Friday went by fast. They slept for half of the day. Cas had band practice later that night and Dean ended up bonding with Charlie over anime because Hannah had to go back home for work. Although, she was going to come back for the weekend.

It was finally Saturday and Cas was nervous because not only was it his first gig, but also his last day with Dean for awhile. They slept in Cas' bed last night. When Cas woke up before Dean, he thought he would make him, Dean, and Charlie pancakes for breakfast.

He had the perfect idea of making the pancakes in the shape of a dick because of "Dick Pancake."

He flipped them all onto a plate in a stack, once done cooking. Then, he thought of the best way to wake up Charlie and Dean. He grabbed a large pot and a ladle and quietly walked into the hallway. Both bedrooms were directly across from each other and the doors were both open. Cas yelled on the top of his lungs while banging the ladle against the pot, "Wake up! Wake up! It's now Pancake Saturday!"

Both Charlie and Dean groaned and threw multiple pillows at Cas. He said, "Hey now! Come on guys! Come eat yo damn cakes that were cooked in a pan!"

The two rolled out of bed and walked into the kitchen, where Cas ran to take cover from the pillow throwing. Charlie combed her fingers through her bed head, while yawning. She sat at the counter and frowned at the pancakes, "Damn it, Cas. You know I don't eat dick."

Dean laughed and Cas defended himself, "These were supposed to be for my Dick Pancake over there," Cas leaned over and kissed Dean's cheek.

Charlie rolled her eyes, smiling, "Why don't you guys save that for when Hannah is here, that way I have someone to kiss too."

Cas smirked and grabbed Dean by his shirt, pulling Dean's face against his own for there lips to press against each other. Charlie commented, "How about before your show we double date?!"

Cas pulled away and immediately declined, "Um sorry no. I was going to go on a date, alone with him. Another time we can though."

Dean smirked, "Oh really? I don't recall getting asked out on a date tonight?"

Cas held Dean's hand and fiddled with his fingers, "Okay, Dean, will you go on a date with me tonight before my show?"

Dean bit his lip, "Hmmm. I'll think about it. Let me get back to you on that."

Charlie laughed, "What a smartass. I like this kid."

Cas smiled, "Just eat your damn dicks."

They all sat there and ate their dicks while watching Spongebob. Dean and Cas held hands under the table. Cas was trying to figure out what should he do for a date. He didn't want to over do it or under do it. It had to be just right. It came to him and although he wasn't completely sure if Dean would like it, it still seemed perfect to him.

*****

Cas, Dean, and Charlie spent the day playing video games together. Then, Cas specifically made Charlie take Dean to pick up dinner so Cas could set up for an hour. First, he made a pie and put it in the oven. Then, he started to set up the date in his room by putting his mattress in the middle of the room and hung blankets up to create a fort. Every pillow in the house were put inside the fort for extra cushion. He even hung up white Christmas lights as the only light source, after putting a blanket over the window to create more darkness. It was still light outside because they only had two hours before the gig at eight.

He set up his laptop up to play a movie Dean had mentioned he liked. Cas heard the front door open and he ran down the hall and down the stairs to greet Dean. They came home with the greasiest bacon cheeseburgers in all of town with a side of French fries. It was the best burgers in town supposedly.

Cas held the bag of food in one hand and held Dean's hand in his other. He whispered, "Close your eyes."

Dean protested, "But then I can't see!"

Cas chuckled, "That's the point! Now close those pretty green eyes of yours, Winchester."

Dean smiled and closed his eyes as Cas led him to his room. Cas was giggling the whole way. When they reach his room, Cas set down the food and shut the door. Dean laughed, "Can I open my eyes now?"

Cas' hand brushed Dean's cheek and skimmed to the back of his head. He whispered, "After this," then pressed his lips against Dean's. Dean's arms wrapped around Cas and his hands slid into Cas' back pockets. Cas pulled away ever so slightly, "Okay open."

Dean looked around the room with his jaw dropped and returned his gaze upon Cas. "You didn't have to do all of this for me, Cas."

Cas shook his head, "Nope. I wanted to. So shall we eat?"

Dean nodded and mimicked Cas' actions of crawling under a low hanging blanket and onto the mattress filled with pillows and Cas' comforter. Dean sat directly beside Cas and put his legs on top of Cas' as the movie began playing.

Dean looked at Cas, "How did you know I liked this movie?"

Cas shrugged, "You mentioned it before on the list of your guilty pleasures. Tim Burton movies, mostly The Corpse Bride and since it's a couple of weeks away from Halloween, I figured why the hell not for the season."

Dean turned and kissed Cas on the cheek before starting to eat. They ate and reacted to the movie with little comments regarding certain scenes. Cas offered to take their garbage into the kitchen and that's when he got his goodbye pie.

He brought the whole thing back to his room with two forks and some whipped cream. Dean looked up at Cas walking into the room, "Is that peach cobbler I smell?"

"Yep! It's my goodbye pie."

Dean sighed as Cas sat down, "I'm sorry I'm leaving..."

Cas shook his head, "Not your fault, darling."

"I know, but I feel horrible to go miles and miles away. Do you think we should break up? I mean we only started dating a couple of days ago. Do you think it's worth it to stay together?"

Cas looked at him appalled, "Of course I think it's worth staying together! But if you don't then I think you should just leave right fucking now."

"No, baby, that's not what I mean. Believe me I want to stay with you, for a long time. Because you're the only one who's made a difference in my life or has ever cared about me as much as you do. I'm not giving that up. I was just making sure you felt the same way. You do realize there will be nearly 15 hours and almost a thousand miles keeping us apart?"

Cas held Dean's hand and stared at them, the way they fit together. He didn't want to give this up. Of course he knew it wasn't worth it, but he was willing to do it. If Cas had been dating Dean longer, he would've just gone with him. Cas was eighteen though and Dean seventeen which put a few minor dents in that plan.

Cas looked up at Dean, "Maybe the distance will test our relationship. No matter how far you are from me, miles and miles separating us from being together, it won't change my feelings for you. It won't change the fact that I want to be with you for as long as you want me. It doesn't stop us from being together, not even in the slightest. We will make it last."

Dean pulled Cas closer so he could kiss him. Dean mumbled, "I'm going to miss this, I'm going to miss you."

When he pulled away, their hands clung to each other once again while they sat and ate pie as the movie played on.

Charlie knocked on the door, "Hey, I don't mean to interrupt your little love fest, but Crowley called, you know the owner of the bar, and wants you and the band to come now to set up and so forth."

Cas crawled out from the fort and quickly changed his shirt to one of Dean's and slid on his Vans and leather jacket. Dean wore Cas' band shirt. Cas smiled, "You look like our number one fan."

"I will be, once I finally get to listen to you guys play!"

Cas fixed a misplaced hair on Dean's head and Dean grabbed him by the waist, pulling Cas against him. Their eyes met, then their lips. Charlie yelled again, "Guys come on! Lego!"

Dean chuckled, "We'll finish this when we get back."

Cas smiled and held Dean's hand as they walked to the front door to meet Charlie standing there with Hannah, who seemed to have just arrived. Cas questioned, "Lego?"

"Another way of saying let's go. Goddamn it, Cassie, don't ruin it for me."

Cas nodded, "Okay I gotchu. Lego!"

They all laughed and started walking out of the house and to the car. Charlie jokingly mumbled angrily like a five year old, "You stole my saying."