Red String - ABO Au - Destiel and Michifer

Chapter 71

"Gabriel went where?" Michael asked blinking a few times to process what Sam had just blurted

"He went to find some Witch that can see Red Strings that connect True Mates. He said she had been here before and introduced your father to Castiel's mother and-and I your father forbade him from going but he hated seeing everyone in so much pain and-"

"And you let him go alone!" Michael stood up quickly from his chair. His mind and heart racing a mile a minute

Sam flinched back as Michael's wings rose up a little, his chair scrapping
"He took a gaurd with him! He said he needed to fix all this turmoil that you all are going through. Why suffer longer than you need to?" Sam replied with a dry chuckl as he also stood up "You cannot tell your father. Gabriel has vowed to me that he will return by the wedding. If he is not barging through the doors by the 'I do's than I shall go retrieve your brother myself. I promised him that much." Sam pointed a finger down at the table, the other clenched into a fist as he squeared his face at Michael

Michael's wings lowered and he ran his hands through his stilk damp dark hair
"Fine. Fine. What makes you think the Witch can help? Dean and I are marrying for peace between all the Kingdoms not just Heaven and Earth." Michael asked his voice a loud whisper as he watched Sam closely

"It's in the old laws. True Mates, it's a profound bond separated not even by the afterlife. It's in your laws that if True Mates can be proven, that it doesn't matter what they're social status, gender, or presentation are, they can be married and mated. Protected by the Laws." Sam stated with a confident look "In addition to that royals are protected by that law as well, as social status means nothing to Fate. The other Kingdoms have to obey the laws. It's one of the few ancient laws all the Kingdoms have shared since the beginning. They also must honor all marital treaties that are not carried out by the True Mates Law." Sam raised an eyebrow at Michael as he watched the older Prince's wheels turn

"So Purgatory and Hell will even have to honor their plea if peace through marriage even if Dean and I do not wed." Michael finished what Sam was about to say.
The Crowned Prince sat back down heavy in his chair "I was young when the Witch came before, and Father forbade us from interacting with her since she was a Witch. But he was so happy after meeting Cassiel... If Gabriel succeeds do you really think it will change anything? What if- what if I'm not True Mates with who I want? And what if Dean and Castiel are not actually True Mates? Than the Wedding will still have to take place and I can never make your brother truly happy." Michael muttered with a sigh

"I doubt we will need to worry abiut that." Sam continued standing and rounding the table to place a firm hand on Michael's shoulder "The signs are there. I just have a few questions for you about Castiel."

Michael raised an eyebrow at the Young Alpha that was standing matching Michael's height almost
"And that is?"

"Is he as kind as you? What I mean by that, will my brother have a voice? If he decides to keep the child, will Castiel honor that and raise them as his own? And if Dean chooses otherwise, will Castiel honor that decision as well?" Sam's voice was serious as he spoke

A small smile slipped onto Michael's lips
"Of course he will. Castiel is a good man, a great Alpha. We share the same beliefs. I made sure my brother's grew up knowing that their partners are their equals, regardless of presentation or bloodline."

"Good." Sam's hard serious glare turned into a wide smile "Because if it was otherwise your brother would lose his knot and his beautiful wings would hang over my fireplace back home."

Michael blinked a few times in surprise at the teens jolly demeanor but horrid threat.
"I've no doubt you are a man of your words."

The morning came to soon, and once again the halls were bustling with catering and florists.
Dean stuck close to Michael through all of it. Not wanting to be stuck alone for fear of a repeat of the last time. It was an understandable fear Dean had not voiced, but didn't need to, Michael seemed to understand.
Both Alpha and Omega were on edge all day, but managed to lighten up when it came time to taste test cake flavors.

"Why not just do a wedding pie instead? It'd be much better." Dean grumbled as his excitement of eating cake deflated with what felt like the millionth version of vanilla.

Michael chuckled, wings shuffling behind his back, he leaned to his side to whisper to Dean
"I'd rather choke on my fork than try another bland vanilla."

Dean snorted as he laughed, the baker showing them his cakes gave him a near offended look that made Dean cough behind his hand and quietly apologized.
"Michael you can't say things like that." Dean hissed smiling at the Crowned Prince

"I can whatever I want." Michael muttered raising his eyebrows

A throat cleared and both Michael and Dean looked up quickly as Chuck looked at the two with a raised eyebrow and small smirk.
"Im glad the two of you are getting along so well." He hummed looking Dean in the eyes, wings raising ever so slightly.

Michael tensed a little remembering the threat Dean had told him that Chuck had made. Before Michael could speak Dean had grabbed Michael's knee under the table with a desth grip, making the Prince look at Dean concerned. All Dean did was shake his head
"I suppose we are. Why wouldn't we be? Afterall we are getting married in less than two days."

"That is very true." Chuck hummed tilting his head at the many cake samples set iut before the two Prince's

"Where is King Winchester? I'd like to speak to him." Michael piped up as Dean gave the Alpha an odd questioning look

"Busy." Was the only answer he got from his father as Chuck hurried off somewhere

"Odd."

"You're telling me... Dad wanted to join us for cake tasting. Any excuse for sweets really." Dean frowned shifting in his seat as more cake was shoved at them, only making him feel more sick to the stomach