"You going to cold shoulder me all day?" Dean asked after two hours of cross fit and her only talking to Seth and Roman. Whenever he tried to talk to her, she acted like she didn't hear him and it was beginning to bother him.

Again, he wasn't given a response as they walked to his car and he knew that if it was any other person giving him the cold shoulder, he would've been pissed. But her giving him the cold shoulder made him feel like he was actually in the wrong. He knew that he was wrong for forgetting her birthday, but she didn't have to rub it in that he was a shitty boyfriend at the moment, and he wasn't sure how long he'd be able to handle this treatment from her.


Things between the two were tense, to say the least. They put up a good front in front of her sisters, at work, and when they were out in public, but behind closed doors and when they were only with Seth and Roman, he was the recipient of a very cold shoulder and she tried her hardest to keep from snapping at him every time she caught him staring at her. They had a couple days off and intended on looking around at apartments, but Dean wasn't sure that she wanted him to go with her anymore.

"Why aren't you dressed?" She asked when she saw him still in his pajamas and laying on the couch.

"You still want me to go?"

"You'll be living there, too, so yes." She stated in a matter-of-fact tone and he looked at her as he stood. "What?"

"Nothing. I'll go get dressed real quick and we can go."

"I put clothes on the bed for you."

"Thank you, kitten." He kissed her forehead and she couldn't help but smile at the warm gesture.


"So what's our agenda?" He asked and she looked up at him from her phone while he drove to their first stop.

"There's a couple to look at in Tampa today, and three in Orlando to look at tomorrow, in case we don't find one in Tampa today."

"Maybe we can sneak in some beach time?" He suggested and she shrugged.

"I wouldn't mind that. I do need to tan a bit."

"You're perfect. These places are pet friendly, right?" He asked and she nodded as he parked in the parking lot and gave a low whistle, seeing the apartment complex in front of them.

"Yeah."

"This place looks fancy as fuck." He commented and she nodded.

"This one is the penthouse like thing that we took the virtual tour on." She reminded and he nodded as they entered the main office.


"What do you think?" He asked quietly while the landlord took a phone call on the first floor and she shrugged, leaning against the door frame to the large walk in closet.

"I like it. It's really spacious and it's ten minutes away from the beach, and I like the view we get from here." She commented, pointing out to their wall of windows that showed a nice view of the Tampa Bay.

"The view is pretty nice. I was thinking future wise, though. I mean, we can get the dogs we want no problem, but can you see us raising a kid here?" He asked and she rose an eyebrow, pushing off the door frame and standing in front of him.

"Can you see us raising a kid here?"

"Yes, actually. But I need to talk to you about last week."

"April seventh?" She asked, and he could see the irritation in her eyes already.

"Yes, April seventh. I know that my negligence and ignorance hurt your feelings, and I really didn't mean to forget, sweetheart, you've gotta realize that."

"I know that you didn't mean to forget, but it's like- shit. It's bad enough that we didn't even get to spend a lot of time on our anniversary, of all days, but it was my birthday and I still found myself practically catering to you whenever we were together, and really only felt like it was a special day when I wasn't with you. That's not how relationships are supposed to work, Dean." He saw the tears in her eyes and mentally cursed himself.

"I know, Casey, and I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I know that saying I was tired is a bullshit excuse, because there should be no excuse for forgetting your birthday, because I shouldn't ever forget the day the woman I love most was born." He apologized, reaching out to cup her cheek.

"Dean, I-"

"Let me finish, Case." She nodded and he sighed, stroking her cheek with his thumb, wiping away the lone tear that had fallen. "I love you, Casey, and I never want to lose you, if you can find it in that beautiful heart of yours to forgive me, I promise to make you breakfast whenever we have time off every day for a year."

"Dean, I love you, too, and I was going to say that can forgive you, I just wanted to go to dinner at that really expensive place that Nikki is always talking about. But breakfast is the better bargain."

"We can do both." He assured, pressing a kiss to her forehead as the landlord walked up to see if they had questions.


"You can't just put them in like that, Dean, wrap them in newspaper." Casey scolded and Dean sighed, taking all the plates out of the box and begun wrapping them individually while she packed the picture frames from the bookcase.

"You know, I'm going to beat you up, missy."

"I dare you to." She challenged, turning to face him with a teasing smile and he smirked.

"Remember that time I shell shocked you?" He asked and she rolled her eyes.

"I try not to."

"Do you want a repeat of that situation?"

"I'd prefer it if you didn't."

"I love you, Case."

"I love you, too, Dean. Now keep packing, we only have this week off to get everything packed and unpacked in the new place." Casey reminded and Dean nodded.

"Yes ma'am."


"Holy shit, this place is nice." Nikki commented as she helped to carry a box into the apartment and Casey grinned from where she stood in the kitchen.

"Thanks."

"Casey, where's the bedroom?" John asked, carrying two boxes and she pointed towards the winding staircase.

"Up the stairs and it's at the end of the hall."

"This fucker has stairs!?" Brie asked and Casey laughed as she headed out the front door to get more boxes from the car.


"Babe, where are we- oh." He stopped short, seeing her in her bikini and nodded in appreciation of her figure. "Never mind. Where are my trunks?"

"On the bed." She informed as she pulled her jean shorts on over her bottoms and he nodded again.

"Thanks. Are we packing lunch, or going out to lunch?"

"I made PB&Js earlier, and I just need to throw them in a bag with some drinks and towels and we should be cool."

"Can you put a beer in there for me?"

"Yeah, sure. We're walking down there, though."

"I'm cool with that. Go get everything ready, and I'll meet you downstairs, okay?" He told her and she smiled as he kissed her forehead before giving her ass a gentle pat as she walked out of their bedroom and he waited until he knew that she was downstairs before he went into their closet and pulled the tiny black box from the front pocket of his black dress shirt from the Slammys.

I've got to do it today. He thought to himself as he looked at the ring. She had to say yes, he may not have gone to Jared like he did for the bracelet, but he went to Tiffany and he was sure that she'd love it. If not, he had blown close to fourteen grand on a one carat round brilliant ribbon ring.

"Babe come on!" Casey called from the bottom of the stairs, snapping him from his gaze on the ring as he shut the box and slipped it into the pocket of his trunks before tossing some random shirt on and jogging down the stairs to meet her.

"You ready?"

"Yeah." She nodded and he took her hand in his and pulled her out the door.


"Think about how cool it'll be to play fetch with our dogs or play in the sand with our kids."
Casey mused with a small smile and Dean nodded as they walked from the water over to where their stuff was.

"We'll have to get all of those things, first."

"True. At least I dropped the title last month at Extreme Rules, so I have more time to be home." She murmured and he shrugged.

"At least you have the longest Diva's Championship reign in history." Dean commented and she nodded.

"Two hundred and thirty-two days."

"You know, we've been together for one year, two months, and sixteen days?" He asked and she shrugged.

"I didn't know that exactly, but I believe it." She murmured and he smiled, pressing his lips to hers softly.

"I want us to be forever, Case, and there's really only one way to secure that." He murmured, thanking god for water proof pockets as he pulled the small box from his pocket and dropped to his knee, opening the box. "Casey Mae Garcia-Colace, will you marry me?"

"Holy shit." She gasped, raising one hand to her mouth

"Is a yes or no question, kitten." He chuckled, grinning when she launched herself at him and wrapped her arms tight around his neck.

"Ask me again, bunny."

"Will you marry me, kitten?"

"Yes." He slipped the ring on her finger and they shared a passionate kiss in the sand.

"Let's get started on forever, kitten."

"I can't wait."


Really long chapter in honor of the final chapter(minus the epilogue). Have you seen the commercial for the Royal Rumble? I lost my shit at Roman's part, no lie. Again, major thanks to everyone who's been reading, reviewing, favoriting, and following this story, I strongly appreciate it. Major thanks to xxDream-Up-Your-Painxx for the proposal idea and for her reviews, hopefully this was close to what you pictured!