Author's Note:

One more chapter to go! I dedicate this one to XspriteyX, who is not only writing a Primeval/SPN crossover (EEK!) but also helped me with a certain amulet idea! You'll understand once you read. I'm not sure exactly what day it should be by now, but for the sake of the chapter I am going to say Febuary 14th. I was going to post this yesterday but for some reason ff hasn't been letting me log in until now :/ Anyways, lyrics are from Family Tree by Matthew Perryman.

I can't thank you all enough for your continued support! Love all of you :D


"You are loved, you are loved

And I will restore

All that was broken

You are loved, you are loved."

Dean's P.O.V.

When I woke up the next morning, I was filled with a contentment that I'd felt since…never. It was the first time I'd experienced something so utterly peaceful. The archangel in my arms was sleeping soundly. Last night had been free of nightmares. Once, I'd woken him up to check on him because it was so unlike him not to have bad dreams, but he'd smiled serenely and said the nearness of his soul mate was keeping the nightmares at bay. He'd then fallen back asleep.

I looked over at the clock and saw that it was just after seven in the morning. Ugh. Too early to be conscious. I wanted to go downstairs and hunt down some coffee, but I was reluctant to disturb Cas. He hadn't looked this placid since before the rape. I was still debating between waiting for him to get up and going downstairs in search of coffee when his eyes fluttered open.

I grinned jokingly. "Mornin' gorgeous."

He yawned and snuggled closer. His hair was sticking up in all odd directions, his eyes were sleepily unfocused…damn, he was beautiful. I silently cursed him for turning me into such a complete girl. Which reminded me what day it was. Grinning, I leapt out of bed and left a disgruntled archangel glaring up at me from under locks of messy hair. I pulled clothes on and went downstairs, leaving him to stare after me confusedly.

I was in the kitchen when Sam stumbled down, and I raised an eyebrow. "Uh, Sammy, why are you walking funny?" Then I remembered that he'd been locked in his room with Gabriel for two days. "You know what, forget I asked."

"So, how's Cas?"

"Better."

Gabriel slid down the banister and bounded into the kitchen with a huge smile. "Sounds like you two had fun last night! I didn't know my little bro was such a screamer."

Bobby, Ellen, Mom, Sam, Ash, and Jo, all who were in the room or nearby, turned to stare at me. An embarrassingly deep flush worked its way up into my face. Okay, so Cas hadn't been the only one screaming, not that I'd admit it. I coughed awkwardly and went back upstairs.

After all the chaos, everyone had seemingly forgotten about something. It was Valentine's Day. And yes, it was a total girly thing to do, but I had a gift for Cas. It wasn't much but with any luck, he wouldn't hate it.

A smile tugged at my lips when I heard Cas singing in the shower. Could he get any more adorable? Hmm...nope, it wasn't possible. I flopped down onto the bed and listened to his gruff but beautiful voice. It was "You and Me" by Lifehouse, one of Sam's favorite songs.

He came out wrapped in nothing but a towel, and I looked him up and down. He didn't miss the scrutiny and shifted nervously. Technically he could just snap and be dry and dressed, but the angels had gotten in the habit of doing things the human way. Not that I was complaining, because hey, Cas was walking around half naked. What was there to possibly complain about?

"Hello, Dean."

"Hey Cas. So, do you know what day it is?"

The patented head tilt. "Tuesday?"

"It's not just any Tuesday."

He got dressed (too confused to notice that I licked my lips when he removed the towel) and brooded. Then he walked over to the dresser and leaned against it. I stared at him expectantly.

He sighed. "I am aware it is a certain holiday, but you hardly seem the type to enjoy such festivities. Besides Valentine's Day-"

"Actually, that's what I've been getting at. I have you a little something."

He tried and failed to hide a smile. "I got you something too, but I was worried you would find celebrating the holiday unnecessary."

"Well I'm just full of surprises," I joked.

I got up and walked over, placing myself directly in front of him. "Close your eyes."

He obeyed, and I reached for the amulet around my neck. I'd never imagined taking it off, let alone giving it to someone else, but it felt right. I put it in his hand and curled his fingers around it, telling him he could open his eyes. His entire face lit up when he looked down and saw what was in his hands.

"Dean…are you sure?"

I smiled and took it from him, only to put it around his neck. "If I wasn't sure then I wouldn't have given it to you."

"Thank you…this means more to me than you could possibly imagine. My gift is nothing as incredible as this, but perhaps you can get some use out of it."

I leaned down and gave him a chaste kiss. "Whatever it is, I bet it's awesome."

He walked over to the closet and unburied a parcel that had been submerged under a pile of old boxes. Smiling shyly, he walked over and placed the lopsidedly wrapped gift in my hands. Like a child on Christmas morning, I eagerly unwrapped it to reveal it's contents. Cas watched me nervously as if thinking I wouldn't like what I found.

Turns out there was more than one thing in the box. One of the first ever Led Zeppelin CDs, a new leather jacket, oil for the Impala, and in the very bottom of the simple white box…a black feather. It was probably twelve inches long, glossy, and midnight black. I met Cas' eyes and he nodded to affirm my unspoken question.

"It is mine. An angel giving someone a feather from their wings is the highest possible form of commitment."

"It's beautiful…" I whispered.

He wrapped his fingers around the amulet and gave me a look so full of love and trust that it took my breath away. "Happy Valentine's Day."


"Dean, I want to talk to you for a minute," Mom said later when she came into the living room and saw me sprawled out on the couch with an armful of dozing archangel.

I gently slid Cas from my arms and followed her into the kitchen. She poked me hard in the chest and said, "Listen up. You're head over heels for Cas. I'm not blind. I want you to be happy, but if you shut him off because of something that isn't even his fault ever again, I will castrate you with my grandmother's favorite silver. Understand?"

My mother had just given me the third degree about my boyfriend. I was so shocked I could only manage a "Um, yes ma'am, loud and clear."

"Good."

She went back to cooking a late snack, so I mulled over her words. She was right. I was head over heels for Cas. From the minute I'd seen those blue eyes, though it had taken me awhile to come to terms with it, I'd been doomed. It had been one hell of a journey, but he was worth every damn second of it. When I walked back into the living room, I saw Gabriel sitting on the edge of the couch, watching his brother sleep. Except for when Cas was with me, Gabriel no longer let him out of his sight. I couldn't blame him; I understood the protective older brother thing.

I came over and said, "You really do love Sam."

"With every inch of me that isn't devoted to loving Castiel," came his immediate reply.

There was really no denying it. Earlier, he'd given Sam the traditional flowers and chocolate for Valentine's Day. Tucked within the flowers had been a single feather. There was no doubt in my mind that the feather belonged to Gabriel. I wasn't sure if Sam knew what that part of his gift meant, but judging from the way he'd stared at Gabriel for several long moments in shock, I assumed he did. Besides, Cas wouldn't be too happy if I avoided his big brother like the plague for the rest of my life.

"I still think you're a dick…but as long as you don't hurt my little brother, maybe I could learn to deal with you're sorry ass."

Knowing it was the closest thing he was ever going to get to a "welcome to the family," he grinned and said, "Right back at'cha, Dean-o."

"Oh, this will be your legacy

This is will be your destiny

Yesterday did not define you

Oh, this will be your legacy

This will be your meant to be

I can break the chains that bind you."