Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural but it would be fun to though.

Warning: Wincest! Sam/Dean/Cas. Angel Love. Some language, graphic imagery. Sexual Content. Lots and lots of schmoop and some angst as well in most of these story chapters. Gabriel does join their bed sexually and in love with them in later chapter, after the Christmas one in fact.

Plot: Dean has a Date in mind for Sam that will make him very happy. Here's hoping he likes what Dean has in mind for them.

Cas isn't in this one much, sorry, but he will be in the next one. Who knows he may even get his own Anniversary date, too. *hint hint*

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This is the date part of the Sam/Dean arc. There will some involving Cas later on, promise.

Dean is trying to give Sam a good anniversary date and so he has picked things Sam would enjoy most.

Please read if you like. If not, it's okay, you can ignore it.

There is a lot of wincest in this whole storyline so if it bothers you, I'd advise you not to read. That being said, let's bring on the Wincesty schmoop!

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Dean let Sam into the shooting yard and made him keep his eyes closed. Sam's eyes were screwed tightly shut. He smell fresh cut grass and gun powder in the air. When they got the area Dean had reserved for this part of the date, he told Sam to open his eyes. Sam was thrilled by what he saw.

They were on a shooting range, a large one, with targets located at various differences. Dean held out a wrapped box to Sam and told him to open it, his eyes twinkling. Sam was going to love it!

Sam unwrapped the box quickly and removed the top. Nestled in among the white tissue paper was a new colt revolver with an black handle and it shined silver in the midday sun. there was also a box of shells in the box. Dean nudged Sam gently now, of course.

"Load it, Sam. Let's see what it can do." His eyes looked toward the targets and Sam smiled widely, hugging him for all he was worth. He loved the gun!

Sam loaded it and Dean pulled out his own. They took turns firing at the targets for a while, enjoying the smell of the grass and gun powder that filled the air around them, like a perfume. Their smell, gun powder, dominated the air. Gun powder and metal. They loved those smells.

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Eventually they returned to the car and Dean smiled happily, knowing Sam would love the next part. Sam kept asking where they were going but Dean never said a word; it was a surprise.

They pulled into parking lot of the Smithing Observatory and shut the car off. Sam admired the hulking Observatory and its dome as it rose above them. He loved the stars; he always had. His father never had the time to take him, he had been always hunting. Dean and himself had never went because, face it, it had cost to go to those places and they were always flat broke growing up, barely able to pay for rooms and gas, car repairs, and food. There was nothing left for this kind of outing. Dean pulled a picnic basket from behind his seat and sat it on the top of the car. A man approached, an older gentleman, and handed Dean the keys. Dean gave him a wad of bills and promised not to stay too long. The man assured him he had about two hours to use if he needed. He looked at Sam and smiled knowingly. Thinking that the young man was one very lucky young man; yes, he was. The man went to his car and pulled off, smiling, knowing his life partner was holding up dinner for him. Ray would like to hear about this, It would make being late for dinner so worth it.

Dean pulled Sam along with one hand while carrying the basket on the other. He unlocked the door and told Sam to open his eyes. Sam began to run from place to place in the building, admiring everything, but not touching anything. He went to stand before the enormous telescope in the middle of the room and threw Dean a questioning glance; he so badly wanted to look through it.

"Press the green button, Sam. The guy got it all cued up for us." Dean set down the basket and went to stand by his lover. Sam pushed the button and it began to make a whirring sound as it started up. He put his eye to the viewer stalk and gasped in happiness when he could see into space. He saw galaxies and planets closer than he ever had before. He looked at how close the stars appeared and awe filled his soul. This must be what Heaven sees and he suddenly felt small, but happy at the thought. He continued to move the large telescope around for almost an hour until he hit the red button. The Observatory roof closed up and the telescope shut down its programs.

Sam pulled Dean close and kissed him, showing him just how much this had meant to him, how much Sam meant to him. Then Dean pulled away, shaking his head, and Sam looked confused.

"There's more, Sammy. Let's go outside." Dean said and picked up the basket on the way to the door. He locked it behind him and left the key where the man had instructed him to.

They found a nice round hill nearby that was flat on the top. He pulled a blanket from the basket and spread it out with Sam's help. They pulled out the food and dishes he had borrowed from Bobby earlier with the promise to bring them back in one piece. There was fried chicken for Dean and grilled for Sam, a salad for them to share with Ranch dressing on the side. There was jello cups for dessert and wine to drink with the meal; white wine like Sam liked.

They took their time eating and talking, with little kisses in between. They looked at each and celebrated the miracles that were each other. The world ceased to exist in those moments; there was only them sitting under the moonlight, enjoying their time together, free of monsters and death that hung over their heads. They let the time pass slowly as they touched and kissed gently, Sam pushing Dean down onto the blanket to feel him pressed against him. They did not let it go too far though. After a while, they got up, straightened themselves up and repacked the basket.

They got in the car after admiring the view in front of them. The moonlight bounced off the grass and concrete building, curving onto the hood of the Impala, illuminating the handsome men that let that light fill their souls for a brief moment, etching the memory of it all into their memories with every moonbeam that touched them.

Sam snuggled into Dean's side as he drove, glowing with happiness. It was had been even better than he had dreamed it would be. He knew he was being girly at the moment but couldn't stop; he didn't want to try. He placed a soft kiss on Dean cheek then pressed his head onto his shoulder once more. Dean hugged him tighter and leaned his head into Sam's, turning onto a back road, taking the long way home, and slowed down the car's speed. He wanted to savor this time with Sam, and a long slow drive seemed like the best way to end their date.

He promised himself that there would be lovemaking later and lots of it but right now he wanted to enjoy the man at his side and the feel of his head and body gently touching his, under the moonlight and the stars that Sam had always loved so much.

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There that concludes the Sam/Dean anniversary date. I will be working on the next one, which is Dean spending time without Sam around so much for all three parts and then the same thing for Sam and Cas as well.

I know this isn't their usual gruff and manly type of thing but no anniversary date is. It is their time to be soft and show the others how they feel. It is schmoopy and romantic.

It's what Sammy wanted and as I stated before, What Sammy Wants Sammy Gets.

Review if you like. Don't flame if you didn't.

Cas's turn is coming next, so don't worry, he isn't being left out at all.