Dean Winchester did not know what to do with himself. Sammy was in his room doing nerdy college stuff virtually; Eileen was doing some gardening outside. [He had no idea the potential this soil had, according to her.] And Cas, well, Cas as a human was an adorable little bookworm that gave Sammy a run for his money. He was so curious about the world through a human's perspective, now more than ever. Together, they all pitched in on recommendations, Dean leaning more towards the movie and show versions, cause "who the hell has time for that nerdy crap?"

Everyone found their thing, and Dean did not really have a thing that he could call his own. Sure, he was a big nerd, but he liked enjoying that with everyone so they could laugh and have fun. And Baby, well, Baby was special, but she was perfect [as always], so there was nothing to do with her for the time being. He also had an inkling Jack made sure that there were no cases or anything to do hunting-wise. I guess he really meant it when he said we could go home and relax for once without having to worry about anything.

Music was another thing, but sitting still for hours on in, especially when he was perfectly content with life for the first time in a while, did not sound too appealing. And most of the songs, if he really listened to the lyrics, he would start in a fit because why are the best songs always the saddest? Like "Free Bird", "Dust in the Wind", there were so many! Has every moment of his life been a chick flic moment?

"Damn, I need to get a life..." He mumbled to himself.

But he never had one, did he?

Growing up, it was always hunting and/or looking out for Sammy and trying his absolute best to please his Dad. And nothing else. Because there never was anything else to live for. He lost track of the times he and Sam had wondered if they could ever get to a point in their life where they could just hang up their rifles and fake badges and just, "live that good life."

Now, he had the chance, and it was overwhelming.

"Dean? What's wrong?" Cas entered their room, concerned to see Dean was crying.

"Oh, nothing, I'm sorry..." Dean sniffed, turning to find the remote to hide his face. "Just looking for the remote."

Cas watched him fumble around for a moment, then walked to the opposite nightstand, and cleared his throat, holding up the remote for Dean to see.

"Oh, there it is, thanks..." Dean reached for it, and Cas instinctively held it back.

"Dean...please don't do this. Talk to me, let me help you." Cas sat down on the bed and took Dean's shaking hands into his.

"Cas, I don't want you to worry..."

"And you know, after all this time of doing that, only makes us worry even more." Cas gave him a knowing stare, and Dean finally caved.

"Ok, fine...I don't know what to do anymore! I know, I know this was always the goal, having everyone be safe and happy for once, but now...what do I do?" Dean shook his head. He never had many thoughts that were of his own. Never had any desires because he knew they would be torn down if he even dared to dream.

"Whatever you want..." Cas knew. He was kicking himself after all of this time, because they never really sat down and talked about this before. Daddy's blunt little instrument. A tear fell from his sad eyes. "Dean, whatever you want to try, whatever you want to fail at," They both chuckled. "I want you to just do it. You don't need anyone's permission. You're a free man, now...I know that's scary, but it is also exciting, isn't it? To have the whole world at your fingertips. I mean, I remember you saying your biggest regret was never getting to go to Disney World. Who's to say we can't go now?"

"Cas..." Dean rolled his eyes. He remembered that? That was just a one-off comment he made who knows when. "I know, like, it makes sense, but I can't just accept it, you know. It's a lot to take in, and...just do..."

"It's ok..." Cas hugged him. "We have all the time in the world to do anything and everything."

"Thank-you, Cas..." Dean sighed. "I love you so much."

"I love you too..." Cas replied.

After a moment, Dean furrowed his brow, pushing away. "You were serious about Disney, right?" Cas nodded. Dean leaped out of the bed, hollering. "SAMMY! EILEEN! PACK YOUR BAGS! WE'RE GOING TO DISNEY WORLD!"