Monday morning bright and early Dean and Cas went to the Department of Child Services and started the process. At the very least they expected a couple of confused looks or perhaps even a rude remark, but they were surprised. Everyone there was falling all over themselves to be kind and helpful. They left with a good feeling in their stomachs, and probably more hope than was healthy.

Over the next week they did plenty of form filings, interviews, and even made a court appearance so the judge could get a look at them. When they weren't doing that or working, nearly all of their free time was spent on Moseley's Farm. Ben splitting his time almost evenly between his horse and his hopeful sister. Dean and Cas took turns helping with Duchess and Maple. Ben was actually quite willing to get his boots and gloves dirty. He mucked out the stall without question, and whichever one of them was helping would usually clean out Duchess's stall.

Morgan cooed and smiled almost constantly, leaving a burning desire in their hearts to just take her home with them. Missouri probably would have let them, but they thought it wasn't a good idea. At least not until they were a hundred percent sure she would be theirs permanently.

It was Saturday and they'd already been there nearly an hour. They started bringing food over every day, worried they'd be an intrusion. Missouri reassured them each time that it was fine and said even if they wanted to stay there for the duration they'd be welcome.

Ben was sitting right beside Dean, with Morgan wrapped tightly in his arms. She was chewing on her favorite stuffed pony.

"That's a cool pony you got Morgie, looks like Maple. Don't it daddy?"

Dean just smiled and nodded affirmatively.

"You can't have Maple cause she's mine, but maybe Papaw Campbell will give you your own horse when you get bigger. I'd help you take care of it, I know all about takin care of horses now. I can show you how too, but not till you get lots bigger. Right now you're just too little."

Ben tended to ramble when he talked to Morgan, but everyone was a little more than happy about it. He'd taken to being an older brother like a duck to water. They'd even noticed that she tried just a little harder to talk when Ben was holding her by himself.

Sometimes when Morgan cried because she was hungry, it would sound like she was saying mad. Ben thought that was hilarious, he would just rub her belly and tell her not to be mad they would get her some food. There had been several times when she would start to whimper and Castiel would offer to make a bottle or change her. Ben would tell him she just needed her horsey, or that she was just tired. It was actually kind of weird how he always knew what was wrong. Dean had been through all of it with Ben, but it even took him a little longer to catch onto the differences in her cries. Castiel was even more clueless, but he'd never had raised a baby before so that was expected.

"Okay, we have to go Ben. Uncle Sammy's going to pick Jess up from the airport and we promised to have dinner with them at mamaws tonight."

Ben gave her a kiss on the forehead before Dean lifted her from his arms.

"Bye Morgie! We'll be back soon, and maybe you can meet Aunt Jess! She's pretty cool, not as cool as me though so don't like her too much." Ben said chuckling.

Dean laid her in the crib after letting Cas leave a kiss of his own on her cheek. They said their quick goodbyes to Missouri and regrettably left. They really wanted to be with her constantly, and it was a pain anytime they weren't.

Sam met Jess as she was picking up her bags and that is when he realized they were the kind of couple that slow motion runs to one another at an airport. Jess jumped into his arms and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist as they kissed. He squeezed her just a little as she continued to pepper kisses all over his face.

"I missed you baby!" She squealed.

"Missed...you...too…" he got out between the heated kisses.

Once they were tucked away in their Mustang she hopped over and straddled him. She was trying her hardest to get as close to him as she could. This trip was the longest amount of time she'd spent away from him in years. A few days was easy, well not easy, but certainly doable. Four weeks however, proved to be incredibly lonely. She was almost so miserable the last two of the trip, that she nearly flew home early.

"Down girl." he teased.

She slid back to her side of the car, blushed, and then proceeded to hit him in the shoulder playfully.

"Now that I'm here I have no idea why I missed you so much JERK!"

"Bitch"

"OH GOD, OH GOD, JESS NO! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry it's a habit… from Dean.."

She just laughed though…she knew he would never say anything like that to her.

They made it back to Mary's about thirty minutes later and were met with a smile and a hug.

"Mom I just left a couple hours ago you don't need to hug me too." Sam said as he pulled his arms around her though.

"Sometimes it's nice to have an excuse to hug my boys, let me be." Mary said smiling as she pulled away.

They spent the next hour talking about and listening to the highlights of Jess' trip, showing off pictures they'd taken of Morgan, and Sam and Gabriel's prank plans while helping Mary with dinner.

When Dean, Cas, and Ben arrived Jess hurriedly pulled them all in for crushing hugs. They'd missed the short blonde. Ben talked excitedly about Maple and Morgie and Jess like the rest of them wasn't sure which one he was more fond of. They talked about all the steps they'd taken to get her and how now they were pretty much just waiting. It wasn't as if the process was complete or anything, but right now there wasn't much they could do to speed it up.

They left Mary's house with smiles brightening their faces as they made their way home. Ben was getting old enough to not want "tucked in" every night. They still watched a movie, read his favorite book, and dished out goodnight luvvins usually in the form of hugs, kisses, and I love you more's before he went to his room and crawled into bed.

Cas shook the towel against his head doing the best he could to dry his hair as he walked out of their master bath. Dean was laying in bed already re-reading the paperwork they'd picked up at the DCS.

"You've read that like a hundred times babe, there's not gonna be any new revelations."

"I know Angel, it just.. it helps keep me calm and realistic about all of it. I know that most of the time we are getting our hopes up far too high for what the situation is, but I can't help it. The information on these papers keep me grounded."

"Okay, read them to me then. No reason my head should be in the clouds if yours isn't."

Dean smiles as he starts reading statistics, requirements, and other cold facts. About four paragraphs into it he stops and just looks into his husband's eyes.

"You know, she looks like you."

"Huh?"

"Morgie, she … she looks like you Cas… you don't see it?"

"She's got dark hair and blue eyes Dean, I'm sure there are millions of babies with those same features." He says smiling into a small kiss.

"No, it's more than that.. her eyes slightly change color when she smiles real big like yours do too. I swear if you held her next to that baby picture your mom has hanging in the foyer you'd look like twins."

Castiel had noticed the similarities but he thought he was seeing it because he wanted to, maybe Dean was too.

"I don't know…"

"She's even got the name of an Angel for Christ's sake, Cas… this .. it's got to mean something right? I mean she's gonna be ours right?"

Castiel really looked into his husband's eyes for the first time that night and he saw the doubt, the worry, the panic he himself had been feeling too since the moment he'd laid eyes on her.

"I think all we can do is hope that the universe would not be so cruel as to take her away from us now."

It didn't really ease his mind but Cas was an incredible distraction when he wanted to be. He started by kissing him fiercely until Dean slid on top of him grinding their bodies together. Castiel's legs instinctively went up and wrapped around his husbands waist pulling him in harder.

"Mmm angel, not just yet. I wanna taste you." Dean whispered against his ear before sucking the lobe in his mouth and nibbling on it.

Castiel had to bite his lip to keep his volume in control. He wanted so badly to scream his lover's name but they always kept quiet when Ben was in the house. He watched as Dean slid down his body and teased his lips over the cotton of his pajama bottoms. He licked the growing hardness through the thin fabric and smiled up at his husband before pulling them down and tossing them to the floor.

Dean had gotten even better at giving blowjobs, not that he was ever bad to start with.. but he'd learned quickly just what drove Cas wild and used it deliciously for and against him. His tongue flicked against the base of the hardening cock as his hand stroked it softly. He slid his tongue up and over the head sucking it in his mouth. Dean moved his head rhythmically until Cas was hard enough to stay in his mouth as he sucked.

Dean's hands gripped tightly on his husband's thighs as he pushed himself down further. His short nails barely digging into the soft skin. Cas brought the hand that wasn't jerking Dean's hair, up to his mouth and bit into the flesh effectively muzzling himself. Not wanting to do that again, he pulled the smallest pillow to his face and held it tightly over his mouth as he let out a few harsh moans.

That only encouraged Dean, so he popped his mouth off the slippery cock and very carefully nipped at the head. His teeth ghosting over the leaking tip. Castiel writhed under him almost screaming into the pillow that was now being held securely with both hands.

"Dean please.. I need you inside me." He whispered begging for more.

Dean prepped him quickly and eased his previously neglected cock inside. He leaned in and they kissed slowly stifling the moans they both wanted to make. Dean's muscled arms holding him up as he pushed his hips in a slow and meticulous manner. Castiel was so close to cumming he could barely think straight. He hardly ever came untouched from sex but the things that Dean did with his mouth was enough to put a giant fucking hole in anyone's resistance.

"Faster Dean, I'm not gonna last." again spoken in the softest tone he could manage.

Dean pushed in harder and soon they were both sweaty and panting biting their lips to keep quiet. Dean repeatedly prodded his prostate and he was surprised to find himself shooting from that alone. His husband came right behind him with a smirk that could have lit up Kansas.

He reaches up and laced his arms around Dean's neck pulling him in for a kiss, if nothing else it would momentarily wipe that grin off his face. The last thing his husband needed was an ego boost.

"YES! I DID IT!" Dean said as Cas leaned back breaking their kiss.

Cas just shook his head as a should be tired Dean half danced in the bed beside him.

"Yeah you're the man baby!"

"Don't ruin this.. this was AWESOME and I did it! I've been trying for like two weeks."

"You've only been trying for two weeks?"

"Yeah, I thought it might have been that night in the garage.. but nope.. I couldn't hold out any more.. and I always like it better when you cum first. So I did what I had to, but tonight…. man tonight was awesome."

"Okay give me a call when you come back down from your high on life." Castiel laughed.

A few minutes later Dean snuggled in close to him and wrapped his muscled arms around him and kissed his cheek.

"Love you Angel."

"Love you too babe."

A/N: Ahh.. I think this fic is taking over my life.. but I don't regret it... not for you guys.. You've been awesome with the reviews and I couldn't ask for better readers.. I would say fans.. but that seems a little too "I'm better than you" I don't want you to think I think that at all.. I'm a fellow reader and I am just lucky enough to have some great people enjoying the words that come out of my head lol .. Anyway just wanted to say a quick thank you and tell ya that since no one has spoken up about not wanting the messages I'm going to attempt to put some distance between the boys... I don't really want to, but Messages are cool too.. and I've missed writing them. When I say attempt.. I mean.. sometimes I try things.. and my fingers and mind type other things.. so I don't have control over this.. its a monster all it's own.. but I love it and I hope you guys do too!

-Swlfangirl