had become pale as the old Penner had yelled at her, and the kiss was over. Cas did not hesitate, he spread the wings just then they were already back at the motel.
Dean stumbled from Cas arms and quickly grabbed the nearest chair, to avoid falling over.
'What has got into me again, this was not a kiss anymore, I wanted to Cas is already with the laundry! God, the bum was right, they were disgusting. Who was already in the middle of the street around with his buddy. Or at all. Damn it. The great Dean Winchester, Lady Killer Number one is soft when a guy ....'
suddenly felt Dean Cas lips on his neck. He kissed and nibbled lightly on his neck.
'Oh God this is crazy!
.... But I must stop it immediately! "
Dean withdrew from Castiel and looked seriously into his eyes.
"Cas, do not understand this now is wrong, what just happened ... I, I'm still pretty woozy from the head injury, and through the whole Alk my body reacts differently than it should. "
Cas face was full of joy and euphoria was, indeed, he had formally blasted. But now, after he heard Dean's excuses, Dean could see in his eyes as his heart was broken by his words.
"We are still friends Cas, which does not change, but what happened today will not be repeated ... I mean you're an angel, it is only for your own good.
In Cas interior broke out a storm, he was furious. Angry.
'To my best. MY BEST! You have no idea what is the best for me, you miserable idiot! "
Dean saw Cas changed. Only the ray was gone, then He was calm, cool and aloof. His face showed no emotion and you only saw how he cracked again and again with the fingers and grinding his teeth.
Dean it was easy to do with fear.
'Damn, what do I do if Cas attacking me now, or worse ...'
But Castiel took a deep breath and replied:
"So, that's your decision ... just friends. "
" Yes, "said Dean somewhat sheepishly and looked down.
"I accept your decision, my friend, we'll see you when I get new information."
Cas spoke again as in their first meeting. Feeling cold, calculating and emotionless. He disappeared without a word from the motel room, leaving Dean left alone ...
They had made their decisions.
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