Research Time

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Dean was stressed. The case they were working was proving to be far more difficult than he anticipated. As Dean took a swig from his bottle of beer, he heard the soft fluttering of wings behind him. Moments later he felt Castiel's warm, soft, yet surprisingly strong arms wrap around his chest. He pressed his lips against a dark mop of hair as it tickled his skin.

"Hey, Cas," Dean mumbled into the angel's tousled windblown hair.

Cas replied by kissing Dean softly on the corner of his mouth. "Need some help with the case," Castiel asked.

"I would love it, baby," Dean answered in a whisper. "This is kicking my ass right now."

"Anything for you Dean," Cas said moving to sit beside Dean, a loving look in his eyes. Once he settled, Cas grasped Dean's left hand loosely, and the two of them worked silence as they researched the case.

Now and then, they would pepper the each other in sly little kisses when one of them seemed to grow tired. This process continued until Sam returned from his supply run a few hours later.

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