KrystalIce

The one thing Simmons never thought he'd miss about Earth was the deep, sparkling velvet blanket of the night sky. Sure, he had been just as interested in astronomy and constellations as the next nerd, but with the darkness had always come the fear of the unknown, of shaded, hidden places where things with fangs and scales could strike out at him at any given moment. It made it ever more surreal then, that subtle ache of longing to see the moon through a window every time he'd curl up under his blankets for the "night." He wasn't even sure if he was on the right time schedule anymore; the sun never set in Blood Gulch, so how was he to know if

 Dean had noticed something about Cas that sparked his curiosity; he was shy when it came to public displays of affection.  The angel would flinch away from his touch if Sam were in the room, preferring to not to acknowledge how close he was to Dean in front of Sam.  It was the small things that Dean would notice and he could only come to one conclusion; Castiel was in the closet about their relationship. It wasn't like Sam wasn't suspicious; Dean recognized the looks that his little brother would give him on occasions when Sam thought that Dean didn't realize he was watching.  The curiosity in Sammy's eyes was unmistakable and the occasiona