Dean and Cas were suddenly in a field.
"Where are we?" Dean asked.
"Does it matter? As long as we're together. Right?" Dean paused.
"Right." They began to kiss ever so passionately. They would run away together, escaping the angels, demons, and whatever else might want them. Dean didn't care. As long as he had his angel. They laid down on the grass, lips never parting.
Dean never realized his feelings for Cas until that night when they made love. That one night of passion made all the difference. He loved his angel, he knew that now. He would never stop loving him.
"Well, well," An unmistakable voice spoke. "Look who we have here. I see you have became partial to angel food cake, Squirrel." Dean got up to face him.
"What the hell are you doing here, Crowley?"
"Why do you think I'm here? I've heard about the bounty on your heads. Yours and Moose. But I thought it would be more fun to wrangle you up."
"I'm not going anywhere." Dean defied. Crowley chuckled.
"Not you." He looked at Castiel.
"No. No way. If you want Cas, you're gonna have to go through me."
"You could have the decency to give me a real threat." Cas stepped forward.
"Leave us alone, Crowley. Don't make me use force."
"Oh dear. I'm shaking. What are you gonna do to me, Cassie?"
"Don't make me show you. Leave. Now."
"Sure. I'll leave. But you're coming with me. And if you refuse, your boy toy snuffs it."
"Cas, no." Dean pleaded. Cas looked him in the eye. He kissed him once more.
"I need to protect you, Dean. I'm sorry. I love you." He put his two fingers to Dean's temple.
"I-" But before he could finish, he was gone. Cas turned to face Crowley, tears in his eyes.
"What are you going to do with me?" Crowley smiled.
"I'm turning you in to the boss." Cas was confused.
"What does that mean? Who's your boss? You're the king of hell."
"True. And, not my boss. Your boss. It's time for you to meet daddy."