When they got back to Lawrence the next day it was refreshing to say the least. Mary insisted they eat dinner there before bunking at Dean's for the night. It was their last night in the small apartment, and they wanted Ben to be able to say goodbye. It had been his home for all of the six years he'd been alive. He was looking forward to staying in the new house. But no matter how exciting it was, he was gonna miss living in the apartment.

The boxes had already been mostly packed, the only thing left untouched was the furniture. They were going to donate it to Goodwill when everything was finished. Dean had hung onto it for years past it's prime, so it was an easy decision to let go. When they'd originally told Ben about the move, he constantly pointed things out to ask if they were taking it with them. Dean didn't know at first how much of their stuff was going, so answering was not only difficult, but tedious as well. Because an answer meant Ben could pick something else to ask about. Eventually seeing the tiresome look on Dean's face, Castiel sat him down and explained that they weren't sure how much was going with them. But, that if it was something they needed, and they weren't going to replace with a newer and better version, that they would not leave it behind. That seemed to keep the curiosity at bay for a few days and Dean wasn't sure he'd ever been so grateful.

"Daddy can we watch Toaster?"

Dean noticed that Ben stopped asking to watch it a few months earlier, not long after he'd turned six. It was good even if for a moment to feel like his little boy hadn't changed completely.

"Let me check Ben, I think we might have already boxed it up."

Dean looks through the barren entertainment center, hoping it was one of the few Cas decided to keep out.

"Whatchya lookin for babe?"

Castiel walks through the room rubbing a towel against his head. He was fresh from the shower and Dean couldn't keep himself from raking his eyes over his husbands form and giving a smirk in appreciation.

"Did you pack Toaster?"

"No, but you won't find it like that. I think Ben put it in the Beauty and the Beast case when he switched them out."

Dean opens the case and sure enough there it is.

"Yes! Thank you Angel."

"That's what I'm here for."

Cas smiles cheekily at him from the kitchen.

"Where's Ben?"

"In his room I think, He just left."

Castiel walks down the hall and knocks on the door. Ben opens it quickly and steps outside.

"Hey Ben, your dad found Toaster if you wanna watch it."

"Did you tell him where it was?"

"Of course I did, the man couldn't find his way out of a paper bag."

They both giggled when Cas sent him a little wink.

Thirty minutes later Ben starts to tear up just a little. Castiel is actually the first to notice because Dean still gets entranced in the favorite movie of his childhood.

"Ben honey what's wrong?"

"Nuffin, I'm fine." He said still slightly sniffling.

Dean sits up now noticing the distress on Ben's face.

"Bub, if you don't tell us what's wrong we can't help you."

"I told you I'm fine!" He said sternly and then promptly stomped off to his room.

That left Cas and Dean looking at each other like they'd clearly missed something and they had no idea where to begin. After a few minutes they decided to let Dean try to handle whatever it was.

Dean knocked on Ben's door.

"Hey buddy, can I come in?"

"I guess."

He opens the door gently and peeks inside.

"You ready to talk yet?"

Ben shakes his head no and continues playing with the huge dinosaur he's holding.

"Well can I talk to you then?"

He shrugs noncommittally.

"You know, I'm kinda sad about leaving this place. We've had some pretty good times here. I'm gonna miss a lot of it."

Ben turns around and faces his father as if he were shocked.

"YOU are sad?"

"Yeah Ben, of course. This is the first place I brought you to when you were a baby. This was your first home, it's special to me in a way that no other place will be special. I mean our new house will be nice and special in it's own way, but not in the same way that this apartment is special to us."

"So you are sad.. But you don't ever get scared do you?"

Ben chewed his lip nervously while waiting for Dean to respond. He was obviously a little frightened by all the changes they were making and Dean could understand that. He wasn't sure how to address the issue, because he wasn't actually scared and he didn't want to lie about his feelings to his son. So he sat and thought about it for a moment before answering. Then he had an idea.

"Ben, Do you know what I call Papa when I don't call him Cas?"

"umm You mean Angel?"

"Yep, Do you know WHY I call him Angel?"

Ben thinks about it for a few minutes before shaking his head no.

"Well its because he's named after an Angel... and what does Mamaw say about Angels?"

"Angel's are watching over me."

"That's right.. and why do you think they are doing that?"

"To keep me safe DUH!" Ben rolled his eyes as if his dad had lost his mind.

"Why do you think they want to keep YOU safe though?"

"Cause Papa loves me?"

"Well that's a big reason, but did you know that Uncle Gabriel and Uncle Michael were named after Angels too?"

Ben's eyes went wide.

"Really?"

"Yeah, and Gabriel was an ARCHANGEL one of the first angels. And Michael was said to be the strongest warrior in all of Heaven."

"Wow! That's awesome."

"You bet it is.. and what do you think they would do if something tried to scare you?"

"Do Angels use guns Daddy?"

"I don't know Ben, but I know they use swords."

"Well Papa would stab it in the face before it took me."

Dean smiled and laughed at Ben's now relaxed face.

"Only if I didn't get a chance to do it first kiddo!"

The rest of the evening went smoothly except for a few weird looks between Ben and Castiel's back. Dean laughed loudly when Ben whispered that he didn't see any feathers.

"Ben I didn't say he WAS an Angel, I said he was named after one."

"I was just checking." He said with that Winchester smile that lit up an entire room.

The next day things were a little rushed, it didn't take long to move Dean and Ben out of the apartment but they still had to make the drive to Topeka and clean out Castiel's house. Sam and Jess were helping by keeping Ben, unpacking all the things already at the house, and overseeing the installation of the appliances. Gabriel and Michael were supposed to come help load Cas' stuff into the moving van but they had to get it all packed up first.

Three hours into it and Castiel starts taking his office apart. The small bookshelf had gathered a thin layer of dust it hadn't been used in a few months. He pulled the first book out and wiped it off, quickly shoved it into the box before noticing a small green paper sticking out of the corner. As he went to put the next book on top of it, he saw it. Confused he tugged it out and read it.

Today, I know that I will marry you. And on that day, I will have never been so lucky.

He took a seat to give himself a chance to process it all. When had Dean realized this? Was it recently or was it one of the notes he'd received on his birthday? The tear that fell from his eye was unmoved as he continued to stare in awe at the small green paper.

Dean was in the kitchen packing things up when he realized that they'd just bought a new coffee maker so he wasn't sure what Cas wanted to do with his. He finished the box he was working on and taped it up before heading down the hall to look for him.

"Babe? Cas?"

"In here."

When Dean entered the room he could see the wet streaks on his husbands face.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing.. I'm just a big sap you know me." Castiel joked.

"What is it Angel?"

But he knew as soon as he moved closer what had happened..

"How did you know? This was on my birthday wasn't it… this was one of the ones you left unnumbered."

"Yes it was, but I knew the moment I had you back in my life that I wasn't going to let you go again. I figured no matter what, when you found that you'd know that I would always be yours. That I would always love you and think of you as mine. Luckily for me, I got to marry you in the process.. and I was right, I have NEVER been so lucky"

The moving process was delayed hour, because that's how long it took the two men to keep their hands to themselves. Dean smiled as they managed to find almost twenty more post-its. Most of which were silly, the few found in the bedroom were pretty racy though. Which only led to more delays, by the time they were packed and ready to go they'd had to postpone loading Cas' things for another day. Neither of them were complaining though.