Who Would've Thought

Epilouge

"Watch out, best man coming through", Gabriel announced as entered the room.

"You're one of three Gabe", I reminded him with a sigh. I was fidgeting with my tie for the seventh time in the past hour. Dean and I were getting married. In ten minutes to be exact.

"Yeah dumbass", Micheal said while whacking Gabe upside the head. "By the way, I think Jo is still struggling. She's happy to be a best woman and all but she can't figure out if she's happy that she's Dean's and not yours."

"Yes but our baby brother here has three already fighting for that position. Jo can fight with Sam and make Dean more stressed", Luc pointed out. He slapped my hands away and fixed the tie I had gotten all screwed up and patted my shoulders. "Chill Castiel. You look fine and everything is going great. Dean loves you and doesn't care what tie you're wearing so stop caring about it. He's nervous too you know so when people tell him you're going crazy it doesn't exactly help him."

"Just like it doesn't help you to know he's freaking out too", Gabriel agreed. Micheal nodded his agreement and I sighed.

"I just want it to go perfect", I reasoned.
"And it will. As long as you don't start seizing", Lucifer reassured me. I nodded and took a deep breath to calm my nerves.

"Positions people", Charlie exclaimed happily as she opened the door. "You look great Cas, just breathe." She winked and then disappeared, leaving us with nothing to do but follow her. Gabriel threw an arm over my shoulder and gave me a side hug for reassurance.

"Don't terrorize Sam", I called after him as quietly as possible as he retreated. He winked and I groaned inwardly.

"Would you rather he terrorize Jo", Micheal asked. I shook my head. She'd fight back and then they'd be lost to the world for an hour or more. At least Sam will shake it off until he can yell at him later. Poor Sam, he's getting roped into absolute madness. Micheal walked out to accompany Jo, leaving me and Luc.

"Ready little bro?" I took another deep breath before nodding and walking out with Lucifer to meet Dean, my soon to be husband.

"I pronounce you husband and husband. You may kiss the groom", Anna said as the ceremony wrapped up. Dean and I chuckled with tears in our eyes before finally kissing and ending the ceremony. The reception wasn't far and luckily pictures didn't take long. Regardless it didn't matter, I wouldn't have to leave Dean's side anymore tonight. Well, minus when Jo or my brothers whipped me away. We thanked Anna for officiating, and everyone else for coming. Sam and my brothers all gave a toast, and Jo fought to give one as well. It definitely wasn't a typical wedding, but then again who wants that?

We danced more than either of us thought we would and were shocked by our meal. Too many bad thoughts ruined our thinking I suppose because it was amazing. During a slow song, Dean and I along with many others moved back to the dance floor. "Ready for the honeymoon", he asked with a wiggle of his eyebrows. I laughed and nodded at his enthusiasm. I zoned out for no more than ten seconds and he pecked my lips to pull me back. "Hey, you're going to see everyone just as often. Every break you get were coming back, Gabriel insists on keeping your room for us. And after school, you, me, Sam and Jess are all coming back here. It won't be as bad as it seems."

I nodded and grinned. "Guess you know me pretty well after all." He smirked before kissing me again and continuing to as the song played. The end of the night came sooner than one would expect, which meant temporary goodbyes. We'd have your honeymoon and then stay at Dean's place for a month and a half before heading to California. It all seemed so fast but it would be fine. I had Dean no matter what now. Our close family and friends watched us drive off to our honeymoon, and Dean squeezed my hand before we were gone.

"Please don't hurt yourself", Dean begged me. I rolled my eyes at his nerves.

"Dean we've done this hundreds of times. Even in the ice and snow while drunk with stuff in our hands. Worst we've gotten is frostbite. I think I'll be okay." He groaned before flopping onto the couch.

"That doesn't make me feel better." Suddenly there was a honk outside and I jumped up. I ran to kiss Dean and shouted a goodbye before running out the door. My brothers were coming to get me for one last family hang out at our spot before school started back up again. We made it in record timing, jamming out as we normally do.

Of course we had our usual snacks and drinks and happy spirits. We played games we invented years ago, got a few pounds heavier and slightly drunk and joked like we always did. Around eleven we decided to call it and get home, seeing as how we left at five and it was starting to get colder. The ride home was even louder in which I was thankful for. When we pulled up to Dean's, I couldn't help but let a few tears fall, resulting in a group hug from my brothers. "What does Dean always tell Sam", Gabriel asked. I chuckled slightly through tears and wiped my eyes.

"No chick flick moments", I answered. He nodded.

"Let's try that so we don't all lose it", Luc said. We all agreed and I gave my brothers final hugs. Dean met us outside and gave my brothers hugs before we went out separate ways. Gabriel to his apartment, my brothers with him until heading to school in a few days, and Dean and I heading to California. The impala was already packed, and most of Dean's furniture sold, the couch being picked up tomorrow. We climbed in the impala and I slid up against Dean and he rest his arm around me. He kissed my forehead before moving his arm to move the stick.

"Ready", he asked. I looked up and met his emerald green eyes, the ones that threw me off almost a year ago. One of the millions of qualities that made me fall for this man, my husband. With him, I could go anywhere. I grinned and kissed him quickly before nodding.

"Ready." California here we come.