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Three months Later:
Sam and Dean returned to the Bunker after a long messy hunt for a family of Djinn tired, hungry and ready for a few days of rest. What they walked into was a full on Thanksgiving was setting a tray of sliced turkey on one of the long library tables. She'd been living at the Bunker full time since they'd saved Castiel, when she'd tried to leave more Angels had shown up and tried to kill her so it was decided that she was safest at the Bunker until she was able to protect herself. She and Castiel were working on rebuilding their relationship, some days were easier than others but they were making progress.
Castiel came out holding a bowl of mashed potatoes, he gave Sam and Dean a small smile. "Alora says that Thanksgiving is the best time to rebuild Family Bonds." He said by way of explanation.
Sam looked at Dean and smiled. "Let us get washed up."
When they were all sitting around the table Sam and Dean watched the couple. They were holding hands under the table while Alora ate and Cas pushed his small amount of food around on his plate. The spell that had imbued her soul with the Grace of an Angel was, so far, irreversible so it looked like they would be together forever if Alora could forgive Castiel.
When the meal was done Alora poured out a small glass of wine for all of them. "There was a tradition in my family when I was a child. We would give remember the worst thing that happened to us that year and then give thanks for the blessings that misfortune brought to us."
Sam nodded and took his glass standing up. "I think for me the worst thing that happened this year was losing my brother to Purgatory. But if I hadn't I would never have learned that sometimes the Monsters aren't so monstrous." He took a sip of his wine and sat down.
Dean stood up and cleared his throat. "The worst moment this year was watching Kevin die and not being fast enough or strong enough to save him and knowing it was my fault." He paused and cleared his throat. "But it taught me to cherish the moments I have, it taught me to make every moment count because they could all end in a second." He sipped his wine and sat down blinking rapidly.
Castiel slowly stood up and took a deep breath. "The worst moment this year for me was when I realized that my arrogance and my lack of faith had cost me what was most precious. The trust of the woman I love more than life itself. I learned that I have to trust her judgement and have faith in her choices and those of my friends and brothers." He sipped his drink and sat unable to look at Alora.
Alora stood and took a slow breath. "I have had a few bad moments this year so it's a bit difficult to narrow down the worst."
Castiel closed his eyes for a moment while she continued. "I will say that learning that my Soul had been tampered with counts as one of the worst. But it has taught me the true nature of forgiveness. It's taught me to put myself in the shoes of someone else's experiences and learn that maybe I'd have made similar choices. And it's taught me that maybe I've punished Castiel enough." She set the wine glass down and took his hand making him look up at her. "Cas. You have spent the last three months doing what you promised you would, you have worked to regain my trust, you've helped teach me to protect myself and I forgive you for tampering with my soul. I love you and you are stuck with me now Mister."
Sam and Dean grinned and started clapping as Castiel jumped up and pulled Alora in against him kissing her deeply. They separated laughing and Sam took a picture of them with his phone, a few days later he got it printed and framed, the first of many Thanksgiving pictures that made their way onto the walls of the Bunker.