A/N: Anyone who's seen the movie Leap Year will recognize this. I have obviously made changes, but I hope you like it nonetheless. Also, I know this is kind of a short chapter, but they might get longer. Reviews are always nice!

Castiel couldn't believe it. He was finally going to get to live in the house of his dreams. It was huge, with floor to ceiling windows and vaulted ceilings. He'd been lusting after that house since third grade, when his mother had made him water the flowers for the old lady who lived there. Now that she had passed away, her granddaughter was selling the house. Castiel had been saddened to hear of the elderly woman's death but he couldn't stop the spark of hope that filled his chest at the idea of buying that house. He and his boyfriend Balthazar had just finished their interview with the young woman who was selling the old building. She had decided to hold interviews with all prospective buyers, since her grandmother had put her heart and soul into that house and she wanted to make sure it stayed that way. Castiel figured there were at least ten other people in line but he was confident that he and Balthazar had made a great impression. They parted ways outside Castiel's dream house, Balthazar having to go to the hospital to check on one of his new patients. They were planning to meet for dinner tonight, as Balthazar said he had a surprise. Castiel hated surprises but he had agreed and gone to the fitting he had planned for that afternoon. The pants of his new suit were a little long and he decided that since it was already out he'd wear it to dinner. He was in the middle of getting stabbed by the tailor, a short man named Crowley who he was sure was doing it on purpose, when his friend Anna barged in, her thin arms laden with the spoils of her trip. She ran up to Castiel and he could tell she had something big to tell him.

"Oh, Castiel, I'm so happy for you!" she cried, grabbing his arm and earning a glare from Crowley, who also coincidentally stabbed Castiel in the ankle again.

"I'm glad to see you too, Anna, but I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about."

"I'm sorry, I've skipped the part where I saw Balthazar walking out of that jewelers down the street, the one you love so much. Isn't that where he got you that watch?"

"Yes," Castiel said hesitantly, nervous and excited about where this was going. "But I fail to see why this caused you to rush here."

"Castiel! You know there's only one reason he'd go in there in the middle of March. You're getting engaged!"

Anna was beside herself with joy, and Castiel enjoyed watching his friend pace about, thinking of all the things that needed to be done. Castiel just stood there grinning, not wanting to move too much, his fear of Crowley 'accidentally' drawing blood keeping him immobile.

"Well, now that I've ruined the surprise, we need to make sure he doesn't know I told," Anna said, shaking Castiel out of his happiness induced haze.

For the remainder of the hour, as Crowley finished with the suit, the two friends practiced Castiel's surprised face, much to Anna's dismay, as she told him, " You kind of look like someone just ran over your dog."

"Anna, I don't have a dog."

The girl just sighed, rolled her eyes, and said, " Again!"

-

Castiel had just decided to meet Balthazar at the restaurant, as Balthazar was coming straight from the hospital. The restaurant was a new Italian place downtown. If Castiel hadn't been suspicious of Balthazar's intentions before, there was no denying them now. Balthazar wasn't a huge fan of Italian food, but he knew it was Castiel's favorite. Castiel walked through the big glass doors, keeping his mind on things like taxes and the paperwork he still had to do at work, so the excitement wouldn't show on his face.

Balthazar arrived minutes after him, looking a little frazzled but mostly like his usual well put together self. They ate slowly, sticking to regular conversations, usually Balthazar's patients or news about family members. They'd been together for 3 years and had finally decided to buy a house together. It was only natural to Castiel that they get married soon anyways.

As they both finished their meals, Balthazar became quiet. Castiel looked up at him and said, "Is there anything wrong?"

"Of course not. In fact, I've got something for you."

He reached into his pocket and took out a small black box. Castiel took the box, his hands trembling slightly, and began opening it. There was a smaller velvet box inside.

"C'mon, open it," Balthazar prompted as he checked the text message that had just come in on his work phone. It had bothered Castiel earlier in their relationship when Balthazar would check his phone in the middle of important events but he'd soon decided that he didn't want it to be his fault that someone had died because he'd kept Balthazar away from his phone. Castiel opened the box, just as Balthazar put his phone in his jacket pocket again.

"Do you like them?" he said, as Castiel stared down at a pair of diamond and silver cuff links.

"They're cuff links," he said, unable to come up with more in his disappointment.

"Yeah. Hey, why don't you put them on?" he said as he checked his now vibrating phone.

"Oh, right," Castiel mumbled as he began switching the current cuff links with the new ones.

"Ugh, this is gonna be a big one," Balthazar sighed as he slumped a little in his chair.

"What?" Castiel asked.

" Mrs. Moseley's got to have surgery. Soon. I've got to fly out to Seattle tonight. The hospital there is the only one with the equipment I need available right now. I'm so sorry, I have to go."

"Don't worry about it," Castiel said as he got up to kiss his boyfriend goodbye. "Go save lives."

-

Castiel fidgeted under the sheets. He'd been laying awake for hours now, unable to shake his disappointment from that dinner. This is why I don't like surprises. he thought as he stared at the cuff links now sitting on his bedside table.

Giving up on sleep for the time being, Castiel got out of bed and sat down at his computer. The little clock in the corner told him it was just after 2 in the morning. He sighed and his mind wandered to Balthazar. He's probably asleep in his hotel by now. he had the Internet open but he still wasn't sure what he was planning on doing. He started thinking about dinner again and a voice in the back of his head that sounded suspiciously like Anna was whispering "Why don't you propose, idiot." Even in his head she mocked him. The idea stuck and soon Castiel began thinking of ways he could go about it. It didn't matter who proposed, did it? No, Castiel thought resolutely.

After an hour of mulling this over, Castiel decided there was no time like the present. He searched airline websites and found a flight to Seattle, Washington at 11 the next morning. Excited by this plan, Castiel quickly ordered the ticket and began packing. Sleep could wait until after he was engaged.