As Cas and Dean waited for 5 pm to roll around, they rode the train through the Rocky Mountains.

Dean, being from Kansas, and Cas, being from Illinois, had barely any experience with mountains. And for their first mountain experience, it was incredible.

Cas glanced out his window and looked straight up, and he could barely see the top of the mountain towering over him. The highway followed the curve of the river, so at any point either of the boys could look out and see people rafting down the river, on little yellow rafts that bounced along to the curve of the rapid.

There was snow everywhere, especially layers upon layers of snow up at the top of the peaks. Cas, was lucky in this sense to have the window seat. All he had to do was lean a little bit to see up as far as possible, whereas Dean was stuck leaning over Cas's seat to see the top, and even then he couldn't see as much.

"Jesus Christ I can't see anything!" Dean exclaimed, being frustrated at his unlucky sitting position.

Cas was too wrapped up in the beautiful scenes of the mountain to notice Dean's frustration. Dean took Cas's awestruck wonder for ignorance.

"C'mon Cas you could at least care a little." Dean said.

"I do care." Cas said, breaking his focus. "You can get as close to see as you want."

"Fine." Dean grumbled. "Well scoot over then."

"What? Why?" Cas said.

"Because I'm gonna sit in the seat with you." Dean said. "Now move over."

"Dean, we both can't fit in the seat." Cas said.

"Well then you can sit on my lap buddy because I'm coming over there whether you want me to or not." Dean said, starting to get up out of his seat.

Cas nervously shifted over in his seat, so that he was closer to the window. Dean clambered into the seat, filling the spot Cas moved away from.

Surprisingly, Dean and Cas both fit in one seat. Of course it was a tight squeeze, but they still fit nonetheless. They were pressed together, and the whole time Cas could feel his heart beating in his throat.

"Come on Cas you can control this just don't think. Dean is your friend. He doesn't like you. You shouldn't even like him. You're an abomination Cas. This is not an okay thing. Don't think. Stop thinking about him. Stop looking at his eyes. Stop thinking about him." Cas thought.

But Cas couldn't stop thinking about him. The way his eyes reflected many different colors depending on the light. The way his voice sounded made Cas melt every time Dean said his name. Everything about Dean made Cas attracted to him, but it was the only reason Cas couldn't get close to him.

"C'mon Cas, loosen up. We're just sharing a seat." Dean said, noticing Cas's tenseness.

"Yeah, sorry." Cas said.

"Look at the clouds. Look at the river. Look at the mountain. Come ON Cas! There's so much to look at! You're in the damn Rocky Mountains. You can look at anything, ANYTHING you want. There's so much than just the one person sitting next to you. Think about anything. Think about the birds and the fish and whatever other animals are up here. Think about anything. Anything. ANYTHING BUT HIM." Cas thought.

Cas tried to avoid the gaze of Dean as they both looked up at the mountains they had never seen before. Dean was happy to have this new seat where he could actually see what was happening, and Cas was nervous, sitting this close to Dean.

"It's really beautiful, isn't it?" Dean said.

"Yeah, it really is." Cas replied, heart pounding in his chest.

The train continued and Cas's nerves eventually calmed. Both of their arms were going numb from their awkward position, so Cas eventually put his left arm over Dean's shoulders and Dean laid his right hand on Cas's legs. It was awkward at first, especially for Cas, but it eventually became normal.

About two hours into this new seating arrangement, Cas noticed that Dean wasn't moving. Cas looked down to see Dean, who fell asleep on Cas's shoulder. Cas smiled, feeling a rush of affection for this kid who he'd come to know. Cas put his head on top of Dean's and felt the rush of sleep overcome his body.