A/N Sorry I haven't updated much I've been sick and I've got prom soon so.. Yeah. Enjoy. Though there isn't much Destiel in this I must admit but next chapter I swear. Review and favorite!
Meg poured a glass of wine as Ruby placed a plate of food in front of Dean. "Wait until you see what's for dessert.. Death by chocolate." Meg said as she placed the cake in the middle of the table. "Is there any other way to go?" Ruby asked with a smile, Dean knew something was up. "And just when you thought it couldn't get any better..." Meg said as Ruby handed Dean a cigar. "Oh yeah.." Dean muttered before placing the cigar between his lips, letting Ruby light it. Dean took a few drags as Ruby and Meg sat on each side of the table. "Maybe there is more to life than sex. Fine food, fine wine, fine cigar." Dean joked, Meg and Ruby both smiling widely. "What do you want?" He finally said deadpanning. Meg laughed. "You're so cinical you can't appreciate some TLC?" She asked. "From lesbian Lucy and Ethel?" He asked rhetorically causing Ruby and Meg's smiles to drop. "Spill it." He said simply. "You know the award from the center?" Ruby started. "The one you never wanted anyway." Meg added. "What about it?" Dean mumbled around the cigar. "Turns out you don't have to accept it." Ruby said with a smile. "I don't?" Dean asked. "We explained to them that you didn't feel comfortable with public attention so they said all you have to say is "Thanks anyways but no thanks."" Meg explained, though it was a lie. "Isn't that great!? You don't have to prepare a speech or wear a tux...nothing." Ruby said with a smile. "That's great." Dean said causing the two women to smile. "Now what's the real reason?" He asked, once again wiping the smile of both of their faces. "Could it be they read Howard Belweather's bullshit and now they're afraid that if they honer me they'll ruin their image?" He asked, a smirk playing on his lips. Ruby sighed. "Guess what? I'm not doing them any favours." Dean said, laughing. "Come on, Dean. You never wanted the award in the first place we had to practically force it on you." Ruby said angrily. Dean to a drag of the cigar. "That was before I realized how much of an honer it would be." Dean said, unable to control his laughter. "I've even started to prepare a speech. Wanna hear it?" Dean asked. "Oh my god." Meg muttered, taking the dessert from the table as Ruby took away the plate of food. Dean cleared his throat. "Greetings!..And welcome all you... sexually challenged whatever the fuck you ares." Dean said, taking yet another drag of the cigar.
"WE ARE NOT GIVING DEAN WINCHESTER AN AWARD!" The same women that came into Ruby and Meg's house yelled, it echoed through the hall at the Lesbian Gay Center as she forgot to turn off the microphone. "How do you turn this fucking thing off." She muttered as she fiddled with the mic, giving up she took it off and handed it to the man (the same one that came to their house with her). "If Winchester insists on accepting the award we have no other choice than to refuse to give it to him." The man explained to Meg and Ruby. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Ruby said angrily. "Honey..." Meg muttered but Ruby continued. "If you take it away now you'll be in breech of promise and he'll take action." She said with a smirk. "What kind of action?!" The man said, his eyes wide. "Legal action." Ruby replied. "Are you suggesting he'd sue?!" The women asked. "Is this true?" The man asked Meg who nodded. "If he wanted to he could drag us to court..." She explained. "That could financially ruin us!" The man said looking even more distraught. "As your council my professional advice is to just give him the fuckin' award." Meg said to the two of them. The man sighed, "Well, You can congratulate Mr. Winchester on adding blackmail to his long list of accomplishments." He muttered, before he and the women walked away. "Breech of Promise where did that come from?" Meg asked quietly with a smirk. "Well, you fuck a lawyer you pick up a few things." Ruby replied also smirking.
Dean came up to the bar where Sam, Michael and Crowley where drinking. "Oh hey, just the man I've been looking for." Dean said with a smile, draping his arm over Sam's shoulder. "Wanna dance?" He asked. Sam looked down. "I don't feel like it." He muttered in response. "What's the matter?" Dean asked his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "You wouldn't understand!" Sam said angrily "And if you did you wouldn't care." He added. "Fine." Dean said before turning around and making his way to the dance floor. "The convention asshole! You were supposed to meet me!" Sam yelled back at Dean who stopped walking away, he turned around. "Is that all?" He asked, his eyebrow raised. Sam's eyes widened before he walked over to him. "Yeah that's all." Sam answered. "I'm sorry...I got tied up. Wait.. Actually he did." Dean said with a smirk. "You see I picked up this cop-" "I don't wanna hear it!" Sam yelled. "It doesn't matter." He muttered. "Come on, Sammy. It's a comic book convention!" Dean yelled back. "Right.. That's all it was." Sam said looking down. "A bunch of geeks wondering around searching for lost pieces of their childhood." He continued. "Pretty pathetic if you think about it. Only the reason for going wasn't to find a Green Latern from 1982. It was for us to be together! Like it used to be.. Before I ran off with Zach..." Sam explained. "Or...Or before Cas got hurt." He added looking down. Dean looked down as Sam left the club.
Castiel walked down the crowded street by himself, looking past the people in search for one person who was standing at the end of it all waiting for him. Castiel suddenly stopped and covered his face with his hands and taking deep breaths and Dean's eyebrows furrowed in worry. "Come on, Sonny boy." Dean muttered. Castiel took one more deep breath before he continued walking. As he got closer Dean opening his arms for Castiel who was now smiling as he wrapped his arms around Dean's neck. "I wasn't sure I could do it." He said honestly. "I was." Dean said with a reassuring smile, Castiel smiling back before Dean pressed a long kiss to Castiel's lips. "What was that for?" He asked as they broke apart. "You know how much I like sex in public." Dean joked with a smirk. "Then suck me off.. Right here. Right now." Castiel joked along. "Wow. You are recovering nicely." Dean muttered into his ear. "But one step at a time. First we walk back to my place, then I'll suck you off." He added. "I can do it myself." Castiel said proudly. "You can give yourself head?" He asked impressed. Castiel smiled, punching him playfully. "No, I can walk back without a chaperon." "Really?" Dean asked. "Mhmm." Castiel hummed. "You know I'm sick of you always following me around, don't you have friends your own age?" Castiel joked with a smirk. "Yeah but none of them adore me as much as you." Dean replied with a smile. "I can think of one that does." Castiel muttereed, referring to Sam. Castiel never wanted to get between their friendship, He liked Sam. Dean sighed. "Anyway.. You have a big important fundraiser to attend." Castiel reminded Dean who sighed again. "You're a hero..No matter what anyone says." He said before pressing one last long kiss to Dean's lips. "Later.." He said before walking off.
"Our next recipient's name became synonymous with courage when he intervened in a vicious gay bashing incident saving the young victims life." The man read out before moving to the side and letting the women speak. "He is a inspiration to us all. This years Outstanding Gay Hero award goes to Dean Winchester." The women said earning a round of claps from the audience especially the table of Ellen, Michael, Crowley, Garth, Bobby, Meg and Ruby. Unfortunately Dean was no where to be seen. "Is Dean with us tonight?" The man asked the audience. "I can't believe he didn't show.." Meg muttered. "He'd tell the crowd where to stick it." Bobby whispered. "And how high." Ellen added. "I think he got his message across.." Ruby said simply, a small smile playing on her lips.
"Wow, The Invincible Iron Man number 49.." Sam said picking up a comic book and examining it. "500 dollars?! What have you been smoking?" He asked rhetorically. Surprisingly Dean came up from behind him and snatched the comic book out of his hand. "Buy it." He said simply. Sam started walking and Dean followed. "Aren't you supposed to be somewhere winning some award for heroism?" He asked. "You want a hero? Buy a comic book." Dean said simply. "Why aren't you accepting your award?" Sam asked quietly. "Not that I give a shit." He added. "We had a date." Dean replied before a voice came from the speakers saying "Comic-con will be closing in 15 minutes." "You barely made it." Sam said sadly. "I meant what I said you didn't have to come. No demands, No exceptions, No Regrets." Sam explained. "Well as long as we're here we might as well have a good time." Dean said but earned to reply from Sam. "Hey." he said, Sam finally looking at him. "Let's get a picture." He said, pointing to a cardboard cut out of Captain Astro and his side-kick with the head cut out. "That's for kids." Sam said quietly. "Come oooon, Sammy." Dean whined. "It's stupid." Sam said, still pouting. "Well it wasn't stupid when we used to lock ourselves up in your room reading Captain Astro and Galaxy Lad wishing we were invincible like them...and pretending like no force could ever separate us, like them." Dean said lookin at Sam. "And swearing that we'd always be there for each other..Like them." He added. Sam smiled slightly. "You remember that?" He asked and Dean nodded. Sam's smile widened as he dragged Dean over to the cardboard cut out.