Hello my lovelies. I would like to thank toonamifan666 for the wonderful review. I would also like to thank all you lovely people who have followed and favoured this since my last update.

So here we are, the next chapter. This is the first chapter of the short story of Dean and Cas' wedding. I hope you like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Dean was nervous. Not that he was going to tell anyone such a thing, but he was. See it was that time before a wedding where those participating in the ceremony went and had one more night of freedom. Namely the stag night, for both him and Cas. Now he wasn't nervous about his own. He knew that Sam had arranged that they meet up with some of his good friends at The Roadhouse (yeah we're going back) and they would just have a few beers and no doubt the other guys with rib him about shackling himself to Cas forever, but that he could deal with. Hell, to him that sounded like a great night (that it does).

But Cas' was being organised by Gabriel and Charlie. And Dean would not put it past those two to do something outrageous. (Really? I wonder why?) Even from New York Gabriel had a damn reach in this town, and throw in Charlie as his co-conspirator, and Dean didn't stand a chance to change anything (so very true). You see, his worst fear was that they would take Cas to some up class strip joint and throw scanty clan sexy men at him. Not that Dean thought Cas would do anything with said men, but it might make him rethink the whole getting married to Dean thing. I mean who wouldn't prefer half naked highly attractive men to Dean? (No one, especially not Castiel, darling.) So he was worried that Cas would suddenly see the light and leave him.

Of course everyone knew this, and they all thought he was bat shit crazy, but hey, its Dean. (Ah Dean.)

Castiel was also worried about his stag do. But for a very different reason. See his idea of a good night would be being able to stay at home, curled up on the couch with a good book. But there was no way the Charlie or Gabriel would let that happen. Charlie had made that very clear over the last week at work (I bet she has). And so he was going to have to put up with whatever it was they had decided. He was also worried due to Gabriel's damn dress code. He had to wear that bloody suit again. It was bad enough that his brother and Sam had made him and Dean buy new ones for their wedding day. Dean and Castiel had been very much of the opinion that they should marry in jeans and jumpers, but no. There brothers had got involved, damn them. Oh well at lest he could speed the afternoon reading his book with Dean curled up beside him. (Good plan, relax in the afternoon. You might need your energy later.)

Gabriel and Kali flew into the local airport less than two weeks after leaving the town. They were greeted by a very excited Charlie who threw herself on both of them as if she hadn't seen them in years rather than days.

"I'm so glad your back, I have everything planned." She said grabbing Gabriel. Before he could respond she then grabbed Kali. "And we are going to have a good girly chat." She said to her before letting go and smiling at the pair of them like a proud mother making Gabriel shake his head at her.

"Good to see you to Charlie." He replied before making his way to the door. When they got to Charlies tired old car Gabriel was tempted to go and hire himself and Kali something else, but one look at Charlie face and he knew that if he tried she would kill him. Subtly, like by telling Kali stories about him that he really felt she shouldn't know. (Do you really think she hasn't already Gabe? I mean, really? They are friends after all. And friends talk.)

So the three of them got in the car, Gabriel relegated to the back seat so Kali and Charlie could chat on the journey back to town. Once there Charlie drove them to The Bakery where they were staying once again in the apartment above. Not that that was Gabriel's destination. No he went straight for the kitchen, giving Missouri a kiss and shooing her out so he would have it to himself. Once alone he went to the radio and found some good music he could sing along to. He then turned, putting his butterfly hair clips in his hair as he did so (he still hadn't brought any other hair accessories, and they seemed to have quickly become a signature for him at Shiva's restaurant so he kept them). With that done he rubbed his hands together. He had a wedding cake to create. Definitely the best way to spend the afternoon.

Kali and Charlie on the other hand had dropped off the luggage and then gone over to Sam and Jess'. They were going to have good old fashioned afternoon tea, which in truth consisted of much talking, or gossiping might be a better word. Yes definitely the perfect way to spend an afternoon.

But now it was night time and Castiel was glowering at himself in the mirror as he tried to put on the three piece monstrosity of a suit that Gabriel had made him buy for that date with Balthazar, of course remembering that date also brought to his mind the image of Dean in his suit that night. Hmm, maybe getting married in suits wasn't such a bad thing, they really did accentuate Dean's assets, for instance his ass. (Naughty Cassie.) Hmm, and back to dressing for this frightful night.

Dean walked into his and Cas' room to finish grabbing his stuff, he was staying overnight at Sam's before the big day, Sam insisting that the bride and groom couldn't see each other before the wedding. Of course when Dean had pointed out that there was no bride, Sam had just laughed and slapped him on the back telling him to keep telling himself that, the bitch that he was (go Sam). But anyway Dean walked in on Cas, wearing that suit. Damn he looked fine, and tomorrow he would be all Deans. Not that he wasn't already but still. They would have a piece of paper that proved it and everything.

Castiel looked over his shoulder and saw Dean standing there, just looking at him which caused him to raise his eyebrow at the man in question making Dean smile.

"You look amazing." Dean replied coming over and wrapping Cas in his arms.

"So do you Dean." Castiel responded, even if Dean was only wearing jeans and a (very) tight tee. But then he always looked amazing to Castiel.

"You know, wherever you go tonight all the guys are going to want you." Dean murmured as he buried his face in Cas' shoulder and kissed his neck, finally letting some of his insecurity show.

"Then they will be disappointed, the only one I want is you." Castiel replied tilting his head to give Dean better access.

"I love you Cas." Dean breathed against the other man's skin. He still couldn't quite believe that he had this man and he was all his. (Of course he is, you idjit.)

"I love you too Dean." Castiel replied running his hand through Dean's short hair as their eyes meet in the mirror.

"So when's Gabe coming to pick you up?" Dean asked and there was a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

"He's not, we're meeting at the wine bar." Castiel replied turning so he was face to face with Dean and smiling up at him with a knowing smile.

"Well in that case Cas. I think you're going to be late." Dean said easing Castiel suit jacket back off his shoulders.

"You know, I think you might be right. Of course so will you." Castiel replied in a sensual whisper before he moved forwards and locked his lips with Deans.

And they were, both of them were late to their different destinations, but both there brothers took one look at their faces and rolled their eyes. Both Sam and Gabriel were well aware of what Dean and Cas had been doing that caused the delay. It was kinda obvious in Dean's smug smile and Castiel's even messier than usual hair.

Once Dean finally made his way to Sam's his brother insisted that he change into something smart. Dean thought this was a waste of time, they were only going to The Roadhouse, but Sam was insistent. He wanted Dean to look his best.

"You never know who may turn up." He said with a smirk as Dean was busy tying the same blue tie he had worn on his date with Lisa. While it didn't have the best memories, the colour was the same as Cas' eyes making Dean like it. (Ah bless.)

"What have you done Sam?" Dean asked suddenly worried about the undertone of his brother's voice. Please god don't let Sam have done anything stupid like get him a striper or something. He just wanted a nice night out with friends.

"You'll see, jerk." Was all Sam would say which of course elicited a "Bitch." From Dean.

But now they were at The Roadhouse having a laugh and watch Garth get completely wasted on like one beer while Benny amused them all with tales of his various travels. Including one in which he worked as a kitchen porter in New York where a certain Novak was the sous chef and dating the boss daughter, though he kept to the funny tales and stayed well away from any issues Gabriel and Kali had had.

Castiel on the other hand was being dragged around by Charlie and Gabriel to all the places he didn't want to be. Though he was still managing to have a good time. He had good company after all, and if he missed Dean, well that was just the way it went. Tomorrow they would be married and live happily ever after, he could give his brother and his friends this one last night. (How magnanimous of you Castiel.)

Finally they left the posh bar they had been at. Though when he saw what Gabriel produced he was thinking he would very much like to go back inside.

"No." he stated when he saw the blindfold in Gabriel's hand.

"Yes, Cassie. It's your stag night, therefore you do as I wish." (Hmm, not sure that is how it's supposed to go, but, oh well.) With that Gabriel grabbed him so he couldn't move and Charlie, laughing outrageously tied it round his eyes so he couldn't see.

He was then taken to a taxi and they all got inside. He had no idea where they were going, but he did not think it was going to go well. (You never know, Cassie. Trust them?)

Dean meanwhile was laughing with his brother when Sam looked at his watch.

"It's time." He said with that damn smirk again.

"Time for what?" Dean asked cautiously, just what had his brother organised? (You'll see.)

"Close your eyes and you'll find out. We've got you a special treat." Sam replied trying really hard not to laugh at Dean's glare.

The elder Winchester thought for a moment but in the end complied. God help him, he was intrigued to see what Sam had done this time.

Gabriel helped the blind Cas out of the taxi and across some sort of ground until they reach a door. Entering the place, (it sounded like a bar to Cas, in fact he was sure he heard voices he recognised) Castiel found himself being lead across the floor until he was stopped. Then Gabriel removed his blindfold. Blinking Castiel discovered he was in The Roadhouse, standing in front of Dean who had his eyes closed. Turning to Gabriel with a look of confusion he saw Sam lean over to Dean.

"Open your eyes big bro. I've got you just what you want." Sam said to Dean with laughter in his voice.

Dean, dreading what he was going to see, carefully opened his eyes to see that Sam had been right. This was definitely just what he always wanted. Standing he grabbed Cas and kissed him passionately before pulling back and they both turned to their brothers.

"Well it seemed Sam and I wanted to invite the same people to your stag night, we thought it would be easier if we just combined the two." Gabriel said with a shrug, though there was a smirk on his face.

At that both Dean and Cas smiled and thanked their brothers before sitting down holding hands. The rest of the evening continued in a blur of alcohol and laughter as everyone decided to start the wedding celebrations a few hours early.

(ah bless 'em all.)