A?M: SO it's a big jump from the last one to this one, but ehh, oh well. It's been in my mind for a while.

-Carly

"Dad! Papa!" Maddie shouted as soon as she was in the door. The two men in question were in the kitchen cleaning up from their dinner when their daughter had burst into her childhood home. "Where are you guys?" She yelled. They both looked at each other, Maddie didn't usually come back without telling them first.

"We're in here." Dean yelled back. "What's going on?" Dean asked when his daughter came bursting into the room.

"Look!" She beamed thrusting her left hand out towards her fathers. She seemed to want to wait for them to get it themselves but she was too excited to wait as she blurted out "He proposed! I'm getting married!"

Dean stepped back and looked between his husband and his daughter, shocked.

"Congratulations." Castiel replied taking his daughters hand to look closer at the ring that now graced his daughters finger.

Maddie beamed even more, she looked up at Dean. "You can't kill him now." Maddie teased, getting Dean's attention.

"Guess I can't" Dean smiled back, shaking his initial shock off, "Come here." Castiel stood back so that Dean could tightly hug his daughter. "Congrats Mads." Maddie held her father tight, knowing that he wasn't usually into a show of affections like this for this long.

"What's going on down here?" James asked coming into the room, having heard the commotion from his room.

"I'm engaged!" Maddie turned to show off her ring to her younger brother. She didn't see Dean wipe at his eyes, Castiel did though.

"Cool" James said, looking closer at the ring. "How much did he pay for that thing?"

"James!" Maddie laughed.

Behind their kids, Dean and Cas were having their own, silent, conversation. Castiel came to gently rub Dean's arm, giving him a questioning look. Dean nodded and gave his husband a reassuring smile.

"So, I think this is cause for some celebration, right?" Dean asked. "Cake sound good Maddie?" Dean asked with a knowing look in his eyes. At the word "cake" Maddie's eyes widened.

"From down the street?" She asked hopefully.

"If that's what you want." There was a small restaurant down the street that made absolutely delicious cakes, that Maddie loved and only got on special occasions. "I'll go get it for you then." Dean said.

"Thanks, dad." Maddie beamed giving her dad another big hug.

"You can finish the dishes right?" Dean turned to Cas before grabbing his keys.

"Yes, Dean." Castiel said.

"I'll be back soon. Congrats again, Mads." Dean said giving her a kiss on the cheek before leaving.

"Well, um, I'll see you when dad returns." James said, making his exit.

"Do you need help papa?" Maddie asked, turning to Castiel.

"No, they are almost done anyway."

"Okay. I'll be in the living room." Castiel nodded and turned back to the dishes.

Maddie went to sit on the couch, she couldn't stop staring at the ring on her finger. She took the ring off and held it between her fingers, just flipping to around and around . She loved the feel of it and how it looked, how it wasn't too flashy and big. She was so engrossed in her ring that she didn't notice her father until he sat down next to her.

"May I see it?" Castiel asked holding out his hand. Maddie jumped before laughing.

"Dad's right, you do need a bell." Maddie laughed and sigh her father always let out whenever Dean had made the joke. She then handed him her ring, gently laying it in the palm of her papa's hand. "Don't drop it." She lightly teased.

"I wouldn't." Castiel murmured picking the ring up between his forefinger and his thumb. He brought the ring closer to his face and look at it better. "It is very beautiful." Castiel said turning to look at his daughter.

"It is, isn't it? He did such a great job, didn't even know that he was planning to ask." Maddie said, smiling at the memory. "It was like right out of a movie, so clichéd but that's Dan for you."

"I'm sure it was." Castiel replied, gently taking his daughters hand to place her ring back on her finger. "Much more so then when I asked your father." Maddie stared at her dad.

"You asked dad?" Castiel nodded. "I always thought he asked you. How did you do it?"

"I asked him one night after dinner. I was cleaning dishes and he was clearing the table." Maddie laughed at the picture in her mind that she now had. "I had been thinking about it for a while. The timing had just seemed…right."

Maddie laughed again. "Only you papa, only you. What did dad do?"

"He was very surprised. I distinctly remember him almost dropping a bowl he had been holding." Maddie laughed at that too. "He went into shock and didn't answer. I had thought that he was trying to think of some way to gently tell me that he wasn't ready for marriage. Needless to say I was worried."

"Oh geeze. I can imagine so. That's how Dan must have felt tonight. I wasn't expecting it at all and just stared at him for, God knows how long. He must have thought I was going to say no."

"Possibly." Was all Castiel responded with. The two of them sat in a comfortable silence. Maddie moved so that she could place her head on her papa's shoulder. "I like Dan." Castiel finally said.

Maddie laughed.

"I like Dan too."

Later, Maddie stayed back to clean up with Dean. "You don't have to help me Mads." She only shrugged in response as she passed a plate to her dad. Dean didn't say anything against it. If his daughter wanted to help then it was fine by him, granted he'd been waiting for this day for the past 23 years.

"So, papa told me about how he asked you to marry him." Maddie started out. Dean stopped with his hands still in the soapy water. He turned to his daughter.

"What is it with you and Cas and kitchens?" Dean asked rhetorically, laughing. "Okay, so what'd he tell you so I can tell you the truth?" Dean asked turning to look at Maddie. Maddie laughed.

"He said that he asked you after dinner and you almost dropped a bowl. That you didn't answer for a long time and he was afraid you were going to say no."

Dean laughed as he passed a plate off to Maddie. "That's all true. But in my defense I was in shock."

"Were you?" Maddie teased.

"Yes." Dean said defensively. "It came out of no where, I didn't even know that had been on his mind ever. But, you know your papa, doing things on his own time."

"You do too, dad." Maddie pointed out, starting to put the dry dishes away. Dean laughed.

"I guess you're right."

"I'm always right." Maddie turned to Dean smirking at him.

"Smartass." Dean said with a grin, and wrapping an arm around his daughter to pull her into a hug. "So let me see this rock of yours." Dean said with a smile.

"You mean my ring?" Maddie asked with a grin. She raised her hand and Dean took it in his. Dean looked at for a few seconds before nodding his head.

"Okay, okay. He did good."

"Better than you and papa?" Maddie asked with a smile.

"Oh yeah. So much better."

"Is that so?"

"Because he asked so suddenly neither of us had rings. We didn't get rings until a month later and they weren't nearly as nice as yours." Dean said with a laugh.

"Because your father refused to go to into any other jewelry stores after the first one." Castiel said entering the kitchen. Both turned to look at him, Dean scowling and Maddie laughing.

"That doesn't surprise me."

"I just wanted damn rings, they didn't have to be anything fancy." Dean muttered.

"Of course." Castiel replied kissing Dean on the cheek and then his daughter before leaving the room.

"What? You didn't want the biggest diamond you could find?" Maddie teased knowing full well that her dad would never be caught dead wearing a ring like hers.

"Nope. I just wanted something to show that I was officially off the market."

"Wanted everyone to stop hitting on you?"

"Honestly? Yeah. Once I got with you dad I knew there wasn't going to be anyone else, and yeah, yeah, yeah, before you give me that look and tell me it's a chick-flick moment, yeah I know it is, but it's the truth. And if you ever tell anyone I may do something I would regret." Dean warned with no actual threat held to it.

"Whatever you say dad." Maddie laughed, following her father out of the kitchen.

That night, as Dean and Castiel lay in bed together Dean spoke.

"Don't you think she's a little young be engaged?" Castiel, who had been almost asleep, turned over and opened one eye at Dean.

"No."

"Really?" Dean prompted.

"We weren't much older then her Dean." Castiel huffed.

"Well, that was us. This is…her!" Dean exclaimed, as if that explained everything.

"There's a difference?"

"Yes! Because she's…she's…"

"Our daughter?" Castiel prompted. "She is and always will be. I know how protective of her, both of them, but she's twenty-three, old enough to be making these decisions for herself. Besides you like Dan. You have said so many times before. Please stop worrying about it and go to sleep." Castiel turned back over and Dean knew the conversation was over. It was really silly of him to be this worried about it. Castiel was right, as always. Dean lay down and let it not worry him anymore as he fell asleep.