Alex stands up from the floor clutching his nose. Dean glares at him and Alex fixes his gaze on you.

"Y/N, you will regret this." He turns to Dean. "But you'll regret it more." He grabs your arm before Dean smacks down on his.

"Keep your filthy hands off her!" Dean snarls. Alex just shakes Dran off and storms out of the room. Dean whirls you in front of him. His green eyes are wide with alarm.

"Are you hurt?" He asks.

"No, I'm fine." You reply, a little shaky. Dean leads you down the stairs and back to the party. After an hour of faking smiles and sipping on champagne, Dean takes your hand and announces that the party is over. You're relived, but Jessica makes it obvious she wants to stay. After a bunch of teary goodbyes, Jess locks you in a tight hug and whispers in your ear, "Please stay in touch. I've missed you."

"I've missed you too, Jess." You whisper back. Jess smiles and leaves in a limo with all your old friends. Sam and Becky take off and the old man you noticed earlier leaves as well. Dean had said his name was Bobby and that he was like a father to him and sam. At last, only your parents are there. Your mother smiles lightly but your father remains stony faced. He was angry that Sam walked you down the aisle instead, but he didn't expect your marriage to Dean to last. He's waiting for your "real" marriage. Hugging your parents, you promise to call them more often before they leave.

You turn around and see Dean smiling at you.

"Ready to go, Mrs. Winchester?" You grin happily and say "Oh hell yes." Dean suddenly sweeps you off your feet, princess style and carries you out to the Impala. You scream and giggle. Dean just laughs and holds you tighter. He sets you in the passenger seat before getting in the drivers seat. He fires up the engine and drives into Las Vegas. You made reservations for a night at the Bellagio. When Dean gives the valet the key to the Impala, he looks like he's just handed over his soul. His face is pained and his fists are clenched. You giggle and kiss his cheek.

"Your baby will be fine."

Dean grabs your hand and picks up both of your bags. After checking in and heading up to the room, you look out your window over the beautiful Las Vegas strip. So many lights and people... It's mesmerizing.

Dean comes up behind you and wraps you in his arms and kisses the back of your neck. You smile and turn to him. He gazes over your whole body in a way that makes you blush.

"You're so beautiful." Dean whispers.

"You're so handsome." You whisper back. Dean slides his hands down your back to your waist. You reach out and untie his tie. You rip it off along with his jacket. Fingers trembling, you undo the first three buttons on his shirt. Dean reaches behind you and unzips the zipper of your dress. It falls to the floor, leaving you in only your heels, bra and panties. This feels familiar, only you're not drunk this time. Blushing, you finish undoing the buttons and remove Dean's shirt. He undoes his belt and takes off his pants and shoes. You kick off your heels and Dean spins you around. You giggle and stumble backwards, falling onto the bed. Dean climbs on top of you and kisses you on the lips. You kiss him back as your hands roam over his back, his neck, his muscular arms. Dean nuzzles your neck and cheeks. "I love you so much."

The next morning, you wake up next to Dean, completely naked and sore, but in a good way. You smile to yourself, remembering last night. Your wedding dress and heels are in a heap on the floor and bits of Dean's tuxedo are everywhere. You close your eyes again and replay the ceremony in your head until you feel Dean stirring beside you. He opens his eyes and stares into yours.

"Hi." You say, kissing his nose.

"Hi, baby." He pulls you close to his body and snuggles. "How did you sleep?"

"Pretty well, considering." You grin. Dean smiles back.

"How about we tour Vegas today? Since you've never been here before yesterday." Dean suggests. You nod. Rising up out of bed, you head for the bathroom, and catch Dean checking you out as you go.

After spending a good hour in the bathroom, showering, doing makeup, and styling your hair, you come out dressed in shorts, a back tank top with a glittery design on the front and back and wedge black sandals. Your hair is done up in a half ponytail but it's all curled and your makeup is light and natural.

When you step out into the main bedroom, Dean is sitting on the bed, on his phone, his eyes wide.

"Ok. Ok. We'll be there ASAP." Dean hangs up he phone.

"Dean, what's wrong?" You ask.

"Bobby called. Something's been happening. A lot of hunters are going missing. He said its safest for us to hide you somewhere for a whole. Becky will be there too."

"Why don't we just fight whatever's killing off hunters?"

"Because you and Becky are new to this whole deal and I don't want you getting hurt."

"Wait, so you think I'm just going to sit holed up somewhere while you track this thing down? Hell no, Dean! Either I go with you, or you're staying with me!" You shout.

"Well, you're not hunting this thing!" He shouts back.

"Then I guess you're locked up with me!"

"Fine!"

"Fine!"

You and Dean silently pack your things and head out to the impala. Dean starts up the car and heads south.

"Where are we going?" You ask.

"Colorado. There's a bunker up by Steamboat Springs. It's underground, and Supernatural things can't get in. Only humans can get in and out. We'll be safe there." Dean says without taking his eyes off the road. You settle down for a nap. It's gonna be a long drive.