*Hello guys! I hope ya'll enjoyed that last chapter and all the fluff that's been going on. And I hope ya'll enjoy this chapter*

// Dean's POV

"Who were you talking to?" Sam asked, walking from his room.

"Oh, it was just Cas...he says hi."

Sam smiled and rubbed his eyes. He walked back into his room and fell back asleep.

Dean smiled and walked into his own room. He pulled off his sweater and set it aside. He unbuttoned his dress shirt and shrugged it off. Then he pulled off his slacks.

He pulled on a loose batman shirt and grey sweatpants. Dean pulled his glasses off and cleaned them on his shirt before placing them back on and jumping onto his bed.

Dean crawled under the blankets and stayed there for a while before kicking them across the room. It was too hot for blankets.

He stood up and turned on the ceiling fan before plopping back onto his bed.

Still too hot.

Dean groaned and pulled off his shirt. He threw it on the floor and closed his eyes. For some reason, Cas was there whenever his eyes closed.

His blue eyes staring into Dean's green ones.

Dean quickly opened his eyes and sighed.

He shouldn't be thinking about him. Not Castiel. What about that one girl? What was her name...oh yea, Lisa. He should be thinking about Lisa.

She had been so nice to him. And Cas just sat in between them and said something to her. Something about Lisa breaking Dean's heart. Why would she do that? She wouldn't.

Dean got up and picked up the blankets from the floor and tossing them back on the bed.

He walked over to the kitchen and pulled out a slice of pecan pie from the fridge. He quickly ate that and trudged over to the living room, turning on the tv.

"Ah this is awesome! Doctor Who marathon!" He clapped as he switched the tv to BBC.

His smile quickly faded as he realized what episode it was.

Doomsday.

"No! Why must you punish me this way God?! What have I done to deserve these feels?!" He shook his fist in the air.

Dean ran into his room and grabbed two boxes of tissues from his nightstand and a blanket before jumping back on the couch.

He was prepared for this. Not emotionally anyways but you get the point.

By the end of it, Dean didn't really have enough tissues.

"Why?! The feels!" He yelled at nothing as he rolled off the couch and onto the floor.

Dean sighed and pulled off his glasses and wiping the tears with his hand.

He stayed on the tiled floor until the ending credits rolled on the screen. He slowly lifted himself up and crawled back on the couch, ready for the next episode of feels and confusion.

After the next few seasons Dean got up and checked on Sam.

Still sleeping?!

Man that guy could sleep through anything.

Dean walked back to the living room just in time to watch the Eleventh Doctor appear on screen.

Dean grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around himself so you could only see his face.

Somewhere in there he fell asleep.

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// Castiel's POV

"Gabby! Let's go check out the new neighbors!" Cas called.

After a few minutes Gabriel came running towards the door, a wide smile plastered on his face.

The walked out their house and towards the house next to theirs.

Cas noticed an Impala in the driveway.

It couldn't be....could it?

Cas held Gabriel's hand as he knocked on the door.

There wasn't much noise except the faint sound of a television in the house.

Cas knocked harder and soon there was a loud thud, a groan and shuffling.

"Coming!" Someone called from inside.

Cas' eyes widened.

The door swung open to reveal a tired looking Dean Winchester. His glasses were crooked and his hair was sticking out everywhere. ,He was wearing sweatpants and no shirt. He looked good. He was fit.

Dean adjusted his glasses and his eyes widened.

Cas smirked and leaned agains the door frame, still holding onto Gabriel.

"Hey, neighbor."