Car Problems

Untitled Part 4

Six Years Later

"Castiel! Castiel! I have a question!" A woman near the back of the group was waving her hand and almost jumping up and down in her seat. Cas nodded and motioned to her.

"Yes?"

"How did you meet your husband? He was the subject of your latest book, wasn't he? You mentioned that he is a mechanic. How though did you actually meet?" She asked. Cas smiled and looked down at the silver bands that rested snug against one another on his left ring finger.

"Truthfully?" He asked. Everyone in the crowd nodded.

"Well, I was a complete asshole to him."

There was murmuring and a few chuckles. It made him smile even wider.

"How so?" The woman asked.

"I was doing a piss poor job of maintaining my car. The oil light came on for the second time and I knew I needed to get an oil change, so I stopped in at the auto shop by my house. Dean, as it turned out, owned the place. He was kind enough to do the change and he noticed a bunch of other things that I had let slide for far too long. When he tried to talk to me about it, I cut him off and insulted him, but it wasn't his fault. He was doing his job. I had just gotten into an argument with the editor I had at that time because I was late turning in the latest chapter of the book I was writing at that time, and I sort of took it out on him. I did apologize and we worked out an agreement for him to work on my car every Sunday until it was back in safe to drive condition. Things sort of just grew between us. We dated, we fell in love, and well, the rest is history. We've been married two years now, and we became first time parents six months ago. But as you all know, I mentioned we were adopting in the forward of this book." Cas patted the book that he was promoting on this tour.

"But we hadn't finalized anything yet by the time of publication. We have our son now, and he is an absolutely amazing child that is giving us a run for our money."

Everyone chuckled again at that.

"So he forgave you then?" Someone asked.

"I did a lot of apologizing, and fed him many, many cherry tarts and cinnamon rolls, but yes, he forgave me." Cas replied.

"How come you never bring him on your tours?" Someone asked.

"That would be where you are wrong. Starting on the third tour after we began dating, he has accompanied me on every single one. He's here now, he just isn't a fan of being in the spotlight." Cas replied.

"Can we meet him? We want to see the man that finally won your heart." Someone near the back said. Cas smiled and looked back over his shoulder. Six people were standing there. The same six people that always accompanied him, and that no one ever questioned. Dean was one of them.

"What do you say, honey? Want to officially meet the fans?"

Dean grinned and shook his head as he stepped forward. People started cheering.

"Hello, everyone." Dean greeted them. Hands began flying in the air again as people came up with new questions to ask. He slid into the seat next to his husband and took his hand. Cas leaned over to kiss his cheek, making Dean blush. There was a collective "aww" from all of the women in the room, including his new publicist, Meg who was standing in the group Dean usually stood in. Cas pointed at a man near the front.

"We thought that was security staff. It never dawned on me that one of the people in your group was your husband. How do you feel about touring with him, Dean? You must see women flirt with him all the time. Does it bother you?" The man asked.

"Heck no. And who can blame them? I mean, have you seen my husband? I won the lottery when I won his heart." Dean replied.

"Oh, smooth one." Cas said in a whispered laugh. Dean winked at him.

"It's the truth."

"You're so getting laid later." Cas whispered softly as he leaned towards his husband.

"Wow, looks like I'm winning again." Dean said, grinning. Cas smiled right back. It was a damn good thing his oil needed to be changed that day. Adamn good thing.