Our Love. (Destiel Fanfiction) COMPLETED!!

Chapter 8:

The next few minutes were peaceful, Taylor was running her hands though his feathers, and washing them down. Dean closed his eyes, seeing Castiel, and smiling. "Are you okay?" Taylor asked him. Dean nodded his head, and relaxed against her grooming hands. "Were done. It's pretty easy, and fast." she shrugged, Dean turned around, and smiled at her.

"Thank you." Dean smiled, he hugged her, and Taylor hugged back.

"I think you should call Cas." she whispered against his chest.

"No." Dean growled, he walked out of the bathroom, and put a shirt on. He sat on his bed, his cellphone on his desk, and his heart wanting to call him. To tell him, that Dean loves him, and wants him back. Someone knocked on his door, in walked Sam.

"Were going on a hunt, wanna join?" Sam asked.

"Taylor is going?" Dean asked.

"Not if you just want me, and you." he smiled, Dean looked back at his phone, and then put his phone back into his pocket.

"Lets do it." Dean said, grabbing a few shirts, and jeans. They hugged Kevin, and Taylor bye. Dean got into his baby. "I'm so ready to get out of here, for a few days."

"What about Kim?" Sam asked.

"I don't know, I'll call her." Dean pulled off, the whole drive was nice, and peaceful. They turned on the radio, and listened to some music. It was around noon the next day they pulled up to a hotel, Sam checked in, and Dean took there stuff in. He fell on the bed, and wrapped himself in a blanket. "I'm sleeping, we can start in a few hours." he mumbled, already falling asleep. Sam stayed awake.

Dean's phone rang, Sam answered. "Hello?" he started

"Hey, is Dean there?" Castiel asked, his voice low, and soft.

"Uh, he's asleep, whatcha up to Cas?" Sam asked.

"I wanted to speak to him, me, and Tyler broke up. I'm at the bunker, with Taylor, and I wanted to talk to him." Castiel whispered.

"I'm sorry, Cas." Sam said, "Why did you break up?"

"I told him I didn't love him,"

"Let me talk to him." Taylor demanded, the phone was handed off. "Where is Dean?" she asked.

"Asleep," Sam huffed.

"Well, wake his ass up." she sighed, "Cas needs him." Sam sighed, and shook Dean awake. He opened one eye.

"Leave me alone!" Dean mumbled, rolling over.

"It's Cas." he said, Dean shot up, and took the phone.

"Give to Cas." Dean demanded. Taylor huffed, and handed the phone off.

"Dean." Castiel chocked.

"Hey, what's wrong buddy?" Dean asked.

"Tyler, and I broke up." he started to sob, "I-I don't love him!" he sobbed, Taylor started to quite him down. "I-I love you, Dean." he cried out. Dean held the phone tight to his ear, he went to the bathroom.

"Listen to me, listen to me please. Please listen to me, Cas." he paused, "I want you to get out of the bunker, and go to a movie."

"Why would I do that?" Castiel whispered.

"I want you to find someone else, who you love." Dean felt a tear roll down his cheek, he wiped it, and shook his head.

"No. I love you!" Castiel sobbed. "Why can't we be together?!"

"Because, I'm no good for you!" he shouted. "I'm a terrible person, Cas. You don't remember half the shit I used to do!" he started to shake, his whole body trembling. "I'm a bad person, please you deserve someone who can take you out, without being worried of demons. You deserve someone who can protect you. You deserve someone who you can live a normal life with. I can't give that to you. None of that." he started to cry. "So please, just move on."

"I can't, my heart wants you Dean. I want you. Please." Castiel sobbed. Dean put the phone to his head, and sighed.

"We will talk about this when I get back." Dean whispered. "OK? So please stop crying."

"Alright, alright." Castiel said, wiping his eyes. "I think, Taylor, Kevin, and I are going out." he shrugged. Dean laughed.

"Good, go have fun." Dean smiled, "Bye Cas."

"Bye Dean." he hung up, Dean set the phone down, and shook his body. He stepped out, seeing Sam eyeing him, and smirking.

"I heard shouting, you okay?" Sam teased.

"Shut up." Dean growled, laying back in the bed, and falling back asleep.

3 days later...

They burnt the body, it was a ghost, who was killing her killers. Even though Dean thought they deserved it, Sam had thought they didn't deserve. Leave it to Sam to think that the killers shouldn't be killed. They started to drive back, Dean was happy. He was going to talk to Castiel, they were going to work on this, and maybe they'll be together. It took a half day when they pulled up, outside the bunker was a truck. Whose truck is that's? Dean wondered, he walked inside, and saw Taylor on the couch. Reading a book, Sam came up to her, and kissed her neck. Kevin sipping coffee, Dean walked around, and Taylor eyed him. "He's in the kitchen." she smiled.

Dean walked to the kitchen, Castiel was cooking, well making cookies. Dean walked towards him, and wrapped his arms around his waist. Kissing his neck, Castiel froze, and then wiggled around. Greeting Dean, "Hi." Castiel smiled, Dean smiled, and kissed his cheek. "Why are you kissing me? Just three days ago, you wanted me to move on, what changed?" he teased.

"I don't want you to move on, I want you to be with me." he smiled, and finally kissed him. It was passionate. It was amazing. Dean pulled away, and got one knee. Right infront of Castiel, and pulled out a box.

"Dean.." Castiel's voice trailing.

"I know, that you don't really remember us, but I don't care. I want you, forever, and ever." he whispered. "Castiel, will you marry me?" Dean asked.

"No."