It was Saturday and Dean let his exhausted Alpha sleep in. He got Grace fed and ready for the day then the two settled in next to a softly snoring Castiel.

Dean took his time going through Cas' high school yearbooks and box of old photos as he tried to understand his husband's mini melt down. Reading through the messages other students had written in Castiel's year books, it seemed the other kids liked him. There were photos of a skinny Cas dressed in track clothes posing with the rest of the team. He'd done very well for the school. Other than a photo of him holding up a medal for winning a statewide essay contest it seemed that was the extent of his extracurricular activities.

"He was a really cutie…I can't believe Cas didn't need to beat the pussy off with a stick." Dean noticed Cas was smaller than the other guys and he didn't hit his stride until senior year when he reached his full height.

"A late bloomer…poor babe, I would have been your boyfriend."

Inside the box Dean found a framed photo of teen Cas dressed in an ill fitting suit and next to him was his mother. She wore a nightgown and robe and there was a corsage pinned to the robe. Castiel looked sad and in the photo the two held hands tightly.

Cas reached over and took the photo from Dean. He showed the photo to Grace, "Look Gracie, this lady is your grandma. She would have loved you very much." Grace patted the photo with a chubby little hand.

"Cas, what's the deal with this photo?" Dean heard his husband let out a wistful sigh.

"That photo was taken the night of my senior prom."

"I thought you didn't go?"

"I didn't."

Dean snuggled closer, "Come on babe; spill it. I want to know why you went on a wine and junk food binge."

"There was a boy I had a crush on, Patrick Dunham. The guy was a combination of beautiful and handsome, sort of like you, the best of both worlds. Mom encouraged me to ask him to prom and after gathering up my courage I asked Patrick to be my date and to my surprise he accepted. I was over the moon, I'd never had a boyfriend or a girlfriend up until then and as you can guess, I was socially awkward despite being on the track team."

There was a long pause before the Alpha's trip down memory lane continued. He'd never told anyone this story and his mother was the only other person who knew. "The night of the prom I went to pick up Patrick but when I got there his mom answered the door and told me he'd already left with his date. Apparently the guy got a better offer at the last minute, an invitation from Blake, the captain of the football team…"

"Wait, the dude's name was Blake and he was the captain of the football team? Sounds like the plot of a bad teen movie."

"Shall I continue or do you have more commentary?"

"Sorry, I'll zip it."

"I realized that everyone at school would know that I got dumped for an upgrade. Devastated and embarrassed didn't begin to describe how I felt. My mom insisted on taking a photo of me in my dad's hand-me-down suit for posterity. I gave her the corsage I'd picked out for Patrick."

"Your mom sounds awesome."

She was, Dean. You would have loved her. Mom told me "fuck that little shit, he doesn't deserve such a handsome, athletic, kind and smart young man like you. You know, because that's the sort of stuff moms say."

The supportive and loyal Omega gingerly ran his fingers through his Alpha's messy bed hair. "That wasn't mom talk, she just told the truth."

"Thank you for saying." Cas grabbed Dean's hand and lightly kissed each knuckle, "No you know what a loser I was in high school. That night I fed my pain by gorging on…"

"Hot pockets and ice cream?"

"No, Totino's pizza rolls and Little Debbie snack cakes. My palate wasn't as sophisticated as it is now." A slight smile crossed his lips. Hearing Dean chuckling was a balm for his soul.

Dean waxed philosophical, "Maybe it all happened for a reason. I think you were supposed to go with me anyway and fate stepped in and made it happen."

He didn't think it was possible but at that moment Castiel loved Dean even more. You are sexy when you're insightful."

Dean pawed through the senior yearbook in search of a photo of Patrick Dunham. Once he found the boy's graduation picture, he screwed up his face and let out a gagging noise, "Ewww, he looks like a reject from an Irish Spring commercial."

"Don't be anti-ginger, Dean. Patrick was very good looking."

Dean examined the photo closer; it was true the boy was gorgeous but he refused to agree. "I'm not anti-ginger, just anti-Patrick. He would have been lucky to score a guy like you."

Cas heard him grumble under his breath, "Smarmy looking little prick."

"Don't be jealous Dean, that was ten years ago and besides, he couldn't hold a candle to you. No man ever could."

Dean vowed, "This will be a night you'll never forget."

…..

The prom committee had commandeered the gym that week in preparation for prom on Saturday evening. Benny, being the only Cajun and former reveler at Mardi Gras many times in his day was the official advisor and for an Alpha shop teacher, he actually had a flair for decorating.

The group consisted of a few cheerleaders, the student body president, a couple of Alphas and Betas hoping to score brownie points with some girls and/or Omegas and members from Brothers of the Sisterhood. Lila, the current president was busy designing the ballots for the seniors to vote for King and Queen of Prom. She waved Benny over to the table and the teacher took a seat.

"Mr. Lafitte, I wanted to show you the list of couples nominated." Lila turned her laptop toward the teacher, "what do thing?"

He took a look and immediately began smiling, "Really?"

Lila nodded, a smile on her face to rival the teachers, "Yes, really."

"I like your style, young lady."

…..

"No drinking, no screwing around, no leaving the house, don't light any candles, keep your phones on and I swear, if you touch my bag of fun size Snickers I will come down you harder than God and the Devil combined." To emphasize his points, Dean had his feet planted apart and his arms crossed, doing his best to intimidate his baby brother.

It didn't work, Sam knew his brother inside and out. Instead he rolled his eyes and bitch faced Dean into the next century, "Yes, Dean, we get it."

Alfie stood behind Sam, cuddling Grace. "Don't worry Dean, we are very responsible people."

Castiel came to the boys rescue, "Dean, she is in good hands. Now go get dressed." He cracked the Omega on the ass and sent him upstairs.

A half hour later Dean entered the living room where they were all waiting for him, he did a spin to show off, "Well, what do you guys think?"

The look on his husband's face told Dean how he felt instantly. Cas went to Dean and took hold of his shoulders, "You look like a lovely young prince on his way to a grand ball."

Dean pretended he thought that was completely lame but in truth he loved Cas' over the top compliments, "So I look ok."

"Ok doesn't begin to describe you, Dean." Cas dipped his head to look his suddenly shy wife in the eyes, "Perfection." Seemingly from thin air, Castiel produced a boutonnière and pinned it on Dean's handsome jacket.

The Omega looked down at the unusual colored flower, "Thanks Cas, I've never seen something like this before."

"It's an Early Grey rose. I fell in love with subtle colors of ivory, lavender and grey and knew it would match your jacket perfectly." He gave his wife a gummy smile which meant Cas was extra happy. He tapped his own lapel, "Mine matches."

After Sam snapped a bunch of photos of the couple, he lectured the pair. "No drinking and driving, no sexual intercourse because…ewww, gross, you'll be on school property…"

"That boat sailed a long time ago, Sammy."

Sam and Alfie watched as the Impala rumbled down the gravel drive. Alfie sighed, "Ah, young love."

…..

Castiel stood just outside the main doors, clutching Dean's hand tightly, "Are you ready?"

Dean gave Cas' hand a squeeze, "Ready as I'll ever be."

Before entering, Dean had the urge to look up at the second story window right above them. He saw nothing.

"Weird."

"What's weird?"

"For a second it felt like someone was watching us."

TBC

A/N- Sorry, this was as far as I got on this chapter. More to come!