"I can't believe I actually agreed to do this," muttered Christian as he took a long sip from his Bloody Mary.

"I can," muttered Catherine from beside him, "I think there isn't anything you wouldn't do when your wife looked at you with her pretty puppy-dog eyes."

"Oi! I wouldn't do everything!" exclaimed Christian, but one look from the brunette girl made him reconsider. "OK, yeah, maybe I would."

Looking over his shoulder at Kashmir who was dancing on the floor with some nameless guy, Christian couldn't help but smile. She was beautiful, he thought, when she was having fun. Kash looked up at him and smirked challengingly. Waving her over to them, Christian turned back to Cathy and smirked, "Time to play?"

"Yes," answered the two women simultaneously.

"Here we go then," said Kashmir and pushed her husband towards where Castiel, Dean and Sam were sitting.

The boys were on a case here and needed to keep an eye on the suspect at all times, hence the visit to this nightclub. None of the three had any idea that their new tenants were there as well, scheming, and thus they were entirely unprepared, when Christian Amethyst came to them, sat down at their table and started to flirt with Castiel without any shame at all, ignoring the brothers completely while doing so.

"Damn, girl," giggled Catherine from her seat, while looking at Castiel, who was stuttering and staring at his new companion with wide eyes, "your man could have been an excellent actor."

"Yeah, I know. Sadly, he is too busy with his godly duties to have time for such games often," answered Kashmir, as she kept her gaze on the older Winchester, who looked like he was about to punch somebody soon. Sam, she saw from the corner of her eye, was smirking, wholly enjoying the entertainment his brother and his brother's angel were providing him with. Good, thought the older witch, that boy needs to have more fun.

"You think it was a good idea to send Chrissy there?"

At Catherine's confused look the blond elaborated, "I fear that Dean might actually attack him soon."

"Ah, Chris is strong, he is a demigod after all, I am sure he can handle one puny little human just fine," said the younger as she rolled her eyes. Honestly, Kashmir and Christian were both so incredibly strong and terrifying people, it was just that they both turned to complete mush, where the other was involved.

"Well, it is Dean Winchester we are talking about. Even the King is weary of those boys," explained Kash her worry, but Cathy just shook her head, stood up and walked over to the boys table, her friend following closely behind.

"Hello, boys," she said in her best Crowley impression as she reached them, "mind if we sit here?"

The little table, however, was full, and there was no room for bringing over any more chairs.

"How about we go dance, Blue Eyes," whispered Christian suggestively to Castiel, as he stood up, "and let these gorgeous ladies have our seats?"

He didn't wait for Castiel's response though, before he grabbed the angel's hand and dragged him off to the dancefloor.

"What the hell," yelled Dean, as the girls took seat, "are you two doing here?"

"Oh, we were just in the area and thought that we should come and see how you boys are doing with this case," answered Kashmir with a sneaky smile, eyes deceptively innocent.

"How did you know we were here?" asked Sam curiously.

"Did you really think we weren't tracking you?" asked Catherine back, arching her perfect eyebrow in obvious disbelief.

"Of course we were," continued Kash swiftly and added, as if bored, "he isn't actually your murderer though, you know? That dude you followed here is just some poor unfortunate soul who was at the wrong place at the wrong time, this is the work of something much bigger. Though I can't say I mind spending an evening here. Castiel obviously doesn't either," finished the girl with a smirk, pointing at the man her husband was currently kissing. Kashmir knew she had no reason for jealousy, but Dean didn't. That is why she grew a tad bit worried, when Dean jumped up and took off towards the dancefloor, while exclaiming, "I am going to kill that bastard!"

"Whoopsie," muttered Catherine, as Kashmir ran after the older brother.

"What is it?" asked Sam, not really feeling sorry for his brother at all. He too thought that Dean ought to have told Castiel about his feelings years ago.

"Eeh, nothing much," answered Catherine while taking a drink from her cocktail, "it's just that that bastard Dean wants to kill is Kashmir's husband."