Several Weeks Later

The wedding was simple, short and sweet, and it was everything that Dean could've wanted. He couldn't help the silly grin that came upon his face as he kissed Cas and he could feel the angel's smile against his lips.

Gabriel had planned to make confetti rain from the rafters but Sam thankfully convinced him to stop his childish tricks and sit still. Afterwards, back at Bobby's Sam had made a cake with Crowley's help. Dean was extremely skeptical about even sniffing the thing until Bobby hit him upside the head as he said, "It's not poisoned you idjit."

It was funny, watching Cas' expressions as he ate. Cas hadn't really ever ate anything, except of course that one time when he had been up against Famine. However, that had simply been red meat, something that Cas had sworn never to go near again.

And, even though his vessel might favor different foods, Cas quickly found himself liking the sweater foods. Though, he still couldn't understand how Gabriel could eat all those chocolates, lollipops, and other candies all the time.

Sam had told Dean that if he wanted at the very least a few days off that was fine. Besides, he had just gotten married. Dean agreed to that and Cas, with Gabriel's help, quickly made several suggestions as to where they could go. Most of those places could only be reached, in a reasonable amount of time, by flying which Dean was still a little bit uneasy about. However, for once he kept his mouth shut deciding that wherever Cas wanted to go Dean would go to even if it involved leaving the Impala behind.

Nevertheless, Dean planned to stay that night at Bobby's before going off with Cas. At a little past ten o'clock, everyone went to their rooms and each fell asleep with their boyfriends, Dean with his new husband.

However, by three in the morning Dean had barely slept a wink. There was something he had been thinking about doing but just hadn't had the time. Finally unwrapping himself from Cas, he got up and softly made his way downstairs, skipping the steps that creaked more so than the others.

Dean went to his laptop and checked to make sure where exactly that girl had been buried. He then, putting shoes and a jacket on, grabbed his keys and went outside to the Impala. After starting it up, he was careful to back out onto the road slowly so as not to make too much noise.

It took him about thirty to forty minutes to get to the grave yard he was looking for. It should've taken him almost twice that time but it was three in the morning so he went a little over the speed limit.

Before he had actually arrived at the grave yard though, Dean had grabbed some flowers, since there weren't any stores actually open. He felt kind of stupid grabbing them but he did so anyway.

It took him a little while to find the gravesite he was looking for. The place was old and didn't look like it had been used for at least the past four or five decades. The iron gate was open and the iron fence surrounded the place. Most of the graves Dean could read the information on them but there were a few that were so old the names and dates had been worn off by time.

Finally though, Dean found the grave he was looking for, Sasha's grave.

Dean had never felt sorrow for a ghost and it did kind of annoy him. However, he doubted he'd ever find another ghost like the ghost at the river. Her tale was tragic, not as gruesome as some ghosts' stories but certainly saddening. Dean hoped that she had gone to Heaven that she was with her actual Jonathan.

She had certainly ticked Dean off while she was around but he felt that if he had met her in life he would've liked her. He had read a bit about her and it seemed that she had been a sweet girl before her death.

He placed the flowers down and said, "Sorry about everything. I hope you're happy now."

Dean sighed, then standing up. He stared down at the grave for a few more moments and then turned around—

—only to nearly have a heart attack.

"Dammit Cas don't do that!" he cried as he took a step back and took a huge breath. "How'd you even know where I was?"

"You left your laptop on," replied Cas simply making Dean sigh and shake his head. "Were you paying your respects?"

"Yeah, I guess you could say that. She was different you know? I felt she deserved something," Dean responded.

"I agree with you and don't worry, I doubt you're going soft," Cas said, knowing that the thought had probably gone through Dean's head at least once. "Are you through?"

"Yeah," Dean nodded as he gave one last look at the grave. "I would say let's go back to bed but I doubt I'd be able to go to sleep. How about we start the honeymoon early?"

"Really?" Cas asked, surprised. "I honestly didn't think you'd go along with flying anywhere."

"Believe me, I still don't like it but I've been practically everywhere in the U.S.A. We might as well travel out of country."

"Oh, good. Gabriel gave me the great idea of this one place. It's in the northern part of Germany and I think you'd really like it."

Dean couldn't help but grin at the hopeful smile on Cas' face. "Yeah, that sounds fine. But um, what about the car?'

"That's easy," replied Cas and for a few seconds he was gone. He popped back in front of Dean with a duffel bag in his arm. "Don't worry, I left a note for our brothers and Bobby and Crowley. Are you ready?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," Dean replied with a sigh. He closed his eyes and wait for the feel of Cas' finger tips against his skin.

AN: I hope you liked it and I do think I'll be writing more for Supernatural. Thank you for the followers and people who favorited/reviewed. I'm glad you enjoyed it.