Summary: A three-chapter story for the episode "Fanfiction". Dean realizes a few things, one being that he wants to continue on with his brother, and Kassandra as his wife.

Author's Note: The subject of marriage was actually brought up in my Supernatural and Arrow Crossover, which takes place in season 8. Kassandra was away in Portland, in the Grimm universe helping Nick and his friends to rescue Monroe away from execution; so, she wasn't there for the bulk of the case. In this section of the Supernatural series Dean and Kassandra have a one-and-a-half-year-old son named J.T

The girls finished the last few bars to the final scene. The music swelled to the finale, and the curtain came down. When the curtain came down, and the lights came up, they saw a familiar figure. Kassandra.
When Dean kissed her, Kassandra was left breathless, which made Dean momentarily smug. However, the smirk left his face the moment he noticed the cut on her neck. He moved back her hair and then her blouse collar to reveal bruises.

"Kass…" His jaw visibly clenched.

"I'm fine. I promise."

"That doesn't look fine," he said, meaning the cut on her neck.

As Sam watched, Kassandra gently gathered his hand in hers, softly kissing the knuckles.

"Is J.T okay?"

"He's fine. He's with Missy and Jeff having a play date." Kassandra took out her cellphone, involuntarily wincing as she did so. Both Sam and Dean didn't miss this. As they passed the few other audience members and went out into the slightly chilly night, a young woman with curly blonde hair appeared on Kassandra's cell screen.

"Kass.."

"Hey, Missy. Daddy and I are checking in. Is he being good or is he being a little terror?" Even as she asked, she could hear her son babbling away in the background and shrieking excitedly.

"Jeff got him his very own firetruck. He hasn't let go of it since he got here." Missy turned her head towards the boy. "JT...wanna say hi to mama and daddy?"

"Da?"

"Hey buddy.." Dean took the phone from Kassandra's hand when his son appeared, still clutching on to his fire truck. He continued to babble away, showing off his new truck. Then his little hand was reaching for the strange device that his "aunt" was holding and , for a second, the image got close as J.T.'s blue eyes filled the screen.

"Ba!"

Then the phone got dropped. There were some distorted images of what could have been carpeting and then Missy appeared on the screen again and J.T was crying.

"It's okay, bud. Come here...Da's still here."

"Sounds like someone's tired..."

J.T was now rubbing his eyes and his hands reached for the phone again, this time touching the screen when he recognized his mama.

Kassandra kissed the screen.

"Can you give Mama a kiss back?"

After a little coaxing, the little boy pressed his lips to the cellphone screen.

"Mama loves you."