Help

I Do

  Request:Help series is PERFECTION!!! Part 6??? AND OhmyCastiel I am freaking I LOVE with your "Help" series! Please please please please continue!!! ALONG WITH 13 OTHER REQUESTS FOR A 6th PART 

 Warnings: slight angst in the beginning, fluff, mentions of pain, smut (sex in Heaven if that bothers you), mild wing!kink

A/N: For this part, we're pretending that Charlie is back from Oz and that Gabe and Balthazar are alive!

Fic:

After months of planning, today was the day; your wedding day and you were in a panic. Nothing seemed to be going right. Your hair was a mess, your dress didn't fit the way you wanted it to, your makeup kept getting smudged and you had to fix it over and over again.

You had asked Charlie to be your maid of honor and she had eagerly accepted. Now she was running around with you in your room trying to calm you down.

"Hey, Y/N, chill. Everything's going to be fine," she says, trying to get you to stop panicking. She grabs your shoulders and holds you in place, "The more you run around like this, the more worked up you're going to get. Here, sit down and I'll fix everything." She guides you to a chair and sits you down in front of a mirror.

You brush your hands over your white silk dress and smooth it out. Your fingers trace the patterns embroidered on the fabric before you begin fiddling with the engagement ring on your left hand. "What if he sees me and changes his mind?" you ask, more to yourself than Charlie. She responds anyway.

"Are you kidding me? I've seen the way he looks at you. He's in love and there's no way he's going to leave you now or ever really," Charlie says, but it doesn't make you feel no better. Cas had promised to spend the rest of his existence with you, but what if he got cold feet and left you at the last minute? What if he realized he wanted to explore other options? You were the only one he'd ever been with. What if he decided he wanted something else, something new and different?

Charlie runs a brush through your hair and tries to get it as straight as she can so she can restyle it. A knock sounds on the door. "Stay here," Charlie says, "I'll take care of it." Charlie moves off to the door and opens it just a crack. "Cas, you can't be here. It's bad luck to see the bride before the wedding," you hear Charlie whisper.

"I tried to tell him," you hear Dean say, "but he won't listen to me. He's losing his freakin' mind, spewing crap about how he thinks she's gonna leave him standing at the alter."

"Please," you hear Cas' voice, "I just need to tell her that I love her. I need to know that she won't change her mind." You turn to face where Charlie stands. You want so badly to go to Cas, to tell him you love him and that you'll never leave him, but you know Charlie won't let you.

"Cas," Charlie whispers, "Y/N's not going to be a runaway bride, trust me. She's in here worrying that you'll leave her. I told her not to, but she can't get the thoughts out of her head."

"Let me see her, please," Cas asks, "Just for a moment."

"Like I said Cas, bad luck to see the bride before the wedding," Charlie responds in an apologetic tone.

"Couldn't we let them talk through the door or something?" Dean asks, "He's driving me crazy. Maybe if he could just talk to her he'd realize he's being an idiot."

"Fine, they can talk through the door, but it's staying closed," Charlie says firmly, "You don't get to see her until she's walking down the aisle, you hear me Cas?" Cas must nod his head because the next thing Charlie does is say 'good' before shutting the door and locking it. She motions for you to come over.