The Meeting

"Dean, Dean where are you?" Crowley was rushing through the yard. The usually calm and balanced cat looked agitated and his fur was tousled.

The black duck heard his shouts. "What is it, Crowley?"

The cat finally stopped in front of him and tried to slow his breathing. He licked his lips and mewed. "I took a walk towards the little pond and I saw a family."

Dean snorted. "Sure, you've witnessed a miracle."

The cat hissed, exasperated. "That's not the thing, moron. They're a really strange family. Two male ducks and a kitten."

This really got Dean's attention. "Ducks and a kitten? Ok, but what does this have to do with me?" The duck was confused.

"The taller duck mentioned your name. I couldn't get closer, but I heard some of their talking."

Dean frowned. It was strange. Who were those ducks and how did they know his name?

"What do they look like?" he asked Crowley.

"Well, one of them is really tall and brown and the smaller one is honey-colored. He's such a pain in the ass. All he does is talk and talk and talk and again talk. My head still hurts from his ranting."

"Did not you hear their names?"

"No, I'm sorry, I didn't stay there for a long time. I came back as soon as I could to tell you." Crowley was smoothing his tousled fur.

"Thank you, Crowley. I'll tell Cas and we'll go check out who they are."

"No problem." Crowley was already at the other end of the yard.

At first, Castiel had freaked out. He was very scared to leave the yard, but after Dean assured him that nothing bad would happen and that they would go only for a few minutes, the smaller duck relaxed.

"I trust you, Dean." He rubbed his neck affectionately against his mate's.

"Fine, let's move, Cas." Dean waddled towards the fence. A few days ago, they found a small hole there and now they could use it to their advantage.

The sound of the familiar voice made Dean's heart beat faster. He flapped his wings and rushed forward.

"Dean? Dean, Dean wait for me!" Castiel panicked and ran after his mate.

There were two ducks sitting at the lake and a small kitten was jumping in the water, mewling happily. At the noise, they turned their heads and saw the new comers.

The taller duck gasped and straightened. "Dean?" he quacked, shocked.

"Sammyyyy!" Dean was running towards the tall duck with his wings open.

"Dean!" Sam ran to his brother.

They met in a crushing hug. For a few moments, neither of them pulled away. Castiel, another duck, and the kitten were looking at them with surprised faces.

Finally, Dean pulled away and laughed. His voice was full of joy. "Look at you, Sammy! You're even taller now than the last time I saw you."

Sam smiled awkwardly and put his wing around Jesse, who was rubbing his head against his mommy's belly.

"Dean, this is my mate Gabriel and our son Jesse," he introduced his family to his brother.

"Gabriel the great, nice to meet you." The smaller duck shook Dean's wing with a grin.

Dean chuckled and pulled Castiel closer to him. The smaller duck looked nervous. "This is my mate, Cas."

The kitten moved from Sam to Castiel. "Don't be nervous uncle Cas," he comforted the duck by licking Castiel's beak.

"I… uh… alright." Castiel awkwardly patted the kitten's head. Jesse purred instantly. "Daddy, let's show them our pretty nest." Jesse was playing with Gabriel's tail.

"Sure, sugar pie. Sam?" Gabriel looked at his partner.

"Oh, of course. Let's go to the nest."

The small group, which consisted of four ducks and a small kitten, moved from the place.

Dean had said they would be gone for a few minutes, but it turned into a few hours. The brothers were so happy to see each other again and they had a lot of things to talk about. Everyone was getting along very well. Castiel' s nervousness finally disappeared and he enjoyed being with the small company.

When the time finally came to break up, Dean invited Sam, Gabriel, and Jesse to his wedding, which was scheduled to take place in three days.