Author's Note: This is it! The end of my Hermione/Dean journey. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. I love these characters very much, and I hope I did them justice for you. I'll be sharing the official playlists for this, and the prequel, Finding Beauty on my Twitter page. For the last time, I do not own the Harry Potter characters or Supernatural characters. The only one I own is Miss. Brianna Hope Winchester.

Chapter Inspiration: Carry On Wayward Son by Kansas

Epilogue

September

It was nearing 5 o'clock in the morning when Brianna's cries started drifting through the baby monitor. The sound jerked Hermione awake. She rubbed her eyes, then turned to snuggle face first into the warm chest that had been pressed against her back. Dean laughed groggily at the reaction, lifting the arm that was around her so he could look at the watch on his wrist. He groaned at the early hour displayed.

"I think she's hungry." He told Hermione, kissing her on the top of the head.

"Yeah, probably." Hermione admitted, kissing Dean's bare chest, before extricating herself from his hold, and the blankets.

She walked to the door, but just before she stepped out, she snuck a glance back at her bed. Dean had already rolled over on his other side, and was back to sleep. Hermione smiled a loving smile, and headed out of their bedroom, making for the nursery. When she got there, Brianna was sitting up in her crib, just crying away.

"Now, what's going on here, little miss?" Hermione asked gently, walking over to the crib and pulling her daughter into her arms. "You're wet. Clean diaper then food I suppose."

Hermione carried the infant, who was still crying, but not as loudly to the changing table, where she used her wand to change Brianna's wet diaper. Once that was done, Hermione carried her over to the glider rocker, where she sat and nursed. While Brianna ate, Hermione sat thinking about the last seven months.

After Brianna's birth, she and Dean stayed with Sam and Bobby for a month. It had been a wonderful month, and one she was not likely to forget. Dean, the day after she was born, had commandeered Sam, and they'd both gone baby shopping. So, they spent the month tripping over all the baby stuff Sam and Dean had decided were "needed." Brianna was very much loved, having barely been put down, even after she'd fallen asleep, by Sam, Dean, and Bobby. Hermione even had to break up a couple of arguments over who's turn it was to hold her.

Hermione smiled softly thinking about how Brianna had wrapped the big, bad hunters around her tiny little fingers. Sam and Bobby were sad to see them return to England at the end of March. Minerva had arranged for a special portkey to transport the little family to Hogwarts, where they were received with much fanfare. Ginny and Hannah had fawned over the baby, while Harry and Ron teased Hermione and Dean about how much of a heartbreaker she was going to be when she got older. Poor Dean had looked bewildered, before declaring sternly that she was never allowed to date, ever. Hermione had just given him an elbow in the ribs in response.

When they had gotten to Minerva's office, she took Brianna right from her mother's arms before launching into an explanation to Dean of what accepting the position of Supernatural Professor would entail. He accepted happily, wrapping an arm around Hermione's waist. It was proclaimed done, and they were served tea and finger sandwiches. Minerva continued to hold the precious Brianna for the rest of their visit with her.

Their summer was spent playing with Brianna, and preparing for the upcoming term. The members of the rebuild team that had not accepted teaching positions, had left Hogwarts for their various homes. Harry and Ginny got engaged shortly after Hermione and Dean's return, and moved to London. They'd left just as Harry was starting the Auror program, and Ginny was going to work as the Quiddich correspondent for The Daily Prophet. Ron had left for London with his sister and Harry, also choosing to be an Auror alongside Harry. He and Hannah had decided on a long-distance relationship, as she wanted to stay in Hogsmeade and run the Leaky Cauldron. Luna, despite being a little put out that she wasn't able to deliver Brianna, was ultimately happy, her practice expanding a bit. She was also continuing a long-distance relationship with Neville, who was staying on at Hogwarts as the Herbology Professor.

Now, here they were, September 1, the first day of a new term. Hermione was excited, Dean was nervous. He'd been making regular calls to Bobby to get his opinions as to what he should teach for each grade year. Sam traveled by portkey, about once a month since they came back, and he assisted Dean as much as he could to set up the classroom. It didn't help that Dean also kept getting lost in the castle. One day in August, after getting so hopelessly lost that Hermione and Harry had gone searching for him, Harry enchanted a non-magical copy of the Marauder's Map to help him get around. Marking the important places with a red "x," places like their residence, Dean's classroom, Hermione's classroom, Minerva's office, the Great Hall, and all the various lavatories around.

Hermione closed her eyes in a moment of content, only to pop them open when she heard a familiar whoosh of wings. Opening an eye, she saw Castiel standing in the corner of Brianna's nursery.

"Oh." Castiel said, his cheeks turning a slight shade of pink at the sight of an exposed Hermione.

"Well, hello Cas." Hermione greeted jovially. She stood from the rocker and grabbed a blanket to cover herself.

"I felt Brianna's distress." Castiel replied.

"She got hungry, and she needed a diaper change." Hermione explained.

Castiel had met Brianna when he'd flown into her hospital room in the middle of the night, startling everyone. Dean had insisted Castiel hold the baby, despite the reluctant angel's protest. If it were possible, it could be said that he had fallen in love with the baby too. He took it upon himself to be the guardian angel to the newest Winchester. He had given up The Garrison, and his fight for humanity to watch one little human girl grow up safe and happy. As Castiel liked to say: "I don't fight anymore, I watch the baby." Now that he'd flown into Hogwarts once, he was able to do so more, with minimal risk to his life.

"She seems content now." Castiel observed.

Brianna had finished her morning meal, so Hermione situated her clothes back to their proper state before placing the baby over her shoulder to burp. "She is content. Dry diaper, full tummy. Who wouldn't be content after all that?" It wasn't long after that, Castiel had taken the baby from Hermione, and shooed her out of the room so that she could get ready for the day.

The day ended up going rather smoothly for everyone, save for Castiel. It was with great mortification he showed her parents a diaper that was on backwards, and accompanying story about how he'd ended up with her in his hands, her onsie unsnapped, diaper off, while she was pinching his nose and giggling. Both Dean and Hermione laughed at the poor angel, assuring him that it would get easier.

December

By the time, Christmas rolled around, everyone had hit their stride. Dean was feeling more and more comfortable teaching, and doing research for hunters on occasion. He was also happy being with the woman he loved, and his beautiful daughter. Yeah, sometimes he felt the itch to hunt, but Hermione could sense those times, usually sending him off to Bobby's for a weekend. She ended up being perfect for him.

Christmas morning dawned snowy, but perfect. Bobby and Sam had traveled to Hogwarts via portkey, and were staying with them so they could experience Brianna's first Christmas. At ten months old, she was crawling everywhere, and curious about everything. Brianna of course was the first Winchester awake, babbling and giggling in her crib. Before her parents could hear her, Bobby heard, and went to her. Hermione and Dean woke to hear Bobby carry on a sweet, one-sided conversation with her. In fact, even when she started to get fussy for breakfast, Hermione was still snuggled into Dean's side, his arm around her shoulders, listening to Bobby attempt to calm her. When her fussing started to build to full blown crying, Hermione finally got up, throwing on a fleece bathrobe, and relieved Bobby of Brianna.

By the time Brianna was done eating, everyone else was up and dressed. Bobby and Sam were both wearing their best jeans and plaid, but Dean; what he was wearing made Hermione's mouth water instantly. He was wearing black dress pants, a white button up with the sleeves cuffed to the elbow, and a red and silver striped tie. When Hermione entered the living space, Dean relieved her of Brianna with a quick kiss to the lips, so she could get dressed. Hermione dressed in a full, red skirt and black shirt with ¾ length sleeves. She tamed her curls as best she was able before sliding on a pair of black flats and exiting the bedroom. At the same time, Dean was exiting the nursery holding Brianna, who was dressed in a red dress with a black sweater.

"Why are you so dressed up?" Hermione finally asked Dean the question burning in the back of her brain since he'd gotten dressed.

"It's Bri's first Christmas." Dean shrugged off her question nonchalantly.

The base of the Christmas tree had dozens of presents, most of them for the baby. Hermione held Brianna on her lap as Dean grabbed the presents and opened them for her. He'd hold out each toy or outfit she'd gotten, letting her grab it from his hand and immediately shove it in her mouth, much to the amusement of every adult. The last gift under the tree was one Sam, who'd been helping his brother sort presents, announced as: to Hermione from Dean. Hermione reached for the box, but Dean intercepted it.

He situated himself on the floor in front of Hermione, on both knees. He took her free hand in his and cleared his throat. Hermione looked at him, her eyebrows pulled together in confusion.

"Hermione, I love you. Thank you for the gift of Brianna, and you. Will you be my wife?" He asked, opening the box with one hand, showing her the gold diamond solitaire inside. The ring he had Sam bring with him from the States, his mother's engagement ring.

Hermione's eyes filled with tears, and Sam quietly moved to her, and took Brianna from her lap. "Yes!" Hermione exclaimed, throwing herself off the couch, into his lap, hugging him around the neck tightly.

Bobby and Sam clapped, and Dean kissed his love deeply. As he slid the ring on Hermione's left ring finger, he heard Bobby say: "Well Brianna, your daddy is finally making an honest woman of your mom."

March

It had been two years. Two years to the day since Dean and Hermione had met, and a lot had happened in that time. Some days it felt like fifty had passed, other times it seemed only yesterday. Today though, had a completely different feeling to it. Instead of despair, there was anticipation, joy, and love. Today was the day Hermione Granger would become Hermione Winchester.

Hermione was in a room with Hannah, Ginny, Luna, Brianna, and her mother, getting ready. Minerva, as a Christmas/engagement gift, had hired a memory charm expert to find her parents and reverse the mind wipe Hermione had performed. Her parents had returned to England, excited to see their only daughter. They weren't prepared to meet her fiancée and daughter though. They handled it well, warmly embracing both Dean and Brianna. The wedding was being held in Lawrence, Kansas, Dean's only request during the planning. Not only was it where his parents were from, and were married, but also the same town they'd met.

It was nearing time for the ceremony, and they had just finished getting Hermione in her dress. It was ivory, instead of the traditional white. It was a simple lace gown, with illusion tank straps, a bow at the waist, and a short train trailing behind her. Instead of wearing the traditional veil, Hermione just had the woman doing her hair keep it in a half up hairstyle that swept down over one shoulder. Simple elegance was the look she had been going for, and she'd achieved it. When it was time, her father came to get the girls. She was so happy her father was walking her down the aisle. The girls lined up in the vestibule of the chapel, along with Bobby and Castiel. Bobby was walking Luna down the aisle first, followed by Castiel escorting Hannah, then last would be a very pregnant Ginny Potter, walking with a toddling Brianna.

Dean watched as his father figure escorted Luna in the one shoulder, purple dress Hermione had picked out for her girls. They were followed by his friend Cas, with Hannah. Castiel looked mostly embarrassed, and very awkward as he fulfilled his duty as groomsman. Ginny was next, holding hands with his daughter. His daughter was a beautiful vision in an ivory, short sleeved dress, and puffy tulle skirt. Her shoulder length brown curls were pulled up off her neck. Dean grinned at her, just as she dropped Ginny's hand and took off, toddling as fast as she could towards him.

"Da-da!" She exclaimed. Everyone "awed" as Dean squatted down to catch Brianna, lifting her up in his arms. She wrapped her little arms around his neck, and stared at her uncles and Grandpa Bobby, as Dean looked down the aisle, waiting to see his fiancée. The music changed, and the doors to the vestibule opened to reveal Hermione on the arm of her father. Dean's throat tightened uncomfortably with emotion. He always thought her beautiful, but now she just plain looked radiant. Her brown eyes locked on his, shining with unshed tears, and an immense amount of love. Once they reached the end of the aisle, Mr. Granger placed Hermione's hand delicately in his calloused ones.

"Ladies and gentlemen, muggles and wizards, you're here to witness the marriage of my best childhood friend, Hermione Granger, to her only love, Dean Winchester." Harry introduced. "I remember the day these two told me they were engaged." Hermione glared at her best friend. "I told her that I didn't care how I had to, but I would be performing her marriage ceremony. Well, Hermione, I told you so!"

"Get on with it." Hermione whispered, as Dean snickered quietly beside her, Brianna still sitting on one of her dad's arms.

"At this time, I invite Dean and Hermione to pledge themselves together through the exchanging of vows. Oh, Dean, I'd advise putting something in there about obeying." Harry joked.

The couple turned to face each other, and Minerva bustled between them to take Brianna from Dean. Once Brianna was taken from him, he turned to take Hermione's other hand in his. Hermione took the lead, and recited her vows first.

"Dean, I never expected a portkey to crash land me into your life, and when it did, I never expected to fall in love with you. However, I did crash land into your life, and I did fall in love with you. I consider myself the luckiest witch of my age to be loved by you, and our daughter. With you, my life is complete. I promise, I will love you for the rest of my life, I promise to always stand beside you, always fight together any forces that may attempt to separate us. Oh, and I promise to make you pie, at the minimum once a year." Hermione replied, her part about pie stretching his smile into a full-blown grin. When Dean didn't immediately begin to speak, Harry very loudly cleared his throat at him.

Dean blushed a very slight shade of pink, before launching into his very simple vows. "Hermione, you gave me two precious gifts, ones that I don't deserve. You, your love, and Brianna. I promise to love you both for as long as I'm breathing. I promise to try not driving you crazy when I get the urge to hunt. I promise to treat you as my equal, always. I promise to protect you from any threat, and I promise to be the best husband, friend, and partner."

Hermione's hands squeezed his gently, accepting his promises to her. "Now, I read somewhere in my training that you have to say some words when you exchange your wedding rings. One of you, just repeat after me."

Hermione took Dean's ring from Ginny, and placed it at the second knuckle on his left ring finger, then pinned Harry with an expectant look.

"I Hermione, take you Dean, to be my husband. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore." She recited after Harry, sliding the band into place once she'd completed the saying.

Sam, standing as Dean's best man, dropped Hermione's ring into Dean's hand. In a similar fashion, he slid the ring to her knuckle where he held it while he repeated his vow to her.

"I Dean, take you Hermione, to be my wife. To have and to hold, in sickness and in health, for richer or for poorer, and I promise my love to you forevermore." He said, sliding the band until it rested against the diamond engagement ring.

"Hermione, you promise to love Dean for the rest of your life, right?" Harry asked, eyes frantically scanning the piece of paper in his hand.

"I do." Hermione replied with a small laugh at Harry's forgetfulness.

"Dean, you promise to love Hermione for the rest of your life, right?" Harry repeated the question.

"That's what I just said!" Dean exclaimed, to be met with a pointed look from Harry. "Fine, I do."

"Thank goodness, you're now husband and wife officially, congratulations. Now Dean can kiss Hermione for the first time as his wife." Harry announced.

Dean stepped closer to Hermione, and lifted his hands to her face. Taking her cheeks in his hands, he pressed his lips reverently to hers. She had her hands resting on Dean's waist, meeting his reverence with equal love, and tenderness. They were almost lost in the kiss when a little hand tugged, one on the skirt of Hermione's dress, one on the leg of Dean's tux trousers. They laughed, and looked down to see Brianna standing beside them. Dean scooped their daughter into his arms, and they both kissed her on each cheek.

"Hey everybody! Meet Mr. and Mrs. Winchester with their daughter, Brianna Hope Winchester!" Harry announced loudly from behind the family.

Turning to face their applauding friends and family, Hermione slipped her hand into Dean's, and he shifted their daughter to one arm. It was in that moment, the couple finally felt their lives were complete. This was what they had been looking for, and had found it with each other.