Make Your Wishes Count

The Adventure

They had always been together, as far back as Dean could remember. Childhood best friends, that moved on to high school sweethearts, before becoming the college it couple that everyone wanted to be like. Their love gave Dean hope that someday he could find his own, even if seeing them together made him feel ill because of how in love they were and how obvious that was.

Dean's appreciation for their love didn't make it any easier for him to approve of Jess wanting a destination wedding and Sam going along with it. Dean's own fear of planes couldn't persuade the loving couple to change the setting of the wedding, and since Dean was the best man, he couldn't exactly not go to it.

"But it's what Jess and I want." Sam told Dean, again and again over the last few weeks whenever he was asking Dean if he packed yet. Dean knew Sam loved Jess a lot and that meant a lot to all of them, but it didn't mean Dean was excited to get in a flying metal death trap.

"But, planes!" This had been Dean's reply each time, hoping that he could convince Sam to talk his fiancé out of getting married in Ireland. It hadn't brought him any luck, but he kept trying.

"I know, I know. Just- Just take some Ambien and sleep the whole ride," he sighed. Dean had learned by now that when Sam sighed like that towards him he was getting sick of Dean's attitude and was trying hard to hold back being rude.

Dean didn't have it in him to complain anymore, after all, the flight was tomorrow, all he could do now was give in and move to pack. They were set to take off the next morning bright and early at 6am, on a Sunday, they would be staying in Waterford, Ireland for the next week. The wedding was in six days, they had just enough time to get there and celebrate their bachelor and bachelorette parties, have the family dinner and the walk through before the wedding, which was on Friday. Sam and Jessica's days and nights were packed full of festivities and planning. Dean though, he could spend most of the time walking around and exploring the city.

After Dean's freak out on the way to the airport, Sam was able to calm him down and get him on the plane. The ride itself wasn't much better. Sam tried really hard to not elbow Dean in his temple to make him pass out, but eventually the Ambien kicked in and he was down for the count. He only awoke when Sam smacked him a few times on the back of the head to let him know the flight was over.

Waterford was beautiful. Dean was a bit bereaved that Sam wasn't able to explore it while he was there. The place was full of history and life, and everything in between his nerd brother would love. Vikings and Normans once walked on the same streets he was now. The castles, including Waterford Castle, where they were staying and the wedding was to be held, were grand and the view from the water front was something he thought he would only ever dream of.

Dean got to explore every inch of it, fortunately or maybe unfortunately depending on how you want to look at it, that also included the local pubs. Dean ordered all of the local favorites, and some of his own. He had learned to enjoy Guinness while on his pub crawls the first couple nights, but he also came to enjoy the whiskey made in the country. He had found out that "Uisce Beatha" was the Gaelic term for whiskey that translates to "water of life" he found great joy in telling Sam that.

The wedding was beautiful. Dean was glad everyone was able to pull things together to make the ceremony a peaceful and unhurried one. Jess begged for attention in her stunning Vera Wang off white strapless princess wedding dress- Jess would say whenever asked that she was a blushing bride and could have worn white, but with her blonde hair and pale skin she didn't want to be washed out. Sam stood before her, and what family and friends that made the trip, in a full black Gucci suit with an off white undershirt that matched her dress color and a red tie. Dean and the rest of the groomsmen and the maids of honor were all in various Dior outfits each with their own touches of red.