Dean put the CD in the CD player. The first song started to play. As they sang, they danced around like a couple of idiots.

"All the small things
True care, truth brings
I'll take one lift
Your ride best trip
Always I know
You'll be at my show
Watching, waiting, commiserating
Say it ain't so,
I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home
Late night, come home
Work sucks, I know
She left me roses by the stairs,
Surprises let me know she cares
Say it ain't so,
I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home
Say it ain't so,
I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home
Keep your head still,
I'll be your thrill,
The night will go on,
My little windmill
Say it ain't so,
I will not go,
Turn the lights off,
Carry me home
Keep your head still,
I'll be your thrill,
The night will go on,
The night will go on,
My little windmill!"

Everyone burst into laughter. Dean and Cas kissed until the next song came on.

"Hey,
Don't write yourself off yet.
It's only in your head you feel left out,
Or looked down on.
Just try your best,
Try everything you can.
And don't you worry what they tell themselves,
When you're away.
It just takes some time, little girl.
You're in the middle of the ride.
Everything (everything) will be just fine, Everything (everything) will be alright (alright)..."

"...We've gotta hold on to what we've got.
It doesn't make a difference if we make it or not.
We've got each other and that's a lot.
For love we'll give it a shot.
Whoa, we're half way there
Whoa, livin' on a prayer
Take my hand and we'll make it - I swear
Whoa, livin' on a prayer..."

"...I think I love you so what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for.
I think I love you isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say that I've never felt this way.
I don't know what I'm up against.
I don't know what it's all about.
I got so much to think about, hey.
I think I love you so what am I so afraid of?
I'm afraid that I'm not sure of a love there is no cure for
I think I love you isn't that what life is made of?
Though it worries me to say I've never felt this way..."

They were singing and dancing for a few hours, until it was dark. Sam and Gabriel fell asleep on the couch, and Dean and Cas were holding each other, slow dancing.

"...I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away..."

Dean was still quietly singing along to that one in Cas's ear.
"I love you, Dean." Cas whispered with a yawn.
"I love you too, Cas," Once the song ended, Dean could tell Cas was almost asleep. "You tired?" He asked quietly.
"Mm-hm."
"Ready to go to bed?" Cas only nodded. Dean carried him into his bedroom and they laid down on the bed. But Dean wasn't done with him yet.

"You would not believe your eyes,
If ten million fireflies,
Lit up the world as I fell asleep.
'Cause they'd fill the open air,
And leave tear drops everywhere.
You'd think me rude,
But I would just stand and stare.
I'd like to make myself believe,
That planet Earth turns slowly.
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep.
'Cause everything is never as it seems.
'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs,
From ten thousand lightning bugs,
As they tried to teach me how to dance.
A foxtrot above my head,
A sock hop beneath my bed.
The disco ball is just hanging by a thread.
I'd like to make myself believe,
That planet Earth turns slowly.
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep.
'Cause everything is never as it seems.
Leave my door open just a crack,
'Cause I feel like such an insomniac.
Why do I tire of counting sheep?
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep.
To ten million fireflies,
I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes.
I got misty eyes as they said farewell.
But I'll know where several are,
If my dreams get real bizarre,
'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar.
I'd like to make myself believe,
That planet Earth turns slowly.
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep.
'Cause everything is never as it seems.
I'd like to make myself believe,
That planet Earth turns slowly.
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep.
'Cause everything is never as it seems.
I'd like to make myself believe,
That planet Earth turns slowly.
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep.
Because my dreams are bursting at the seams."

Dean realized just how tired he was. He closed his eyes and whispered,
"Good night, Cas." And just before he fell asleep, he could've sworn he heard Cas mutter,
"Good night, Dean."