Hello Readers. I realised I forgot to put a disclaimer on a few of my chapters... You only really have to put it up once right? Oh well just in case...

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Supernatural characters and I make no money from these stories.

It was six thirty when Dean's alarm went off for the third time. After getting home the night before around one, he was actually too tired to change and fell asleep still fully dressed in the outfit from his date. And now he was running a little late and he was suppose to open the store at seven. He showered, shaved and changed. Leaving the apartment without breakfast or coffee. Dean decided to stop by 'Stir' on the way to work, it was slightly out of the way but he wanted to check on Cas anyway.

Dean parked the impala and trotted into the café taking a seat at the counter instead of a table "Good morning sunshine." Cas mumbled a reply and turned to face Dean, looking exhausted and hungover. "You don't look that great. How you feeling?"

Cas leaned his elbows on the counter to get closer to the Winchester, "Well Dean. After you left, I threw up twice and had no one to hold my hair back for me."

Dean huffed a laugh "Cas, you don't have long hair...You don't need someone to hold anything back for you."

"It's the thought that counts." Cas smiled charmingly and pushed off the counter turning to continue unpacking a few glasses for easy access milkshakes, "What can I get you?"

"Just coffee to go." Cas nodded, "And pie."

"Coming right up handsome." He grabbed a flask and filled it with steaming hot liquid, milk and two sugars the way he knew Dean liked it. Cas then turned and put a freshly baked pastry into a box and put it onto the table.

"Thank you." Dean took his order and winked at the other man before he left.

Stopping at the café had taken longer than Dean had anticipated and he was about twenty minutes late when arrived to see his two employees/co-workers standing outside waiting.

"Dean. I've offered many times to be the one who opens up so we don't stand outside waiting like idiots." A girl with brown eyes and blonde hair that was pulled back into two braids, playfully punched Dean in the arm as he was unlocking the music store. Jo Harvelle a girl Dean had known most her life. She had just finished a four year degree in Mythology and didn't know what to do with it so Dean gave her a job.

Dean hung the keys on a small tree figurine along with all the other necessary keys. "I know, I know I'm sorry. I just went to get some coffee."

"Coffee huh. How is Castiel?" Jo smirked and wiggled her eyebrows.

"And where's ours!" Another girl interjected. Charlie Bradbury a spunky red head who finished school at the ripe age of fifteen having earned enough credit to graduate early. She became known after showing immense talent when she accidentally hacked NASA at seventeen and was hired by people who fix code for big companies. After a couple years she quit because they refused to give her time off for her online gaming addictions and fanfiction writing. Jo had met her through one of their mutual friends, Ash, and insisted Dean hire her.

"Cas is good. We went out the other night. As in... On a date." Dean smiled to himself as he made his way behind the front desk and sat down.

There was a long pause from both women before Charlie jumped onto the desk with excitement and Jo threw a stress ball at Dean's face.

A "Dude! Are you for real?" was yelled by Charlie and a "Ha! I knew it." from Jo, was said in unison and they were both grinning from ear to ear.

The Winchester just blushed and nodded slightly.

Jo put her elbows onto the desk and rested her chin on her hands whilst Charlie spun around to face Dean properly, "You have to tell us more." They insisted. The blushing male opened his box of pie.

At that moment a group of teenagers walked in. "Okay fine. Later, after closing yeah?" The two girls nodded eagerly as Dean dived into his dessert.

Four thirty rolled around and the after-school atmosphere had died down. Jo and Charlie made their way towards the mini fridge where Dean was crouched down. Jo began a drum roll as they approached him and he huffed a laugh as he began to stand. Charlie immediately shoved him back down.

"It's more intimidating if I'm taller." She cleared her throat, "The time has come. What will it be sir? The easy way, or the hard way?" The redhead tilted her chin upwards and looked down her nose.

"Charlie, he already said he'd tell us."

"Shh Shh." Charlie raised her finger to her lips and whispered, "I just wanted to say that." She went back to her intimidating stance, "So what do you decide?"

Dean tapped his chin and looked off thoughtfully. "Hmm... I guess I'm gonna have to choose... The easy way." He grabbed two beers and handed them over as he took his own, "I'm not up for a tickle session this evening."

Charlie pouted, "Aww. I was really hoping you'd pick the hard way."

"Okay Dean. Spill." Jo popped the lid and took a swig.

After four or so hours of story-telling, the three had moved several times around the store to get more comfortable and had ended up in the storeroom on the sleeper couch.

"...And now we're doing this couples contest on Friday."

Jo grinned, "Seems like you guys were meant to be more than friends."

Dean looked over at Charlie who had fallen asleep. He checked his watch realising the time and decided they should call it a night and head home. "Alrighty. We should get going. You guys need a lift?"

"It's okay, I'll get her home." Jo shook the redhead's shoulder and whispered, "Charlie. Wake up. We gotta go." After there wasn't a response Jo shoved Charlie off the couch and onto the floor.

There was a thud and then a groan, "What the hell was that for?"

"I tried to wake you up nicely and you ignored it. So after many attempts I woke you up the only way that would work." Jo shrugged and got up, taking the empty bottles with her in a packet.

Dean huffed a laugh, "Many attempts huh?" He stood and helped her up.

Together they walked out the store. Dean locked up and waved goodbye to his co-workers. After the short drive home, Dean made his way up to apartment '4D'. Once eating a quick microwave meal he changed and went to bed. Spending a whole evening talking about his best friend (Well, leaning more towards boyfriend) left him falling asleep with a smile.