This story is getting so close to the end. Only one more chapter left... Love you all so much. Thanks for sticking with me!

That day felt like years. Dean sat anxiously awaiting the return of his love, rubbing his chest over and over again, waiting for something, anything, to happen. Dread washed over him in waves over and over again, leaving him useless for anything other than sitting. Countless times Bobby urged him to get up, to eat, to sleep, to do anything, but Dean didn't move, barely acknowledged his presence. Then, something happened.

Dean was sitting in the living room, and for a split second, everything stopped. Then. a shrill scream filled the room as Dean's body was engulfed in pain, his mind feeling like it was being ripped to shreds. He saw Bobby's boots drawing closer before he passed out.

"Will he be okay?" a deep gruff voice questioned close to Dean's ear.

"You tell me, angel. You're the one that did this to him." Bobby huffed angrily.

"The side effects were unusual. He grew overly attached to my grace, so that when something did happen, it felt the same, if not stronger than what was happening to me," the voice explained, worry seeping into every word.

"What happened to you?"

"My human form was incinerated. An attempt by Raphael to render me useless to my troops. It was foolish. I came back stronger and we won. I left my angel comrades to rebuild what they can."

"Cas?"

"Dean? Love, is that you?" the voice, correction. Castiel was at his ear. Dean could feel his breath on his neck.

"I thought you were dead!" Dean cried, springing into a sitting position, giving him an awful dizzy spell. Cas laid him back down gently. "Don't ever do that to me again," he scolded gently, staring into Cas' eyes.

"Never again, Dean. Never again." With that, Castiel removed himself from the bed, eliciting a small whimper from Dean, before he sat himself up to see his angel clearly. Cas was on knee, holding a box in front of him. "Dean Winchester, though I may not be human, I want to bond myself with you in every way that I can. Will you marry me?"

Dean was speechless... There was a moment where everything stood still, and after that moment, a smile that could've rivaled the sun filled the room. "Of course. I love you more than anything else. Yes." A smile lit Castiel's face before he slid the perfectly fitted ring on Dean's finger and pulled him into hug.

"I love more," Castiel reminded him gently.

"Congratulations, boys. I better start inviting people." With that, Bobby walked out of the room.