Disclaimer: I do not own the concept or characters from the show "Supernatural." Any other characters not related to the show or the Nightwold series, however, are mine and are not to be used in any other fan fictions. Some concepts were also borrowed or loosely adapted from L.J. Smith's "Nightworld" and "The Vampire Diaries" series. This fan fiction starts a week after "Lazarus Rising" and this chapter has information on the episodes up until 12/20/08. I will not include any spoilers for future episodes of Season 4 until they are released on TV. This is the third story in my trilogy: "Possession" and "Broken."

Six Months Later

"Will you just kiss her already," Bobby ordered with a smirk. Dean smiled that adorable smile that always made her melt, and pulled her to him, kissing her softly. Only, problem was, she didn't want soft. She pulled him tight to her, catching him off guard. Behind them, what few guests they had invited laughed and clapped. When she pulled away from the kiss, Dean winked at her and gave her hand a quick, reassuring squeeze.

Abby had been surprised at how nervous she had been that morning. After all, having a ceremony was all her crazy idea. Dean hadn't been too thrilled with the idea at first. The whole idea of a 'wedding' was a huge undertaking and he really wanted no part of it. But when she mentioned a small, informal ceremony with just a few friends, he seemed relieved. Not that he jumped at that idea either, but he conceded. They decided to go back to the place they had fallen in love; the beach in St. Augustine. They agreed on a late afternoon ceremony, as the sun was about to set. Abby laughed when Bobby had told them he wanted to do the officiating, presenting her with a certificate of ordination he got off the Web. The guest list was short, their best friends were standing up for them, their kids were in the wedding party, and they had sweet threads. Everything had been perfect.

Jolted from her thoughts, they turned together to face their friends, vampires and hunters seated together in harmony. It was a happy scene in and of itself, but she thought she would cry when they were officially announced .

"I never actually thought I would say this…you know, seein' as how the boy had a thing for the ladies," Bobby joked.

Dean craned his neck back to him and shrugged, he knew Bobby was probably right. He never thought he'd get hitched either.

"Meet Mr. and Mrs. Dean Winchester," he said, seemingly shocked that he was even saying it. Abby smiled as she and Dean walked on the sand down the make-shift aisle. Their guests stood and clapped, whooping and hollering congrats. Their children happily ran in front of them, dressed in their finest for their rolls of flower girl and ring bearer.

"Congratulations," Sam said to Dean, hugging him close.

"Thanks. And thanks for bein' my best man," Dean smirked.

Sam nodded in response. His brother leaned over to Abby, giving her a quick, awkward squeeze. Things were different between them after the events that had occurred. They had been through too much together…too many painful things. She wondered if she would ever be relaxed around him again. They both did their best to appear as friends around Dean for his sake.

"Congratulations," Gwen jumped in, wrapping her arms around her best friend. "I love your dress!"

"Thanks," Abby responded with a smile, glancing down to the cool gown shimmering in the warm light.

"Silver looks so good on you," she gushed.

"She looks good in anything," her husband said beside her. She smiled at the very thought. Her husband.

Dean and Abby made the rounds from person to person, thanking them for coming. They did the typical wedding stuff that most couples did. They cut the two-tiered cake with their kids beside them, plates ready and waiting. She had told Dean that she was gonna break his arm if he tried to shove cake in her face. He had laughed, taking it as a joke. Abby so wasn't joking. So, when it came to the cake feeding, she was pleased that he fed her the small piece like a gentlemen. She fed him his piece in much the same way, but did managed to smear a little of the chocolate frosting on his face for fun.

They shared their first dance as a couple as the sun set. Dean and Abby shifted their feet in the sand to "Nothing Else Matters" by Metallica. Hell, she had to give Dean some choices in the wedding. The song had to be nice but not, as he put it, wussy. Other than that, his only other request was that he didn't have to wear a monkey suit and that the cake had to be triple chocolate.

"Have I told you how awesome you look," Dean whispered as they danced, her hand in his, his other hand on her lower back.

"Only a million times today," she smiled. "You don't look to shabby yourself." He smiled. He knew it, he looked fine as hell. She was excited at the prospect of that night; they had their own beach house rented on the waterfront and it was to be a whole night of sexy, kid-and-responsibility-free fun.

After their dance, the others joined in as the Lamia DJ they hired spun some tunes. They rocked out to the wedding classics including Dean's request of "You Shook Me All Night Long," by AC/DC. April and Dylan danced like crazy, most likely hyped up on soda and sugar. Either way, they had fun and that was the most important part.

Abby tossed her bouquet back, managing to throw it quite far. She forgot about her vampire strength for a minute. The only one who could run fast enough to catch it was Gwen, who happily bounced up and down with her prize.

Not surprisingly, Dean removed Abby's garter with his teeth, spinning it on his index finger after it slid off her calf. He turned around, his back facing the group and ready to toss it, when he quickly spun around and shot it in Sam's face, causing everyone to laugh.

Dean walked off with Sam to talk as Abby decided to take a much needed break. She sat down at a table next to Jo.

"Hey there," Jo said, raising her wine glass to her. "Great party."

"Thanks," Abby said. "Glad you and Ellen could come."

"You guys have such cute kids," Jo added, motioning towards the three playing in the sand.

"Come on, Jamie! You can do it," Dylan said to his little brother. April gave the crawling baby a little nudge towards her twin. "Come on! Crawl to me!" Jamie rocked on his knees before falling on his face. His lip quivered as he raised himself off of the sand. Dylan quickly got to his brother and picked him up, giving him a warm hug.

"They're really good with the baby," Jo said.

"Yeah. He's really helped the transition with the kids living with us again. They just adore him."

"You never did tell me his full name," Jo nudged.

"Jamie's," Abby asked and Jo nodded. "James Samuel after our brothers."

"That's sweet," her blonde friend smiled.

Abby sat and watched her kids play happily with each other. She couldn't help but grin. Everything was finally, absolutely perfect. Speaking of perfection, Abby turned to look for her husband, finding him off in the distance talking to his brother. She raised her eyebrows when she saw Sam's face. Something wasn't right.

Dean smiled at his brother, patting him on the arm.

"Thanks again, Sammy. I couldn't picture anyone else here with me than you as my best man."

"Me neither," Sam smiled. But, Dean noticed a tone of sadness in his voice.

"What's wrong," he asked with concern.

"Dean…I'm gonna go away for awhile."

"Why?!"

"I've just…after everything last year…I just have some stuff I have to deal with."

"Not alone you're not."

"I'm not going alone. Cas is gonna come with. I just…I've got some stuff I gotta do to feel good again."

"Sammy, you don't have to run away. I can help you. We all can."

"No, you can't right now."

"Is it Abby?"

"No. No…she's not the reason I'm leaving," he sighed. "I mean, it's no secret that we're not really getting along that well."

"Is this about Jamie," Dean whispered faintly, knowing that only Sam, Abby, Ruby, Cas and himself were aware of the baby's paternity.

"No. I know that you should raise him, Dean. You need to be his dad. I'm not mad about that. I don't deserve to be his father. You should be. He needs you."

"Look, I understand. You've been through a lot. We all have. We can get through this, together."

"You weren't the one who ruined things, Dean. Ruined people," Sam struggled. "I…I raped your wife and I didn't even know I was doing it!" Sam rubbed his forehead, exhaling before continuing. "I hurt Abby so much, and I didn't even know what happened until Ruby gave me the breakdown of what happened during those months!"

"Sam, I know what you did…but it wasn't you. You were possessed."

"From inside, Dean! That…thing that I became, the yellowed eyed person was me."

"Sammy…"

"Dean, I know you want me to stay but…"

"So you're gonna run away again? Just like when you went off to school? Talk to ya again in two years?"

"No, Dean. I'm not running away. You're my brother and I care about you. I'm not going to vanish off the face of the Earth. It's just, after talking with Cas, I…I need to find myself again. Do a little soul searching. I'm gonna keep in touch. I promise."

Dean put his hands in his pockets and looked to the ground with a sigh. He wasn't going to win. His eyes once again met his brother's.

"So, you're gonna call me, right? And I don't mean just for Christmas and Easter."

"Yeah. I'll stop by to visit too. I'm not gonna leave, Dean."

"When are you going, Sam?"

"Tonight," his brother sighed.

"So I take it you told Ruby," Dean nodded in her direction. She was seated with Bobby and Ellen, drowning her sorrows with alcohol. Sam nodded yes.

"Would you keep an eye on her for me, Dean. I just care about - she needs a friend."

"No prob."

Sam leaned over and squeezed Dean tight to him, patting his back gently. Dean wrapped his arms around his little brother and hugged back.

"Tell Abby and the kids I said bye and that I'll be back soon, ok," Sam whispered.

"I will."

Dean closed his eyes, not caring if anyone saw their hug. He had his brother back in the world and that's all that mattered.

"I love ya, Sammy."

"I love you too, Dean."

They pulled apart, patting each other on the back before straightening themselves up. Sam smiled at him again and started to walk up the sand dune to the black and white lighthouse, the beacon shining bright on the darkening sea. Castiel appeared to Dean's left, giving him a reassuring nod, and took off after Sam. At least Sam would be in good company.

With a heavy sigh, Dean turned back to the wedding party in the distance, to find Abby right behind him. He looked at her sweet smile through the unshed tears in his eyes. From the look on her face, she already knew what was goin' on with Sam. Abby took him in her strong yet gentle arms and hugged him close to her, rubbing his back lovingly. They stood together, swaying to the gentle beat of the ocean.

"Are you ok, sweetie," Abby whispered softly against his chest.

"Yeah, babe. I'll be ok," he said, pulling back to look at his wife. He smirked and gave her a sweet kiss on the lips. "I just wanna go home."

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Well that's it for Sacrifice! I want to thank everyone for reading it! I appreciated all the reviews! It really made me want to keep going. I'll be posting a playlist soon as well as an idea I'm playing around with. I have an idea for another story with the same characters, but only a different setting. I'll be posting a sample chapter probably sometime either tonight or tomorrow. I wanna know what you guys think about it and if you would want to read it. If that's a yes, then I'd love to start it! Thanks again! ~ Lauren