A/N: I really am not too sure how I feel about today's one, but I kinda like it. So I hope you like it too. :D

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Day 26 - Getting Married

Dean stood in front of the mirror, checking his suit once again. Smoothing out any imaginary wrinkles on his outfit, he wanted to make sure that that everything was perfect. "Knock, knock," he heard as someone opened the door, his younger brother's head entered the room. Sam moved so he was in the room, moving his hair out of his face, "You ready for this Dean?" Sam asked, his hand fixing the slightly crooked tie of his older brother.

"Sammy, when I am not ready for something?" Dean let out a shaky laugh and an uncertain smirk.

Sam gave him a look, "Dean, It's me. I know you better than this, so why don't you cut the bull? How are you, really? "

"Is he still there?" Dean finally broke, his eyes searching his brothers.

Sam let out a small laugh, his mouth twitching to move into a smile, "Dean, why are you so nervous? Cas is crazy for you. He won't be leaving you at the altar, I promise."

"So you've seen him?" Dean started grasping for straws, somehow doubting that Cas would be there, despite his brother's reassurances.

"No," Sam finally said, "But Cas loves you. And he won't leave you like that," He tried to tell the stressed out man.

Before Dean could say anything else another knock on the door was heard, this time Gabriel's head popped through the door, "It's time," he said with a smile that Dean wanted to punch off, "Come on Dean-o, let's get you married."

Dean let out another sigh, his hands running down his suit once again. "Let's do this," Dean finally let out, slapping Sam on back.

Dean was waiting at the end of the altar, his nerves growing every second. The doors opened once again, he moved slightly, facing the open doors that he had walked through not five minutes ago. Dean's breath was lost when he saw the angel walking towards him. His eyes quickly looking him over, smiling at the fact that the angel was finally out of his normal suit, and instead in his normal suit and trench-coat, and instead a dark suit and bow tie was in its place.

Then his eyes locked on to the blue ones of his soon to be husband and he knew his earlier fears were unnecessary. The earlier nerves left him as Cas stared back at him, he could see the love pouring from him, and, as he always did when with the angel, felt loved, and accepted. He knew that no matter what happened, Cas would always be there with him.

As cliché as it sounded, everything seemed to fade when Cas finally made it to the altar in front of him. He could tell that the priest was saying something, as there was a buzzing noise in his right ear, but if someone asked what he was saying, the hunter wouldn't have a clue. Instead Cas and Dean continued to exchange smiles and, in Dean's case, some saucy winks. He could tell that Cas was holding back a laugh or two. It was not until he heard his partners voice did he start listening.

"Dean," Cas paused, as if trying to remember the words he wrote weeks ago, "You are not perfect," he heard Sam let out a small laugh behind him, but he ignored it, instead focusing on the angel in front of him, "you are reckless, you get angry easily, and I am pretty sure you drink more than you're supposed to. But it's okay that you're not perfect, I am not perfect either" Dean looked at him with a strange look, "I have rebelled my family, and been... impulsive, not thinking things through. But it's okay, because we can be imperfect together. We have been through so much together, we have been to hell and back," Dean let out a laugh, knowing they had, "and I know that what we have is real, and I never want to let you go ever again," he said thinking back to their attempted escape from purgatory. Cas' hand slowly moved from its place clasped between Deans, to his shoulder, stopping perfectly where the hand print would be, "Because I love you, and I will not live without you ever again," Cas ended, ignoring the sniffles from his recently resurrected brother.

The priest, whom Dean had been ignoring for the past hour turned to Dean, "Cas, we've been through a whole lotta sh – stuff," Dean changed, quickly glancing at the priest, "You were the one that pulled me out of my hell, and when you did you left a mark," the hunters and angels shared a knowing smirk, "You helped me heal, and I will forever be in your debt for that. I don't know what I can do to repay that debt, but I promise you," the intensity in his green eyes shocked Cas, "I promise I will never leave you. Where you go, I go. Where you stay, I stay. I can't say that we won't fight, or I won't fu-udge," another glance to the priest, "up from time to time, but I promise not to run away from us." Dean paused, ignoring the tears welling up in the angel's eyes, and the ones that had started to fall down his, "You once told me to have faith in things, but the truth is, I don't have faith in things, it's not something I do. But, I have faith in you. I always have had faith in you, and I won't ever lose that faith in you,"

Cas' breath caught, Dean had never told him that, in fact, he was sure that Dean had forgotten that conversation. But here he was, barring his soul in front of him, in front of their family, and in front of Crowley who was sitting in the back and had sworn not to cause any trouble that day. Cas now ignored the priest, only moving when Gabriel pushed him into his new husband, causing their lips to catch on each others.

"I love you," Dean muttered in his ear when they broke apart.

The hunter was pulled away by his brother before Cas could reply, while Cas was in the same predicament with his own brothers who were congratulating them. He strained his ears to hear what Sam was telling Dean, "You did good brother," he finally heard.

Cas caught Dean's eye, sharing a smile, Dean replied, "The best,"