Author's Note: Thank you for supporting this story readers! I appreciate it and out of respect to you I think I will pull this one to a close here. It's been a good run but I'm worried I'll ruin it if I continue from here (since I have no ideas left on this storyline). So thank you and enjoy! Please read my next stories, there will definitely be more!

Chapter 6

Sam stood quietly as he waited for Dean to return with Cas, he looked at the rest of the building of people and shrugged nervously. It had been a while, he figured now would be a good time to go and check on them. He walked down the aisle quickly and out the door, turning back before closing them he looked at all the eyes staring back at him, there weren't that many people but they were still sitting there nonetheless. "I'll go get them and we can get this thing started," He gave an apologetic smile, then continued his search.

If he were a freaked out 'bride,' where would he run? He started by walking down the main path to the building, glancing around for a clue. Luckily for him, Cas had been in a desperate panic when he ran so he didn't care to hide a trail that he made, Sam easily followed broken branches through the underbrush. He walked until the trees and bushes ended, a clearing came into view and so did a lump of naked flesh on the ground.

Sam turned his head away; he'd walked in on something like this enough times to know that it was his brother having sex with someone. "Dean?" He asked, not looking back.

"Yeah? Oh, hey Sammy," Dean's voice sounded surprisingly happy considering his bride ran from the alter.

"Hi Sam," Cas' voice piped in right after, just as giddy as Dean, maybe more.

"Yeah, hey guys. Uh, everything okay?"

"Oh yeah," Cas sighed and snuggled Dean, "Couldn't be better."

"Cool, cool... Hey since you guys are all good, how about you get ready again and we try this whole thing over?" Sam was hopeful that there hadn't been a damper put on the wedding, by the look of it he didn't have to worry too much.

Cas sat upright and flinched a little, the hormones had died down and he felt the sting where Dean had pounded him. It had bled, of course, and he was going to need some assistance in getting ready again. He looked and Dean and gave a small smile, "I'm ready now."

Dean smiled back and pulled his fiancée into a hug, taking in Cas' 'after sex' smell. "Then let's make you a Winchester." Both pulled their suits on again, everything was messed up and Sam knew it was going to be a little bit before they were ready again.

"You two do what you have to do, I'll get the group to take an hour break and we'll get this thing going, sound good?"

Cas could barely take his eyes away from Dean, he just nodded his head in confirmation while Dean gave none whatsoever.

"Alright then, see you guys in an hour." Sam clapped his hands together and headed back into the church.

An hour later Dean stood at the altar again, watching the entrance for the beautiful man he would soon be putting a ring on. This time he didn't have to wait long, Castiel emerged decked in his white suit (well, mostly white), a proud and confident smile adorning his lips. He strut down the aisle alone, his head held high, because he knew that Dean Winchester was the man he wanted to be with.

He reached the altar and immediately took Dean's hands, neither could suppress their smiles. Their version of a wedding was definitely far from traditional, but they weren't a traditional couple so it fit. Vows were said and rings were slipped on one another's fingers. Cas stared into Dean's hazel eyes, likewise Dean gazed into Cas' azure orbs, and both knew that this was where they needed to be.

"I love you," Dean whispered, gently placing his forehead against Cas'.

"I always loved you," His husband replied, a shy smile spreading over his features, "Ever since the see-saw,"

"I beat you," Dean smirked, "I fell for you the moment I saw you struggling to get that sweater off of your head,"

Cas' eyes fluttered for a moment, he couldn't believe Dean remembered that. The man marrying them cleared his throat and said loudly, "You may kiss your partner."

Neither hesitated, they pressed their lips together instantly and held the kiss, the group they had gathered cheered for them. When they pulled apart they darted toward the exit, the classic wedding music playing in the background. There was a big sign hooked up to the back of the Impala reading; 'Just Married' with ridiculous cans strung along behind it. Dean thought it was tacky but Cas had insisted on it, he said that if majority of the wedding was going to be untraditional, he at least wanted that little bit of cheesiness added to it.

Sam smiled as he watched his brother hop into the car and take off, he remembered for years Dean would mention the boy on the play ground and how pissed he was at him. He remembered seeing a hidden pain every time his brother brought it up, but now all traces of that had vanished. He couldn't see the scars that Cas had left anymore, Dean had moved on, even if moving on needed the original plan to happen.

Dean looked at Cas and grinned, "So, how does it feel?" He asked smugly.

Cas' eyes narrowed slightly, confusion and curiosity overwhelming him, "How does what feel?"

"Finally being a Winchester," Dean sounded so self centered at that moment, his proud expression telling all.

Cas shook his head and looked out the window, trying to hide a smile he couldn't suppress, "Oh it's just dreadful," He joked, "I have to stay with this guy who only thinks about how great he is-"

"Hey!" Dean laughed, shoving Cas' shoulder, "That doesn't sound so bad," he looked over at his lover and couldn't stop his grin, "I hear he's hot."

Cas smirked and looked back to Dean, "Yeah, at least he's got that going for him." Both chuckled and leaned over to kiss the other one more time, this had been a perfect day and Cas knew he wouldn't trade it for the world.

"I love you."

"I love you too."