Comfort Crowd Δ SPN [ 1 ]

113. STEPMOM

After finding out that Dean had killed Amy, Sam returned to the cabin and got Libby and left. The four Winchesters spent about two weeks separate before accidentally reuniting on a case. After they finished the case, Sam decided to stay with Dean.

Dean was at a club when he got an urgent text from Sam, it informing him to wear a suit and make the girls wear dresses.

The three walk down the hallway of the chapel Sam gave Dean the address to.

Dean leads the way, just in case something goes south so the girls are behind him. A light flickers and Dean takes his gun out. They walk to the double doors at the end of the hall. The door opens to reveal Sam wearing a suit, Dean pointing his gun at him.

"Dean. It's okay. You won't need that. Come on." Sam leads the three inside. A woman and man are sitting against the wall, the woman reading a book and the man doing a crossword in a newspaper.

"I thought you were out, uh, becoming one with the land or some crap." Dean says.

"You got to-- come here." Sam puts Dean in a certain spot before doing the same with the girls. "All right. Now..."

"Hi." Dean greets the two sitting down. Sam puts a pink carnation on Dean's suit. "What is this?"

"Uh, apparently, uh, pink is for loyalty." Sam says.

"All right, so, what's the pretext? What are we... uh, wedding crashers, huh? We lookin' for some kind of siren or what?" Dean asks.

"No. Nothing like that. All right, um... so, a little sudden. But life is short, so I'll keep this shorter." Sam says. "I'm in love. And I'm getting married."

"Shouldn't you warn your kids about getting married?" Libby asks her cousin who nods.

"Say something, like, uh, like, "congratulations," for example." Sam says since Dean just stares at him.

"What?" Dean asks.

The bridal song starts to play and a woman in a wedding dress and a veil covering her face walks in the room.

"What the hell?" Dean asks.

The woman stops in front of them and Sam lifts her veil to reveal her face.

"Becky?" Dean asks.

"Dean. Girls. I'm so glad you're here." Becky grins.

Libby's eyes widen, her jaw on the floor.

"Oh, my--" Ophelia's comment is cut off by Libby hitting the floor.

Ophelia sits next to Libby and uses her hand to try to fan her and wake her up.

"Shouldn't she ask for my permission or something?" Dean asks. "I mean, even Libby's, honestly. She is your kid."

"Y-You want her to ask for my hand?" Sam asks.

"How in the-- how did this happen?" Dean asks.

"Short version? We-we-we met. We ate and--and talked and fell in love. And, you know, here we are." Sam says.

"Gross." Ophelia rolls her eyes as Libby begins to stir.

"Yeah, I-I guess I'm all caught up. That's-- okay. You know what? Ignoring everything, have you forgotten the average life span of your hookups?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, but--" Sam starts.

"But if anyone knows that, it's me. I mean, I read every book." Becky says.

"Which makes this all that much weirder." Ophelia comments, letting Libby lean against her.

"So, open eyes, you know? Open eyes." Becky says.