"Do you want a candy bar, Cas?"

Castiel regarded the Butterfinger in my hand like a deadly weapon instead of a chocolate bar, trying his best to give the right reaction to this apparently stressful situation.

(it was if I asked the poor angel to kiss me instead of offering him a sugary snack)

Of course it didn't take long for Dean's hand to come shooting out, hurt shining in eyes that I was trying get along with Cas and would have nothing to do with him, and tried to take hold of my good will.

"I'll take it, Jo."

(oblivious to my burning hate for him at the moment and the fact that I barely wanted to look at the son of a bitch)

"I wasn't offering it to you, Dean."

I moved the damn thing away from his grasp, my little ice breaker with Castiel wasn't about to be ruined by Dean's never ending stomach, and I moved closer to Cas giving him what little smile I could manage.

(that over the top naïve smile that I saved just for Dean died after he finished beating my heart to a pulp)

"Thank you, Joanna, I will try it, for you."

As he grabbed the candy bar from me, knowing that this was big step for him, his fingertips brushed across my palm and from the nervous look he was giving me he felt it as well.

(all I could wonder about was if he felt the tingling sensation his fingers left on mine)

"Dean, I highly doubt, Miss. Harvelle will be offering you any sinful chocolate treats. After all she despises you so very much."

I was grinning my ass off, wishing that Dean could see what I was trying to say without words like Cas could, hoping that it would bring an end to the monstrous 'it's the end of the world, so let's sleep together, Harvelle', one-liners.

(after the sixth time I was about ready for the damn apocalypse)

"Where did you get that from, Cas? Jo, doesn't hate me, I don't think she's capable of that."

Instead of Dean finally seeing the light all I got was another one of his cocky grins, implying that I still had feelings for him which made me like him even less, and his hand out for chocolate bar.

(no way in hell was he getting my heart or any piece of candy from me ever again)

"God, Winchester, there is no in this world as oblivious as you are. Here, Sammy, take my last one and make sure to eat it in front of your damn brother."

As I tried to rush out, my gut crawling with all those feelings for that bastard that I had tried so hard to scrap out, I felt Castiel's hand on grab my own and it felt just as warm as I had imagined.

"Thank you, Jo."

He was so damn close to me that I could feel his breath on my cheeks, which were already blushing like crazy, and I couldn't help but think of kissing him.

Before I could decide if I would let my lips have their own free will, and laugh as Dean watched the whole damn thing, Castiel realized just what he was doing and backed away.

(placing his hands in his pockets trying to keep them from breaking all the rules in book)

"You're welcome, Cas."