Title:Carly Richelle Winchester

Disclaimer:I do not own anything you recognize…

Warnings: Nope.

Notes:Last chapter! Thanks for reading!

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Knock, knock.

"Who is it," Theresa, Carly's bridesmaid, asked as she walked over to the door.

Today was the day of Dean and Carly's wedding. It had been two years since Carly had let Dean back in physically. They would have married sooner if Carly hadn't gotten pregnant for a third time. So little Abigail Rachel Winchester was born about a year back. That's when all the wedding planning started. And finally, it was all paying off.

"The male stripper." Carly stifled a laugh, knowing it was Dean. "And his two kids." Theresa opened the door, revealing Dean, Austin (seven years), and Megan (three years). Abigail (one year) was already in her mother's arms with the ladies of the day.

"You're not supposed to see the bride before the wedding," Jess piped up from sitting next to Carly. She had gotten married to Sam six months prior.

Dean shrugged, walking inside with Austin at his side and Megan in his arms. "Oh well."

Theresa rolled her eyes playfully at him. "Would you two like to be alone?"

"Please," Dean replied, handing her Megan as Jess took Abby. Austin followed the ladies out, telling them that Uncle Sammy wanted to see Aunt Jess and they should go to the 'boys' room'.

Looking from the now closed door to his bride, Dean smiled. "You're looking good today, Car."

"I'd hope so," she replied, standing up from the chair she was in. There was a slight awkward silence before she asked, "So what's up?"

Dean looked away from her gaze and out the window. "Nothin'. Just wanted to see you."

She smiled, knowing exactly how he felt. He couldn't believe they were getting married after all that time. "You know, I kind of want to tell you something." He turned to look toward her and she stepped up to him so that he could wrap his arms around her hips and pull her to him.

"What's that, Mrs. Winchester?"

"Remember when I told you about you being the first after Chris?" Anger spiked him. Why would she want to remember the rape on their wedding day? But he just nodded. "Well, I didn't… hadn't had sex before that or afterward until you." Okay, well that was something to him. He was her first consenting intercourse? "And I didn't have anyone after you left until you came back… Dean, what I'm trying to say is you're the only person I ever gave myself to."

He leaned down, capturing her lips. She was so nervous when she told him. "I can't say you were my only." She smirked slightly. With a sex drive like his, she could understand a bit of that. "I can tell you though that you were the only one I ever really cared about and if I could go back and change things, you'd be my only too." He paused and cleared his throat. "You have no clue how many hunts I had where you saved me or how many nights where the only thing that kept me going was you and the thought of Austin."

She smiled and dug her head into the crook of his neck. "I love you, Dean."

"Yeah; I know," he whispered in her hair, kissing the top of her head.

"But…" He groaned playfully, knowing that something only Carly would say was coming next. "I'm not consummating the marriage tonight."

"Excuse me, Mrs. Winchester," he teased, knowing full well if she didn't want to that he would obey. "Since when are you not up to going bump in the night with me?"

She laughed, kissing him quickly, and answering, "Since I figured out that you had something else planned."

How did she know these things!? "And what do I have planned?"

"My favorite movies, watching the sunset, watching the sunrise, massages, cuddling. Everything I love to do."

He laughed. "Think we can do what I love to do?" And he went for the zipper on her dress.

"Dean Winchester," a voice scolded from behind them, "what do you think you're doing?" They turned around and there stood Jessica. "You know better. I mean at least wait until tonight!"

Sam walked in, holding Abby in one arm and Megan's hand as she walked, laughing. "Jess, give them a break." She turned toward her husband and cocked an eyebrow. "They've got three kids. What's a fourth before the wedding?"

"Samuel Winchester, that is exactly why I don't let you get away with everything you want," she replied, smirking and daring him to say something back as he blushed pink.

"Sammy," Dean asked, amused. "A sex fiend? You gotta be kidding me!"

"Dean," Sam snapped quickly. He cleared his throat while his cheeks got a little redder. "The priest said everything's ready."

Jess looked to the happy couple who were still holding onto each other is some form (her hand on his lower arm, his arm wrapped her around her waist while the other overlapped the first to wrap around her completely). "We'll be outside." Jess picked up Megan and walked outside with Sam who still had Abby, closing the door behind them.

Carly sighed, turning out of Dean's embrace. "Oh gosh."

"What," he asked, adding the final touches on his outfit by straightening everything out in the mirror.

"I'm just really nervous. That's all."

Dean went over and ran a hand through her hair. "You'll be fine. I'll be fine. We'll be fine."

"I sure hope so," she said, smiling lightly at him.

"Carly," he replied, being earnest in every part of his being, "I know so."

Okay, that's the end of the Carly and Dean series! Hope you enjoyed! I just want to let everyone know that there is an OneShot about Dean and her up on my account (Four Days and Three Nights). Please check it out! Thanks for staying tuned!