Author's Note: Please accept my apologies for the delay in posting this chapter. A loved one passed away and it's been very hard.
Well, here we are at the concluding chapter.
This story is very close to my heart and I sincerely thank you for your love and support of it. It has meant so much to me.
The link for the wedding song is included in my profile. I hope you check it out on You Tube. The energy it brings is wonderful.
*Hugs*
Chapter Ten - Treasures
"911. State your emergency."
"Please send an ambulance. A man's been attacked. Hurry, oh please hurry."
The days preceding the attack
Johnny was sitting at the kitchen table practicing his new name: Johnny Winchester...Johnny Winchester...Johnny Winchester, using a purple crayon on white paper.
It had been a big decision as to whether Sam and Johnny would change their last name from Sullivan to Dean's last name, Winchester.
It was certainly what they all wanted, and once Dean had been made Johnny's official guardian, protection for them all, on the off chance that anything happened to Sam, the name change would become legal once Sam and Dean were married.
Johnny wasn't waiting though, in his mind, the change had already happened.
The magnetic poetry on the fridge was full of loving words and the BIG day circled in red and drawn in purple hearts was fast approaching.
Sam was hanging paper party streamers from one end of the house to the other. The wedding would be a morning one, taking place outside in the backyard, and that too was going to be decorated with streamers and banners, but Sam was making sure the whole place got the wedding treatment.
He had already pulled the plates and platters out of the cupboard, along with glasses and set them beside the "Just Married" napkins that awaited use, along with the cookie cutters for the sandwiches.
The cutlery was going to have to wait until closer to the date, because it was in use for their normal day-to-day lives.
Ribbon tied wedding goodies were ready to be handed out and were piled next to instant cameras, which were being given to each guest to use during the festivities.
Two little grooms, a.k.a. the wedding cake toppers were anxiously awaiting their moment.
All in the all, their home was filled with the abundance of life and living and the joy of loving.
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"Bud, can you help me for a minute please?"
"Sure, Sammy" Johnny said as he stood up and walked over to his big brother.
"What can I do?"
"You can give your big brother a hug" Sam advised as he finished taping the last streamer up and pulled Johnny into his arms.
"I sure love you, little brother."
"And I love you, big brother" Johnny giggled as Sam started to tickle him.
It was this wonderful scene that greeted Dean when he came in from work and it sure beat the old days when quiet and having sink dinners by himself was the norm.
Leaning against the archway, Dean watched the loving interaction between the two brothers.
"Sam, you gotta stop or I'm going to pee."
"I'm not falling for that one again, mister" Sam laughed as he continued to tickle.
"Oh, I wish Daddy was here to help me."
Sneaking up behind the two of them, Dean reached around and hugged them.
"Dad, Sammy won't let me go, help me, pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeee."
Dean was able to lock Sam up against him while Johnny made his escape out the door and into the backyard.
"Oh, baby, you smell really good" Dean breathed into Sam's hair. The scent of oranges and ginger filling him up.
Turning within Dean's arms, Sam kissed him and then kissed him again and once more for good luck. It was a hell of a welcome home.
"Hey babe" Sam greeted. "You're home early. Everything okay?"
"The compressor on the main freezer blew. It was the one that was replaced during the re-modelling, so you can imagine Mr. De Lucca when he called Rocco about it.
The upshot is that until it gets fixed we can't open. There's a whole whack of safety regulations related to this and Mr. De Lucca is not taking any chances on any infringement fines.
So, it looks like I'm home until it gets fixed. If it doesn't happen before the wedding, then I'm off until after our honeymoon. My oh my, I do wonder how I will pass the time?" Dean smirked as he rubbed a hand over Sam's butt.
Johnny yelled out from the back before Sam could compose a suitable reply.
"To be continued" Dean hummed affectionately as he grabbed Sam's hand and they took off after Johnny.
A few good chases around the yard and the three collapsed in a laughing heap on the ground.
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They had just finished putting Johnny to bed and Sam was sitting on the couch.
"C'mere tired boy."
Walking over and sitting down next to Sam, Dean leaned his head on Sam's shoulder.
"How did you know?"
"Oh babe, I could hear it in your voice. Close your eyes and rest."
Lightly dragging his fingers in circles through Dean's hair, Sam lulled him to sleep.
Holding the man who owned his heart and thinking about his little brother asleep in the other room, Sam said his prayers and counted his blessings.
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"How long was I out?" Dean asked as he sat up, scrubbing his face.
"Not long" Sam responded smiling.
"Remember I told you I wanted to show you what was in my Mom's purse?"
Dean nodded.
"I thought now might be a good time" Sam said as he took the purse from the coffee table and opened it.
Sam smiled as he pulled out their engagement photo that Dean had placed on top for safe keeping when he was ill. Digging deeper, Sam showed Dean the very precious remaining few pictures of him and Johnny and their parents, Julie and Matthew, from when they were little. The family resemblance was very strong, with both boys having both their mother's and father's features. Dean could easily see Sammy and Johnny as they grew up, having the same wonderful warmth as their Dad and Mom, just by looking at the photos.
Some strands of snipped baby hair covered with scotch tape and a well read and well worn letter were also included.
"The letter I thought I would read at our wedding" Sam explained as he reached out and cupped Dean's cheek.
"Absolutely" Dean whispered as he leaned into Sam's touch.
"Dean, can I ask you something?"
"Um...hmm."
"Can you look at me please. I mean really look at me."
"What's worrying you, babe?" Dean asked, knowing what was coming.
"I just need to be sure, real sure about this before we get married. How do you feel about children?" Sam asked seriously.
Dean took his time, studied Sam's face and then grasped Sam's chin lightly between his thumb and forefinger.
"We're always going to have the most wonderful child in a grown-up body, known to human kind, won't we Sam? Johnny is extra special and he'll always be with us. I believe we're more than blessed" Dean replied truthfully and lovingly as he stroked over the little moles he loved on Sam's face.
Sam collapsed against him in relief. "I feel the same way, Dean, but I just needed to hear it once more from you, just to be sure."
"You can be sure, Sammy. You guys are my family now and forever."
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"Your Dad is just the coolest" Barry enthused during class the next day. "I had the best time and the Impala is awesome. You're so lucky!"
"Thanks, my Dad is cool and so is the car" Johnny responded, with a proud smile on his face.
"Okay class, as you know Johnny's family, Sam and Dean are going to be getting married and I thought we could share in the excitement by making some things to hang on the car" Linney said smiling as she handed out the pre-punched tin cans, string and white Bristol board.
Barry looked at Johnny and smiled "I wonder what your Dad will think of something going on the Impala?"
"I wonder too" Johnny giggled thinking of his Dad's face when he saw it.
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The days were winding their way through the week.
"Oh and Daddy before I forget, Barry said you were the coolest Dad and the Impala is awesome."
"He did, did he? Well, that's nice to hear" Dean preened as he smiled over at Sam and Johnny.
The three of them had just returned home after volunteering for the early morning shift at the shelter. Everyone that was there and knew Dean and loved his flower shaped fudge, welcomed Sam and Johnny and offered congratulations when they heard the good news about the upcoming wedding and thanked Sam for all the coupons he had been clipping and saving for use at the shelter.
"I'm so excited."
"Me too" Linney responded warmly. Johnny had taken up a very special place in her heart.
"This is sure a wonderful thing you're doing" Dean commented.
"It's my pleasure and with my helper here, things will be ship shape in no time. Thank goodness the rain didn't affect it, like other parts of the camps' roofs. Are you ready to go, Johnny?"
"I'm ready."
"I'll meet you in the car."
Johnny looked at both Sam and Dean and smiled.
"It's a good wedding gift, huh?"
"The best" Sam responded as he pulled Johnny into a hug and held him tight.
"The caretaker's cabin at the camp is going to be a wonderful place to spend our honeymoon and I'm so proud of you for offering to help Linney get it ready."
"I second that" Dean whispered as he group hugged the two brothers.
Watching and waving until the car was out of sight, Sam then turned to Dean "Hey cool Dad, you up to giving your future husband a lift to school in the awesome Impala?"
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The day of the attack and the days following
"That's it, you've got it" Dean congratulated Sam as they finished practicing the following morning.
Sam was doing pretty darn good with the dance lessons Dean was giving him.
"That's because I have the world's best teacher" Sam responded as he kissed Dean. Those honeyed lips were looking darn kissable.
They had been sharing a package of Starbursts during the lesson and two tongues now slipped back and forth between each other, chasing the taste and enjoying the sensations that went along with this very enjoyable pursuit, which they continued through a joint shower and dressing.
Today was Sam's big day with Peaches.
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"Have fun with Peaches" Dean grinned as he reached over and kissed Sam.
"It should be interesting" Sam laughed.
"And what are you going to be doing Mr. Winchester?"
"A little bit of this and a little bit of that" Dean responded evasively.
"Uh-huh" Sam teased as he gave Dean one more kiss before getting out of the car.
"See you later, baby. Tell Peaches I said hi."
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"Hello sweetheart!" Peaches greeted as she swept Sam into a full embrace.
"Hi Peaches. Dean says hi too" Sam said as he hugged her tightly. Peaches was wearing a turquoise coloured micro mini and matching vest, with high heels in the same tone. She looked exquisite.
"My darling, we are going to have the best time." Taking a full and long sweep of Sam, she looked into those warm eyes and smiled. "This is going to be so much fun and by the way, I love your eye liner. It sets off your eyes wonderfully. Now, let's have a glass of this divine wine that I discovered and have a little chat. I have a few dynamite ideas brewing for something special that will make your soon to be future hot hubby, even hotter. Now come" Peaches exclaimed as she took Sam's hand and led him to the wine and a delightful time.
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"I can feel you blushing from down here, sweets. We're almost done" Peaches chirped as she finished measuring Sam.
"Dear heart, what did you think I meant when I asked you which side you dressed on?" Peaches inquired as she lightly cupped Sam's cheek.
"Well...I...well I guess..." Sam stammered and blushed more.
"You really are too adorable for words" Peaches laughed lightly as she marked down the measurements she had just taken.
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Sam was making his way slowly down the street, thinking about the enjoyable time he had just had and what a unique and fun person Peaches was, when his cell rang.
Dean had wanted both him and Johnny to have one, in case of emergencies.
"Hey baby" Sam answered, assuming it was Dean.
It wasn't.
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Sam brushed past two police officers who were exiting the emergency department as he entered.
"I'm here for Dean Winchester" Sam explained to the receptionist.
"Are you family?"
"I'm his husband" Sam lied, figuring it was almost true and he didn't want to waste any time on having to explain otherwise.
"He's in the first room on the right."
"Thank you" Sam responded nervously as he headed down the hall.
The door was open and Dean was sitting on the examining table, looking sad. His shirt was off.
"Hey" Sam called out gently.
Dean turned and looked at him and tried his best to put on a "everything is okay" smile.
"What happened?" Sam asked as he came and stood beside Dean, taking in every detail of him.
"I...I got attacked. Some guy at the flower store took exception to me being gay and was waiting for me once I left the store.
I caught him out of the corner of my eye and thank God, because it was my shoulder that took the brunt of the hit and not my head, which is what he was aiming for.
The girl in the flower shop called 911 and the guy took off.
We were both able to give the cops a good description, but who knows, he's probably long gone by now."
Sam felt himself growing paler and weaker as he listened to Dean and what had happened to him.
"Son of a bitch. Dean, holy shit!"
Clasping Dean's face gently in his hands, Sam bent forward and kissed him lightly. He felt the trembling and unspoken fear.
"I'm here now...I'm here now. It's going to be okay, Dean...it's going to be okay. Ssh...babe. I've got you...I've got you" Sam whispered over and over, trying to reassure and lessen the hurt.
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They took a taxi home. Sam, who hadn't driven in a while, was going to go and get the Impala and drive it back to their place once he got Dean settled.
He was hovering and being extra vigilant and Dean wasn't saying too much, which Sam knew was a sure sign of how much Dean was hurting.
When he had first seen Dean's shoulder at the hospital, he couldn't believe the amount of bruising already showing. Dean had been given heavy pain killers and instructions on what he should and shouldn't be doing until the injury healed.
"I need to get this shirt off of me, Sammy. I don't want it on me" Dean groaned as he tried to get it off himself.
"Let me help you."
Slowly, between the both of them, they were able to get Dean's shirt off and a fresh one that buttoned put on.
"I'll be back with the Impala as soon as I can" Sam whispered as he kissed Dean's forehead.
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One more ride by taxi, brought Sam to the scene of the crime.
The flower shop was still open and the girl looked up nervously from behind the counter as Sam entered the store. She had clearly been crying heavily and must have been the one to call 911 for Dean.
"I wanted to thank you for helping my fiancé earlier today" Sam said sincerely, as he extended his hand and shook the girl's.
"You're Sam? I'm Alice" she said, smiling.
"I'm so sorry that this happened. Dean is such a great guy and he loves you so much and that bastard that did this to him should die in hell."
"Can you tell me what happened?" Sam asked.
"Dean was buying flowers and bath bombs for you and telling me how excited he was to be marrying you. Another customer who was in the store took exception to this and called Dean a faggot and stormed out of the store.
I don't have to tell you, but Dean being the true gentleman that he is, wanted to make sure I was okay, when I kept asking him if he was okay.
He paid for his purchases and left the store and that's when that asshole got him and I called 911.
It was terrible, just terrible" Alice said tearfully.
Sam felt the room spinning as he took in everything that he had just been told.
He must have had a momentary brain freeze because when he looked at Alice again, she was holding a huge bouquet of flowers and a bag laden with assorted bath bombs.
"This is what Dean had bought, Sam. I picked them up after the attack and brought them back into the store.
Inside the bag is a full refund receipt. It's the least I can do and it helps to make me feel better in a small way. I want you to have them and can you please tell Dean that I hope he's going to be okay."
Sam took the flowers and bag and looked at them and then at Alice.
Walking behind the counter, he gave the dear girl a big hug and thanked her again for helping Dean and for being the special person that she was.
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Sam could feel his heart racing.
Things were starting to verge on the over-whelming.
It had been a few days since the attack.
Dean had been adamant about things staying normal. Except, they were anything but.
Johnny was still away with Linney, which was a blessing.
Dean had been out once and that was to go and personally thank Alice for everything she had done.
Other than that, Dean was staying close to home. He was allowing Sam to help him, but only so far. Dean had closed off a part of himself.
Sam wanted to be there for and take care of Dean, no matter how much his guy protested that he was fine. They both knew he wasn't and that the attack had scared him badly.
Then, there was the wedding and everything that needed to be done in relation to it.
Sam made his decision as he walked to the administrator's office.
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A huge weight felt lifted off of Sam's shoulders as he exited the building a short time later and began to walk home in the light rain.
He had one goal and that was to get to Dean as soon as he could.
Sam was planning on holding Dean and telling him how much he loved him and do his best to erase the frown lines that seemed to be taking up permanent residency on Dean's face.
Seeing their house in the distance brought a smile to Sam's face.
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Dean was in the bathroom with the water running and didn't hear Sammy come into the house.
"Hey" Sam voiced softly, as he called out, causing Dean to startle so badly, that the glass he was holding dropped and shattered in the sink.
"Damn it" Dean exhaled as he turned off the water and looked at Sam. "You scared the hell out of me. What are you doing home?" Sam was taken aback by the directness of Dean's tone.
"Wanted to spend time with you."
"Oh. Well, I have to go and do some things, but I'll be back later" Dean mumbled, using this as an excuse, as he slipped past Sam.
"Take me with you."
"Sam"
"Seriously, Dean, I want to come with you. I've got the time now. I've transferred my courses to the next session. I want to be with you" and before Dean could argue any further, Sam was out the door, down the stairs and waiting inside the Impala.
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The look Dean had cast Sam when he got in the car had been unreadable, but he hadn't protested any further and they had been driving for a little over an hour now.
Sam had moved closer to Dean and placed his hand on the side of Dean's leg. Nothing was said, but there was a shared comfort in that touch which was sorely needed.
The rain continued on, sweeping over the Impala in tiny waves of water, as they found themselves on a dirt road, which didn't appear to be used much.
Pulling the car over to the side and turning off the ignition, Dean looked at Sam.
"I've really got to take a leak. I'll be right back."
Sam watched Dean through the rain splattered windows as he moved into the thick cover of the trees.
Finding a suitable location, Dean did what he had to do. As he pulled up his fly, he noticed a small mound lying on the ground a little to his left.
Walking over and taking a closer look, hit Dean on every emotional and physical level of his being. It was the body of a small dog, long since dead, his collar still around his neck. Bending down Dean looked for the name. It was Clancy.
"What happened to you, fella?" Dean choked.
Collapsing onto the muddy ground he sat close to the little dog's body. "What happened buddy that you ended up out here?"
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It was taking Dean longer than Sam thought it should have. Something was up, Sam thought to himself as he climbed out of the Impala and went searching for Dean.
He heard Dean's soft cries above the falling rain and followed them until he found Dean, on his hands and knees frantically scooping earth to one side.
"DEAN!"
"Help me! Please Sammy. Clancy needs to be buried. He shouldn't be left out in the open like this" Dean explained in a broken voice.
Sam searched Dean's raised face before casting his eyes over the ground and viewing the little lifeless body.
"How did he get here, Sammy? Who would do this? Did he get abandoned or did he get lost?" Dean rambled on as he returned to digging.
Sam knelt down beside him and began to dig. It wasn't long before they had a hole deep enough.
Lifting the little furball up, Dean placed it in the grave and between the two of them, Sam and Dean buried the little guy.
"C'mon, Dean" Sam urged gently as he stood up and held out his hand.
Rising slowly to his feet, Dean slipped his hand into Sam's and followed Sam back to the car.
Dean was in no condition to drive, so after getting Dean settled in the passenger seat, Sam took over the driving. He had no intention of taking them home. He was going to find them a place to spend the night and take care of his baby.
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"This place looks nice" Sam commented as he steered the Impala into the parking lot of the well maintained motel and parked.
"Hey" Sam soothed as he leaned over and kissed a trembling Dean. "I'll go register us and be back as fast as I can."
Sam was already wet enough from earlier, so the dash he made into the motel office wasn't because of the rain, but more that he didn't want to be away from Dean too long.
The delicious smell of roast beef hit Sam as soon as he walked in the door, reminding him that neither Dean nor he had eaten. It was funny how things go, despite all the upset and worry and concern, Sam realized he was extra hungry.
"Can I help you young man?" the older gentleman called out from behind the reception desk.
"I was hoping you would have a room available."
"You're in luck, we do and it even has a wood burning fireplace" the gentleman responded cheerfully as he watched Sam glancing over at the nearly empty food station.
"We finished offering our famous roast beef sandwiches about an hour ago, but I'm sure we can find something for you. Is there anyone with you that may be hungry too?"
Sam smiled and nodded.
"Ella" the man called out. "Can you fix up two plates for take-out please?"
"You bet" came the happy reply.
Sam handed over his debit card to pay for the room and watched as the transaction was put through.
Looking down at the receipt, as he went to sign it, Sam frowned.
"You didn't charge for the meals."
"They're on the house, son, along with these" the kind man explained, as he handed Sam two cokes, his debit card and room key.
"Thank you, sweetheart" the man said as he took the bag of food from a lady that Sam was sure must be his wife.
"This is so nice of you. Thank you very much" Sam beamed as he gathered everything into the bag.
"You're most welcome, young fella. My name's Luther if you need anything and as you may have gathered, this is my darling wife, Ella. Enjoy your stay."
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Sam placed the food on the front seat beside Dean as he climbed into the car.
The room was at the end of the motel and they appeared to be the only guests in that section.
After getting Dean inside and locking the door behind them, Sam turned on the light and placed the food on the small table.
Clasping Dean's hand he led him to the bathroom and turned on the shower, rinsing his hands under the stream. After adjusting the water temperature, he helped Dean out of his wet clothes.
"I'm here, Dean" Sam reassured as Dean climbed into the shower and pulled the curtain closed.
Grabbing two of the extra large towels, Sam removed his own wet clothes, dried himself off and wrapped one of the towels around his waist.
He got the fire going in no time and then set out the food and waited with the extra towel for Dean to finish.
Sam was making sure to take extra good care of his guy in every way he could.
Hearing the water shut off, Sam walked into the bathroom and watched as Dean exited the tub.
Reaching out and wrapping the towel around Dean's shoulders, Sam slowly dried him off, using tender and gentle strokes.
"Food's ready" Sam said as he secured the towel around Dean's waist.
"I'm not hungry, Sammy."
"Can you at least try to have a few bites, for me. Please Dean."
Dean looked up into the face of the man he so loved and nodded.
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Sam made sure to keep some form of physical contact with Dean during their meal. Sam needed this as much as Dean did. A quiet reassurance of a genuine love that wasn't going to disappear because of a violent act.
"That was good" Dean remarked as he finished the last bite of half of his sandwich and took a long sip of his coke. It wasn't a lot, but it was more than Dean had eaten since the attack and Sam took comfort in this positive step.
"It sure was" Sam agreed. There wasn't a trace of anything left on his plate. The whole sandwich with the delicious horseradish dressing was outstanding. Between being with Dean, the warm fire and the good food, he was more than ready to hit the sack.
"I'm ready for bed. What about you?"
Dean nodded as he stood up and waited for Sam.
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The fire cast a soothing glow over the room as they laid naked under the multitude of quilts and blankets.
Dean was lying closer to the edge than he was to Sam.
"Come closer?"
The invitation hung and swirled in the air. Sam waited as Dean decided.
"Sam?"
"Just want to hold you, that's all, babe."
Sam sent up a silent prayer as he felt Dean shift closer to him.
Ever so gently, Sam was wrapping his arms around Dean, cuddling him close and rocking him, while kissing his forehead.
It took a while for Dean to lose the tension in his body, but between Sam holding and kissing him, the protective weight of the bedding and the soft cast-off from the fire it all began to slip away.
Turning within Sam's embrace, Dean stared intently at Sam.
"I didn't know what to do after the attack, Sammy. I was so scared" Dean coughed and gulped before the quiet tears started.
The floodgates had opened, the horses were out of their stalls, there was no turning back now.
Pulling Dean as tight as possible to him, Sam held on to the precious life in his arms. The healing was happening, the fears were being released, the nightmare of it all finally being acknowledged.
"Just keep holding me" Dean moaned.
"Got you. Never going to let you go. You're safe now, babe" Sam soothed as he rubbed lightly at the injured area of Dean's shoulder. "We'll get through this together, minute by minute, for as long as it takes."
"They might never catch him" Dean breathed.
"They might not, but Dean, this was in no way your fault. It was a terrible case of two lives passing in a moment of time, with profound results.
It can't be undone, as much as I wish it could be, but please, please, please, don't let it steal away the wonderful person that you are."
"K'ay?"
"K'ay."
Dean was trembling, his heartbeat thundering between them.
"Love me" he whispered as he placed his hand over Sam's and gently guided it lower.
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Gentle fingers rubbed and re-assured, stroked and grasped until Dean stilled and clenched and came, panting into Sam's mouth, damp breath tingling.
Sam kissed him open mouthed and deeply as he felt his own release rush up and claim him, Dean's hand still down there, absorbing Sam's needy thrusts.
Hot fluid leaked between them as they wound themselves tighter together, sweat soaked and sated.
Sam slid down lower in the bed and encouraged Dean to suckle the area of his neck that brought Dean comfort.
It was with this loving gesture that both guys fell into a more restful sleep than they'd had recently.
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"Babe, I think we have enough here to feed an army" Dean chuckled as he looked at the array of food that the three of them had finished making and popped a piece of flower shaped fudge into his mouth.
Dean's laughter was music to Sam's ears. It was genuine and real and while the attack would always be a part of them and of Dean, he was returning to his old self and they had both decided to turn something so evil into something more positive and had signed up to assist with calls received through their local gay tele-help centre.
"I don't want'a cut another star sandwich. My hand hurts" Johnny declared as he placed the cookie cutter in the soapy watered sink for washing and following Dean's lead, popped a piece of fudge into his mouth too.
Shaking the tin of almost empty whipped cream in his hand, Dean made the rounds between Sam, Johnny and himself, expertly spraying it directly in, without any leaks, before tossing it into the blue recyclable bin, residing beside the green one. Three whipped cream filled smiles greeted each other before swallowing and laughing. It was an art form, no question about it, as well as being lots of fun.
"Hey, I can't have my Best Man injured. Tomorrow's the big day. Why don't you and I go and grab some grub and bring it back. It'll be just the three of us and we can have our own rehersal dinner in the fort we made earlier. We can move the chairs and tv tables around and we can all sit under the blanket and I'll break-out the guitar and we can have a sing-a-long" Dean suggested as he rubbed Johnny's shoulders.
"Hee-haw" Johnny yelled as he ran out the door.
"Just leave everything, Sammy. I'll do it when I get back" Dean whispered as he licked the inside of Sam's ear, causing Sam's body to melt against him.
"This time tomorrow, we'll be married" Sam whispered joyfully.
They kissed for a few minutes until the car horn sounded and they broke off in laughter.
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The BIG day dawned brightly.
Dean was up extra early and got some of the things set-up and squared away outside before Sam had even opened his eyes.
The wedding was a morning one and the day promised to be outstanding.
Dean and Johnny were going to be changing at Linney's, giving Sam the place to himself when the time came.
After making an early morning coffee run and parking the car on Linney's side, Dean kneeled on the bed and woke Sam up with tender strokes and gentle kisses.
Slowly coming awake under Dean's hands and lips, Sam's eyes flickered open and he cracked a smile at Dean.
Stroking his thumb over the dimples he adored, Dean smiled back.
A lifetime of these moments were waiting patiently for them.
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Johnny was now over at Linney's, guarding the rings and getting dressed for the wedding. He had woken up with boundless energy and lots of excitement. He was going to be staying with Linney while Sam and Dean were on their honeymoon.
Dean and Johnny had worked side-by-side before he had gone over, setting up the remaining items, under Sam's direction.
Everything was ready to go.
Dean had just returned from making another trip over to Linney's and was enjoying watching Sam bend over as he ran the bath water.
Turning, Sam smiled as walked over and wrapped himself around Dean. "Thanks for the coffee, babe" Sam purred.
"You're killing me, Sammy" Dean groaned, as he felt the not too subtle invitation.
"I know" Sam agreed good-naturedly as he wiggled against Dean one final time.
"I'll be seeing you real soon" Dean whispered as he kissed Sam and left and then came back for one more kiss and then left again.
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Sam smiled at himself in the mirror. It was his wedding day and he was marrying the man of his dreams.
He'd finished packing his going away bag when Dean wasn't around, as he wanted to surprise his new husband on their wedding night. Peaches had come through with everything she had promised.
That bag, along with Dean's, now resided in the trunk of the Impala, awaiting the start of their honeymoon.
For the wedding, he had decided to go with a white shirt and black dress pants. The underwear he was wearing though was made of a soft fabric and had tiny bows where the material joined together and matched the garter on his thigh. His short nails were painted a muted liliac and he had applied just the faintest traces of eyeliner.
The bath had been luscious and the smell of vanilla and cinnamon was both soothing and welcoming.
Fastening the small peony bud to his shirt completed Sam's attire.
He was so ready.
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Dean missed the smiled exchange between Johnny and Linney as Linney came in from outside, looking beautiful in an orange coloured ensemble, her mission successfully accomplished.
"There you go, handsome boy" Dean enthused as he finished pinning the boutonniere to Johnny's purple shirt, which matched his hair perfectly.
Rubbing at Johnny's shoulders Dean smiled at him before giving him a big hug.
"Love you, Daddy."
"I love you too, very, very much" Dean whispered.
"Well buddy, it's time. You ready to go and help Linney greet the guests?"
"I sure am, Dad" Johnny exclaimed as he picked up a purple enrobed Mr. Munchkin and followed Linney out the door.
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The green in Dean's eyes matched his moss and sage coloured green shirt and set his freckles on display. He smoothed his sweaty hands over his new dark brown pants, before pinning his boutonniere on.
Dean's heart was beating quickly as he heard the guests arrive and being greeted by Linney and Johnny.
Looking out the window as unobtrusively as possible, Dean wondered what Sam was thinking and doing at this moment.
Glancing over at their home, Dean felt his heart flutter as he caught a glimpse of Sam peeking out the window.
Their eyes met and the exchanged smiles could have lit up the universe with their brilliance.
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Dean was greeted with warm welcomes and hugs when he appeared.
He watched as Johnny opened their back door, a bouquet of peonies, wild white carnations, liliacs and lilies of the valley in his hand and offered them up to a hidden Sam. His eyes misted over as he watched loving hands accept the bouquet and then gently tug Johnny up the stairs and behind the door for what Dean was sure was a hug.
Once Johnny took his place beside Dean and the Minister asked everyone to stand, it wasn't long before an ethereal looking Sam was standing on the edge of the grass and making his way through a sea of well wishes and hugs, to Dean.
Handing the bouquet to Johnny, Sam then took Dean's outstretched hand.
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"It is my great pleasure to welcome everyone here on this fine morning to witness the marriage of Dean and Sam, as two hearts and two souls become one" the Minister said happily. She had a lovely lilt to her voice, which swirled merrily amongst the small gathering.
Dean gently rubbed his thumb up the side of Sam's hand as the Minister continued on.
"Both Sam and Dean have expressed their wishes to say something, so I will now turn to them and ask them to continue."
Dean looked at Sam and was sure he was going to lose it before he got the words out. One squeeze from Sam was all it took to steady him.
"Sam, when we found each other and you and Johnny came into my life" Dean smiled as he looked back at Johnny before continuing on.
"You made me the happiest guy in the world. You complete me, babe. You're everything and more than I had ever dreamed of and I think the group Chicago put it best with their song You're the Inspiration.
You should know, everywhere I go
You're always on my mind,
In my heart
In my soul
You're the meaning in my life
You're the inspiration
You're it, Sammy and I promise to love and honour and respect you with every ounce of my being.
I am completely and totally and forever in love with you." Dean finished and reached up to wipe away the tears falling from Sam.
Smiling at Dean, Sam cleared his throat, reached into his back pocket and began.
"As many of you know, Johnny's and my Mom and Dad died in a car accident. We don't have many things from our childhood, but thanks to Mrs. Vitteria, who managed to save our Mom's purse and its contents" Sam paused as he smiled at Mrs. Vitteria "we do have some of the most precious ones.
Our Mom wrote Johnny and me a letter, which I would like to read now."
"My dear precious sons,
I wanted to thank you both for the wonderful and special and loving children that you are.
Daddy and I love you and wish and want everything wonderful for each of you as you grow up to be who you are meant to be.
Loving you both with all my heart,
Mommy
xoxo"
"Mom wrote this when I was about twelve and Johnny was about eight" Sam explained as he re-folded the letter and placed it back in his pocket, before taking Dean's hands.
"You did it Dean, you fulfilled Mom's wish for Johnny and me, by coming into our lives. We love you both so, so much and I promise with everything that I am, that I will always take care of you and love you and be the best husband ever" Sam cried as he threw himself into Dean's arms and held on tight.
Johnny wrapped his arms around his two favourite people which triggered a landslide of emotion.
Handkerchiefs and kleenex were whipped out and used and a moment was taken to fully appreciate how life had brought everyone together on this sunny morning, before the teary-eyed Minister resumed the ceremony.
"Sam...Dean...you have pledged your love and commitment to each other. I would ask now for you to place your rings on each other."
Sam and Dean turned to Johnny for the rings. Patting his shirt pocket and his pants pocket, Johnny looked nervously at both men. "I don't know where they are. I think I lost them."
Waiting barely a heartbeat, Johnny then grinned widely. "Just joking" he laughed as he handed one ring to a relieved looking Sam and one ring to Dean, who ruffled his hair.
"Dean...Sam...please place the rings on each other.
Through the power and divine love present here today, and as witnesses to the joining of these two people, it is my pleasure to bless this union of marriage.
Congratulations, Mr. and Mr. Winchester. I believe kisses are in order" the Minister announced as the guests clapped.
Dean kissed Sam's ring finger and then clasped his new husband's face for their first married kiss.
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Pictures were being snapped, the cookie cutter sandwiches, pickle and cheese trays and drinks were being enjoyed, as was the flowered shaped fudge.
Warm conversations and happy exchanges were taking place under the sunny skies.
Jewels of time were being accumulated and strung together.
Johnny's face was covered in icing from the piece of wedding cake he had. It was a really good one and everyone had clicked their cameras when Sam and Dean had made their secret wish and cut their cake.
There was the traditional exchange of slices amongst the two of them, through linked arms and fond smiles, followed up with cherry lemonade in fluted glasses.
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The cherished times continued as Dean walked over to his husband and took his hand. Leading a shy Sam onto the pavement and wrapping his arms around him, Dean cued Johnny to start their wedding song.
Natalie Cole's This Will Be began to fill the air, as the newly married couple smiled and danced to their first wedded song together, as husband and husband.
"Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh,
Oh, oh,
Ooh, oh, oh, yeh
Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm
This will be an everlasting love
This will be the one I've waited for
This will be the first time anyone has loved me
Oh, oh, oh
I'm so glad you found me in time
And I'm so glad that you've rectified my mind
This will be an everlasting love on me
Oh, oh
Loving you is some kind of wonderful
Because you show me just how much you care
You've given me the thrill of a lifetime
And made me believe you've got more thrills to spare, oh
This will be an everlasting love, oh yes it will now
You've brought a lot of sunshine into my life
You've filled me with happiness I never knew
You gave me more joy than I ever dreamed of
And no one, no one can take the place of you, ooh
This will be, you and me, yes-sir-ee, eternally
Hugging and squeezing and kissing and pleasing
Together, forever, through rain or whatever
Yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, you and me
So long as I'm living, true love I'll be giving
To you I'll be serving cuz you're so deserving
Hey, you're so deserving, you're so deserving
Yeh, yeh, yeh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Love, love, love, love, love, love
From now on, from now on, yeh"
A surprise dip at the end by Dean delighted a radiant Sam, who took the opportunity to kiss his husband.
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As the time drew closer for their honeymoon departure, Sam was standing on a chair, with his back to the guests. Dean was positioned beside him on the ground, diligently making sure Sammy didn't fall.
"Everybody ready?"
This was going to be a gender equality throw, both men and women were vying for the bouquet.
"One, two, three" Sam called out as he tossed it up and over his head.
Peaches caught it in her sequined gloved hands, which matched her aquamarine sequined outfit, shoes and hat, and let out a squeal of obvious excitement.
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Little bags of dried flower petals, some of which were from previous bouquets that Dean had given to Sam, mixed with birdfeed, were handed out by Linney to each of the guests, as Dean and Sam said goodbye to Johnny inside. It was an environmentally friendly version of confetti throwing.
"You were the greatest Best Man ever" Sam and Dean said affectionately as they hugged Johnny. "And you are also going to get tickle tortured when we get home, for the joke you pulled about the rings."
"I knew you'd get scared and then laugh" Johnny giggled.
"We'll see you when we get back and we love you so much" Sam said as he kissed his little brother, followed up by a kiss from Dean.
"I love you too Sammy and Daddy" Johnny said affectionately, hugging them tightly.
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Linney handed the remaining back to Johnny as Dean and Sam came out of the house and stood on the stairs, with their arms around each other.
"We wanted to thank you all so much for helping make today the best day of our lives" Dean said. "We sure love you all" Sam exclaimed as they proceeded to walk down the stairs and hug their guests and hand out the ribboned wrapped wedding thank yous.
Amid a shower of flower petals and birdfeed, they walked hand-in-hand to the Impala, where Dean opened the door for Sam, before getting in the car himself.
Turning on the ignition, Dean revved the engine slightly before waving and pulling out of the driveway, only to stop abruptly a few feet away and jumping out to check the noise.
Johnny could hardly wait to tell Barry about the look on his Daddy's face when he saw the tin cans and the Just Married sign on the back of the Impala. He had never seen anyone turn from white to green and back to white again. It was so cool.
Sam was laughing as hard as their guests as he looked over at his new husband's face.
Dean joined in the laughter as he climbed back in the car and tooted the horn as waves were exchanged. The newly married couple drove off to their honeymoon with a Just Married sign and tin cans bouncing merrily down the road behind them.
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It had been a long enough drive and people had acknowledged their new life status with beeps of their car horns and friendly shouts.
"Now I know why Linney asked me to save some of the petals from the flowers you gave me" Sam smiled as he shook his head and released some caught birdfeed and petals.
"Love you, babe" Dean murmured as he reached over and took Sam's hand.
Sam had fallen asleep on their way to the cabin, all the excitement and the wedding night anticipation having caught up with him.
Dean pulled in when he saw the small sign, parked in front of the cabin and turned off the car. Sam was still sound asleep.
Quietly climbing out, Dean popped the trunk and removed their bags before proceeding to the cabin.
Unlocking the door and bringing their things inside, Dean looked around with pleasure.
Linney and Johnny had done an outstanding job.
Everything was contained within the main floor. There was a small bathroom off to the side.
The large bed looked very inviting with double pillows on each side, heavy blankets and a beautiful quilt covering it.
There was a small note on the bed. Dean walked over, picked it up and read it.
"This quilt was handmade with lots of love. I hope you both enjoy it as your life together unfolds with all your dreams and cherished wishes coming true. The design on the quilt is called The Wedding Bands. Lots of love, Linney."
Dean looked extra carefully at the gift of love and smiled.
Raising his eyes to clear away the tears, he saw hanging from the little window above the bed a beautiful crystal and that too had a note on it.
"Hi Sammy, Hi Daddy. Happy Wedding. Daddy, I know you like these. I bought it with my birthday money, all by myself. I love you. Johnny."
This time the tears did fall.
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Opening the passenger side door very slowly, Dean squatted beside the car. "Wake up Mr. Winchester, we're here" the other Mr. Winchester whispered as he took Sam's hand and kissed it.
Sam was adorable as he slowly woke up beneath Dean's kisses.
Smiling shyly down at his new husband, Sam blushed. Here they were, a married couple, on their honeymoon.
Dean loved it when Sam blushed and it just added to the joy of the day.
Swinging his legs out of the car and between Dean's, Sam bent down and kissed Dean with tenderness.
They kissed for many moments, before Sam stood up and was swept into Dean's arms.
"Dean, your shoulder."
"It's fine, Sammy, no worries."
Enjoying Sam's delighted laugh, Dean hipped the door closed and walked to the cabin where he carried Sam over the threshold, kicking the door closed behind them and placed his husband on the bed.
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Shyness and love were welcome guests in the cabin.
They were taking things slow and as they unpacked their things, Sam had kept hidden his attire for their first married night together.
Dean had opened the wine that was in the fully stocked fridge and they were having that along with some gourmet aged white cheddar cheese and rosemary crackers, while sitting on the bed.
"What Johnny and Linney did for us, oh my God, Dean, it's all so beautiful" Sam commented as he ran his hands over the quilt and looked up at the window.
"The wedding was so perfect and everyone seemed to have a good time."
"It's been the best, Sammy" Dean agreed as he snagged Sam around the neck and drew him close.
"You're so beautiful" Dean hummed as he nuzzled the nape of Sam's neck, rolling them so that Sam was pressed beneath him on the bed.
The late afternoon sun filtered through Johnny's gift, casting rainbows throughout the room and over the two bodies on the bed, before darkness began to replace it.
Dean was making slow and gentle love to the tender soul beneath him.
Kneeling on the bed, Dean undid Sam's pants and tugged them gently off. Looking down, he took in the special undergarments and garter. Reaching out and lightly fingering the garter, Dean looked at a flushed Sam and smiled.
"These are really pretty, babe and I believe that tradition dictates, that I should be taking the garter off with my teeth" Dean exclaimed as he bent to the task, only to be stopped by Sam.
"Dean...babe...I just want to freshen up a bit first" Sam whispered as he put his arms around Dean and pulled him in for a kiss.
Sensing how important this was to Sam, Dean reluctantly watched him climb off the bed.
"Do you think I should too?" Dean called after Sam, his brow puckered.
Returning to the bed, Sam rubbed away the frown on Dean's face and then provided him with an earth shattering smile. "No! You are perfect just the way you are. You know how much I adore your scent."
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While Sam was busy doing whatever it was he was doing, Dean put the time to good use.
Stripping down to just his unbuttoned shirt, Dean then took the Veuve Clicquot Ponsardin Brut Champagne out of the fridge, that he had placed there earlier and along with two glasses, put them on the bedside table.
He then lit the fire that Linney and Johnny had been kind enough to get ready in the fireplace and watched it for a moment as it flamed and sparked in the hearth, before lighting the cinnamon and patchouli scented candles.
It was this romantic setting that Sam walked into. He stood there, nervous and waiting for Dean to turn around.
Biting his lower lip, Sam watched Dean as he turned around and promptly collapsed onto the bed.
"DEAN!" Sam cried out in alarm as he moved quickly over to his husband's side and stroked his face.
"Didn't Peaches want me to drop dead with the sight of you on our wedding night?" Dean joked as he opened his eyes and sat up.
"That's not funny" Sam said, trying hard not to smile.
Dean edged himself to the side of the bed and placed his legs on both sides of a still standing Sam.
Sam fit perfectly within the confines of those wonderful bow legs that belonged to the hottest man on the planet.
"You look so beautiful, sweetheart" Dean breathed as he touched the ribboned clasps running up the sides of the chemise that Sam was wearing, which matched the garter and the undergarment.
Truthfully, Dean hadn't known what to expect and it was a wonderful surprise that greeted him. He loved Sam with every ounce of his being and clearly, Sam and Peaches had worked this special outfit together with his tastes in mind.
He had told Sam that he loved ribbons and soft fabrics and that was what was now before him.
"You like it?" Sam asked nervously.
Dean stood up at this point and turned them around, before laying Sam down on the bed.
Removing his shirt, Dean stood there naked and aroused and in love.
"I love it, Sammy" Dean murmured with genuine appreciation before climbing onto the bed.
Reaching over and opening the wrap on the champagne bottle, Dean then popped the cork, as they smiled excitedly at each other, and poured one glass full.
Taking a sip and holding it in his mouth, Dean bent down first and let a few drops pool in Sam's belly button, which luckily, was an innie, just like Dean's, before sharing it with Sam, through a kiss, as his hands began to roam.
Sliding down the bed, Dean licked and lapped over Sam's bellybutton, spreading the liquid liberally over sensitized flesh, before angling down and grasping the garter with his teeth, slowly dragging it down the long legs that he adored.
Returning to Sam's chest area, Dean slowly undid the clasps so that Sam's nipples were revealed, already tight and hardened from his increasing arousal.
Sucking and licking the two sensitive areas, Dean kept at it until he had Sam panting and arching beneath his touch.
Dean could feel himself swollen and hard, pre-cum leaking in little pearls as he rubbed himself against the side of Sam.
Slipping his hand down Sam's belly, Dean ran his hand firmly over the ever increasing bulge beneath the expanding fabric.
Sobbing and frantic Sam thrust up into Dean's motions, as he gripped Dean's head tighter to one of his aching nipples.
Keeping up the pace, Dean rubbed and rubbed until Sam came in wild bucking thrusts, semen seeping through his panties and soaking Dean's hand.
It was so fucking hot for both of them.
"God...Dean...I need you inside me" Sam grunted as he spread his legs wide and reached down to touch himself through the aftershocks, as Dean positioned himself between Sam's legs.
Sam lifted his butt so Dean could slide off his panties.
Smearing himself with his own pre-cum and Sam's semen, Dean looked at Sam, who nodded. Sam knew he was slick enough already, without any lube, to take Dean fully in.
Turning onto his stomach, Sam felt the urgency with which Dean spread his cheeks. But, his husband, despite Sam's whimperings to the contrary, took the time to spread him slowly and carefully, and raise one of Sam's legs to the side, before mounting and entering him.
"C'mon baby, c'mon. You're there. Come for me" Sam encouraged as Dean thrust and grunted and groaned against him, setting a rhythm that became more excited as Dean jerked and came deep within him. "Awww...Sammy" Dean shuddered as he fell against Sam's back, with waves of bliss.
Climbing off Sam, Dean turned him over and looked at him. "That was fucking awesome."
"In total agreement" Sam sighed happily as Dean rolled him into his arms.
"You dressing like that and us being married, might be the death of me yet. Whew! That was so hot. Have we ever come like that before?"
"Don't think so, babe" Sam smiled blissfully as he reached down and gently cupped Dean's still throbbing penis.
"Sam, what are you doing?"
"Making sure little DW is well taken care of. He's going to be very busy tonight."
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Their wedding night was everything both of them had ever dreamed of and the honeymoon itself was everything magical.
Dean played his guitar and sang to Sam, or sometimes, as Dean played, they would sing to each other. They sure both equally enjoyed this time.
They took long walks holding hands and learned things about each other. Sam learned that Dean loved to listen to baseball games on the radio, while eating unbaked cookie dough and Dean learned that Sam had a thing for chocolate covered expresso bean bark.
One day they drove into town and purchased thank you gifts for Johnny as Best Man, Linney for everything she had done and was doing, Peaches for providing some magical times and Alice, for helping Dean.
The three shawls were soft and beautiful and colourful and Johnny's kaleidoscope was vibrant and fun, with inlaid action heroes, including his beloved Superman, over the mosaic reflections. To top it off, the cover was in purple. It was the ideal gift.
Numerous hours were spent cuddling, snuggling and huggling together and their lovemaking was full of tenderness and further exploration, done sometimes on a soft patch of earth near the water, but mainly on their bed, which Dean had taken to sprinkling with flower petals, freshly picked and covered with the morning dew.
It was a very special time together.
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Things had settled into a wonderful rhythm at home.
Johnny felt all warm and happy when he watched his Dad looking down at his wedding ring and then he would see Sammy doing the same with his.
The thank you notes for the heartfelt wedding presents had all been written and mailed, along with a keepsake photo of the newly married couple.
The cherished wedding quilt from Linney now rested on their bed and the beautiful crystal from Johnny resided in the sun porch window, for all to enjoy.
Mr. De Lucca's, Rocco's and the boys', the restaurant staffs' and customers' combined present was so much appreciated. A year's worth of a meal a week delivered to the Winchester household was so welcomed. Topped off with the weekly delivery to the shelter, it made the wedding gift extra special.
Mrs. Vittera's wonderful wedding picture frame had a place of honour in their house and Sam was working on the memory scrap book, filling in the moments of his and Dean's relationship and their life together with Johnny.
The little flower petals that Linney had kept were delicately glued in the book as were the growing collection of pictures.
Alice, who they had invited to the wedding, after the terrible incident, had gifted them with a wonderful assortment of flowers and bath bombs.
As for Peaches, she was one in a million. Who else would come up with game sheets? Part of her wedding present for the guys was a complete set of the game Twister bed linens, complete with playing instructions.
Then came a basket of every fun item of an adult nature known to man. It was all done up in a beautiful hand woven basket and tied with a rainbow ribbon.
Enclosed within all the toys and lubes and oils, was an envelope. There was a gift certificate for the restaurant that they had so enjoyed on their proposal night, and Wayne would be personally serving them again, a cheque made out to the two of them with a little post-it that read "guilt free money – have fun" and a donation card indicating that a donation had been made to the shelter in honour of their wedding.
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After Dean placed the potato salad on the picnic table, he slipped in behind Sam and wrapped his arms around his husband.
"It doesn't get any better than this" Sam signed contentedly as he linked their hands together, thoroughly enjoying the feel of their wedding rings rubbing together.
"CLANCY AND ME ARE STARVING!!!" Johnny exclaimed as he ran up and threw himself on top of Sam and Dean, hugging and cuddling in and laughing as the newest addition to the family, a tiny multi-coloured rescued dog of mixed breeding, which they had taken in from a shelter for homeless animals, named in honour of the little one that hadn't made it, joined in the fun.
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"Thank you for a great day, Dad and Sammy. Those barbequed hamburgers and potato salad were the best ever and Clancy loved them too. He told me" Johnny said as he drifted off to sleep, as the three of them all patted Clancy.
The cherished night time routine now included giving Clancy a kiss goodnight too, in addition to Mr. Munchkin and Johnny.
"Sweet dreams" Dean whispered as he followed Sam out of the room and closed the door.
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The newly married couple were cuddled up and kissing together on the overstuffed couch in the sun porch, with the twinkle lights and candles softly illuminating them. Johnny's wedding gift hanging proudly from one of the glass panes.
It was a cozy haven underneath the blankets.
"Love you" Sam hummed against Dean's swollen and well kissed lips.
"Love you back" Dean returned, his voice soft, as he pulled away slightly and smiled at Sam, stroking his hair and petting him.
"Would you like to do anything special for our date night on Friday?" Dean asked.
Sam chuckled in delight. "You better save your strength, big boy, and make sure you eat all your Wheaties for breakfast on Friday, because I have a few plans for us that involve wrapping the cock ring around you, me wearing my kick-ass thigh high white boots, a certain metallic blue outfit that I didn't have a chance to wear on our honeymoon and that I've been saving for a special occasion and the Twister game sheets that Peaches gave to us. And of course, the wedding garter that we have invented so many fun games with."
Dean moved so quickly, that Sam wasn't sure how he ended up straddled on Dean's lap with Dean's arms locked around him.
"You're killing me, Sammy" Dean groaned as he reached up and slowly nibbled at the underside of Sam's jaw. "Any advance previews?"
"I think that could be arranged, stud" Sam sighed blissfully, as he wiggled a few times, before climbing off Dean's lap.
"Tease" Dean laughed as he joined his hand with Sam's and pulled him back down, holding Sam in the cradle of his arms.
The teasing and playfulness were set aside for a few moments as Dean and Sam looked at each other with all the love and adoration they were feeling.
They had found their treasure.
The end.