A/N: Hey everyone, I'm so sorry that it was taken so long to get this chapter posted. I promise not to take longer for post the next chapter. I know I had said that this would be a two chapter story, but I think that it will be at least three chapters, maybe four.


Dean stared down at the beautiful brunette who curled into his side. How did I get so lucky? he wondered. Once he thought that his life would revolve around hunting. He never thought that there would really be anything more. All he wanted was to follow in his father's footsteps. Since killing the demon, Dean finally started to see that there could be more to life than hunting. It was time to stop sacrificing and start living. With Lindsay he found someone he wanted to have a life with. They would have a wonderful life together. Dean was sure of it. More sure than he had been of anything before. Since it was still early, Dean snuggled in close to his fiancée. A soft I love you was whispered in her ear before sleep overtook him again.

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Lindsay didn't want a big wedding and that was fine with Dean. He was never one to go for lavish celebrations. Dean supposed that if his childhood had taken a different route that maybe he would have had a different opinion. However, City Hall did seem a little impersonal to him. It was like being at a deli. Take a number and get in line. Sam's wedding, now that was a nice affair. Not too fancy or anything. But as long as he and Lindsay ended up married, it didn't matter how they did it, right?

Lindsay padded into the kitchen in her bare feet to find Dean pouring his second cup of coffee. The scent smelled heavenly to her.

"Morning baby," greeted Dean.

"Morning Dean." Lindsay reached up and kissed Dean. He eagerly kissed her back and while he was distracted, she removed the steaming mug from his hand. "Thanks."

"What the..." Dean started to grumble, but one look at the bright smile on Lindsay's face quieted him. If all it took was a cup of coffee to put that smile on her face then it was worth it.

"How long have you been up?" asked Lindsay as she grabbed the creamer out of the fridge.

"About half an hour."

"Why didn't you wake me?"

"You looked so peaceful, I didn't want to disturb you. I'm just finishing up some paperwork for a case." Dean poured himself another couple of coffee and sat down at the kitchen table.

After fixing herself a bowl of cornflakes, Lindsay joined Dean at the table. "The wedding announcement will be in the Chronicle today. I'd better get several copies."

Even though they were eschewing the traditional wedding, Lindsay gone the traditional route by taking out a wedding announcement out in the San Francisco Chronicle.

"Tell me again that this isn't just a ploy to have all of your old boyfriends show up begging you to run away with them."

Lindsay chuckled. "Oh yes, my plethora of ex-boyfriends."

"Well, you'll just have to tell them your dance card is full." Dean pulled his fiancée close. "You're all mine."

"Always," replied Lindsay as she leaned into Dean. "What time is your class today?"

"One o'clock." Since Dean was always taking photographs for his work, he decided to take a photography course to help him improve. He found that he really enjoyed it. "After that, I have the last doctor's visit for my hand."

"That's wonderful." Lindsay knew how much Dean hated going to the doctor's.

Ever since being attacked by the angry spouse of a client and badly burning the back of his hand, Dean had regular visits to the doctor to monitor his hand. His doctor wanted to make sure it was healing properly. Dean never liked going to the doctor's and was relieved the whole ordeal would be over soon.

"Dean, don't forget that we're meeting with the travel agent at four-thirty today."

"Are you sure you want to go to Quebec?"

"Positive." Lindsay knew that Dean wasn't big on flying, but she had her heart set on the beautiful Canadian city for her honeymoon. "You know, Dean, Quebec is a French speaking city."

"Ooh la la," said Dean with a grin. Hearing Lindsay speak French was a major turn on for him. "Quebec it is, but I still think we should drive."

"Baby, the honeymoon would be over by the time we got there."

Dean sighed. "I know."

"Do you want to see where we'll be staying?" At Dean's nod, Lindsay pulled out her laptop and quickly logged on to the internet.

"Wow Lindsay, that place looks amazing. What's it called again?"

"The Chateau Frontenac."

"It's so nice of your dad to give us a honeymoon as a wedding present."

Since he didn't have to pay for a wedding for his only daughter, Sid insisted on paying for the honeymoon. Dean wasn't used accepting such a large gift from someone, but he could tell how much it meant to his future father-in-law to be able to do this for them.

"Yes it is. I've wanted to go to Quebec for years and to stay at the Chateau Frontenac will be so wonderful."

"Well, it certainly will be the nicest hotel I have ever stayed at." Dean had stayed at many a motel and hotel while growing up and all paled greatly in comparison to the Chateau Frontenac.

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While Dean and Lindsay were planning their honeymoon, Madison and Sam were planning the surprise wedding they were throwing them. After a debate of indoors versus outdoors, they decided that an outdoor wedding would be wonderful. Madison had a friend who worked at the the San Francisco Botanical Gardens. Normally the place was booked solid for weddings, but there was a cancellation and, thanks to her friend, Madison was able to get a good deal. There was a lovely restaurant there that would be perfect for the reception.

In addition to planning the wedding, Madison and Sam were also shopping for a house. While they loved their apartment, they realized it was too small for their growing family. After finding a good real estate agent, they began house hunting. They saw a few that they liked, but none that felt like home to them. Then one day their agent showed them a house that they both fell in love with immediately. It had four bedrooms and two and a half bathrooms. There were so many things that the couple loved about the house, like the brick fireplace in the living and the finished basement that would be the perfect playroom for Mary. The backyard was a nice size. Plenty of room for a swing-set. The house was perfect. Well except for one thing. It was out of their price range by a few thousand dollars.

"Are you still thinking about the house?" asked Sam as he climbed into bed that night.

Madison nodded. "Its perfect, Sam. Plenty of room for the three of us. The study would make a nice library for you. The backyard is wonderful. Can't you just see Mary running around in it?"

Sam agreed with everything that Madison said, but he knew they had to be realistic. "Its a great house Maddy, but it's out of our price range."

"I know. I'm sure we'll find another house." You could hear the disappoint in Madison's voice as she spoke.

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Sam had let Sid in on the plans for a surprise. Lindsay's father was thrilled with the idea and had offered to help in any way he could.

"Sam, I think its wonderful what you and Madison are doing for Dean and Lindsay," said Sid. "My wife would have wanted this for Lindsay. There's nothing wrong with City Hall, but Mandy would have wanted something like this for Lindsay."

"Thanks, Sid." Sam felt a little nervous about the whole thing. While he was sure Lindsay and his brother would appreciate all the time and effort everyone put into the wedding, he had a slight bit of fear that it wouldn't go over well with them. Dean had never been a fan of surprises. Sam just hoped that this would be one surprise that he would like.

"I brought the dress with me today. With all the time Lindsay had been spending with Dean, it was easy to get it out of the house."

"Great. I'll take home with me. Madison wants to check it out and make sure its ready to wear."

"I just wish Andrew could be here for this. I spoke to him the yesterday. There's just no way he can make it." Sid knew it would mean a lot to Lindsay if her younger brother could be there. However, with his job in the Antarctic, he couldn't make it to San Francisco in time for the wedding.

"You know, I think I might know a way that Andrew can be a part of the wedding," said Sam.

More to Come

Will Sam and Madison find a house? How will Andrew, who lives in the Antarctic, be at the wedding? Tune in next time to find out.

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