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Title: Clash

Pairing: Pre-Dean/Castiel

Rating: PG 13 – Dean’s got a bit of a potty mouth

Summary: Sam watches, figures and plots.

Notes: This is the next in a series I have called “Till Eternity Keeps Us. It follow ‘I do.’ Lots of people asked for more and my muse seems to be happy to give it. Enjoy.

Dean and Castiel had managed to go three months without having to tell anyone other than Bobby about their little marriage predicament. Frankly, that was fine for both of them as they could rarely stand to be in the same room with each other for longer then ten minutes; longer than that and they were usually at each other’s throats.

Sam tossed the book he was looking at onto the table in disgust. He was satisfied when Dean and Castiel both jumped at the resounding thud. “What the hell is your problem?”

Dean turned away from glaring at Castiel, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

At the same time Castiel said, “There is no problem Samuel.”

Shaking his head Sam snorted, “Yeah right. That’s why you’ve been at each other’s throats for months. Seriously whatever is going on between you two you need to drop it. Hello apocalypse. If you keep bickering like a married couple we might as well hand victory to the demons cause you’re no good to anyone.”

Sam failed to notice how incredibly stiff Dean and Castiel became at the mention of marriage. “We do not act like a married couple,” Dean growled.

“It has no affected our ability to perform in battle,” Castiel stated moving to the opposite side of the room.

“What happened?”

“Nothing.”

Snorting Sam shook his head, “So something but you’re too embarrassed to talk about.”

“You’re brother is merely upset about the consequences of his actions. Not all consequences can be reversed.”

“Cas,” Dean said with warning.

“What did he do?” Sam asked. He was beginning to worry that his idiot brother had made another deal of some sort. He was sure he could deal with loosing him again.

“Nothing life threatening,” Castiel said in a way that made Sam think he meant to had yet at the end.

“No, just annoying for the rest of my life.”

Castiel narrowed his eyes, “Far longer then that Dean. I have told you many times before it is not for your life span it is for mine.”

Dean snorted, “You keep saying that but I don’t believe it. I gotta die sometime. You can’t save me from everything.”

Castiel growled, “You are impossible. I have already informed you that would merely return to my side. It is why only two angels ever complete the ceremony. Once it’s done the lives are forever entwined.”

Sam watched the verbal tennis match with eyebrows raised in a manner that would leave Spock proud. Once he figured he’s processed enough he butted in, “Don’t tell me you actually got married?”

Dean huffed and plopped down on the bed. Castiel narrowed his eyes and glared at Sam, “Your brother interrupted an angel’s union ceremony and as such bound us together.”

Sam’s eyes widened. He’d read about the union ceremonies at Bobby’s the last time they were there. Maybe that was why Bobby had left the book out. They were screwed. The unions never did well when the two involved couldn’t stand each other.

Watching the two who had gone back to a staring contest Sam began to wonder if maybe part of their issue was that they might actually like each other. He wondered if he could find Gabriel. Maybe if he could he might be able to convince him to help him get the idiots talking. If nothing else Sam figured offering enough candy to the Archangel turned Trickster might help his cause.