"Welcome home, babe!" Dean grabbed the box filled to the brim with books from Castiel. "Here let me take this. Your ribs are still bruised. I don't want you doing any heavy lifting."
Castiel stepped inside the Winchester's apartment. A short tornado barreled straight at him. "Castiel, you're finally here!" Adam hugged his stepfather gently. His dad had warned him about Cas' injuries that resulted from the earthquake.
"Hello, Adam" Cas grinned at the ecstatic boy. "I wanted to surprise you."
Adam dragged the older man to the couch. "Don't go anywhere. I got something for you!" Cas placed his duffel bag on the floor.
Castiel glanced at Dean, who shrugged his shoulders at his husband. "So your mom left this morning?" He sat next to Cas.
"Yes, and I hate to say it but I might've performed the Snoopy Dance after she was gone."
Dean chuckled. "I'm going to start preparing dinner. How does pepper steak sound?"
"Amazing…want some help?"
"No, you stay on the couch and rest. Adam will be right out to keep you company." Dean leaned close and gave Cas a peck on the lips before going to the kitchen.
Adam returned from his bedroom with a present wrapped in Big Ben paper. He got it in England. "I hope you like it." He sat next to Castiel.
Cas removed the paper neatly. "Wow thank you, Adam. You remembered Chelsea is my all-time favorite sports team." He was truly touched.
"Also, that Frank Lampard is God for you. So I got you his jersey. Dick bought one for me, too." Adam smiled widely.
Castiel ruffled his hair. "Thank you so much, Adam. Tell me all about your trip."
"Can you keep a secret?" Adam moved closer to the older man. Cas nodded. The ten year old whispered, "I spent most of my time with Dick Roman. My mom was too busy shopping and hanging out with her girlfriends."
Castiel's blood boiled. What was the fucking purpose then of Bela insisting to have her son with her then? He knew Dean was devastated being separated from his only child. "Sorry to hear that, kiddo. You're back home where plenty of people want to spend time with you."
"Are you going to continue teaching me how to draw?"
"Definitely"
"Cool and I want to go to the art museum. Dad says going to museums is boring."
"I'd love to. We can visit the planetarium and history museum, too." Cas had a feeling he was going to love being this loveable boy's stepfather.
Dean's head popped out of the kitchen. "Champ, don't talk Cas' ear off. We don't want to scare him off so soon."
Cas laughed. "I actually enjoy my conversations with Adam."
"Dinner should be ready in half an hour."
The small family ate their meal comfortably in the kitchen. Adam told them anecdotes of his London trip. Dean asked his son if he wanted to return but the boy remained silent. His eyes landed on Castiel's. Cas made a signal illustrating they would talk about this later. Adam helped his dad wash the dishes later in the evening.
Cas had excused himself after dessert. The painkillers were making him sleepy. He snatched the duffel bag and headed to Dean's bedroom. Cas turned on the lights. He set the bag down adjacent to the bed. When he turned around, he was surprised to see his painting on the wall across from Dean's bed. Castiel swallowed hard and sat on the edge of the mattress.
Adam came to say good night before heading to bed. The boy was still suffering from jet lag. After using the bathroom, Cas returned to the bedroom wearing an old pair of sweatpants. Dean chose that moment to enter. "Do you need anything before calling it a night?"
Castiel approached him and held one of his hands. "I had no idea you purchased the painting."
Dean scratched the back of his neck. "Cas, I know the meaning behind it. How couldn't I?"
"Sorry about lying to you. I couldn't fool you. The lovers in the painting are us." Castiel nibbled his lower lip.
"I know, babe." He kissed Cas' hands. "Come here" Cas took two steps forward and Dean hugged him. He kissed Castiel's neck softly. "I'm never letting you go. I'm so sorry for fucking everything up."
"Dean, let's not talk about that. If you don't mind I want to go to bed."
"I'm going to brush my teeth and change."
Dean returned to find his husband snuggled comfortably under the comforter. He slid in and joined him. He was shocked to hear Castiel share his horrific earthquake experience. "The only thing I thought when the ground opened and brought us underground was that I wouldn't ever see you again and be able to tell you how I feel."
Dean smoothed Cas' furrowed brow with his right thumb. "I was a complete wreck waiting to hear you were alive."
"Gabe told me," Castiel said as his forehead touched Dean's. "I truly want our marriage to work."
"It will, babe. Your ninth birthday wish will remain true. I will be your best friend until the day I die."
Cas smiled. His eyes were closing. Dean remembered how he used to get Castiel to sleep, when they were kids. Castiel scooted closer to his husband; God how he missed Dean's warmth and musky scent. Dean slid his hands up and down Castiel's back.
Moon River, wider than a mile,
I'm crossing you in style someday.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you're going I'm going your way.
Two drifters, off to see the world
There's such a lot of world to see.
We're after the same rainbow's end-
Waiting 'round the bend,
My huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.
Halfway through Dean's rendition of "Moon River" Castiel buried his face into his husband's chest. When Dean finished Cas was already lightly snoring. Dean slid the comforter higher and snuggled closer to his slumbering hubby. The Winchester fell asleep with a big goofy smile.
Four days later, Castiel was feeling better. As promised, Gabe and Balthy brought over all of his art equipment. Since Sam no longer lived in the apartment, his former bedroom became Cas' art room. Castiel was teaching Adam about different kind of paints, when Sam and Sarah dropped by, The young couple made sure Castiel was well and congratulated him and Dean on finally moving in together.
"Adam, how about you spend the remainder of the afternoon with us. We're going to a Dodgers' game and watching the new Pixar movie tonight."
Dean gave his son permission to spend the night over at Chuck and Sam's place. Fifteen minutes later the newlyweds were left alone in the apartment. Castiel was in the middle of starting a new painting, when Dean circled his arms around his waist. The taller man pressed his chin over his left shoulder. "I can watch you all day doing this." One of his hands travelled down Castiel's torso. Cas' skin prickled.
"Dean, you're distracting me," he whispered huskily.
"That's the point," Dean said before biting Cas' earlobe and sucking it entirely in his mouth. His hand landed on Castiel's semi erection. "You're almost completely hard for me, you little slut." He rubbed Castiel's dick. The blue eyed man purred.
All of a sudden, incessant knocks were heard at the front door. "I'm going to kill whoever is at the fucking door!" Dean unwillingly disentangled himself from his husband. Cas adjusted his jeans.
Dean scowled as he opened the door. His frown grew larger, when he saw who the unwanted visitor was. "What the fuck are you doing here and why are you dressed like that?"
"Hello to you, too, Dean," Bela said as she barged inside. She wore old jeans, a mauve t-shirt and sneakers. Her always made up face bore no trace of make-up. Even Bela's hair was a mess. It resembled a messy rat's nest.
"What's going on? You never go out without being all dolled up." Dean crossed his arms and remained standing by the door.
"I need to talk to you and Cas. It's extremely important. My future depends on it." She bit a chipped fingernail.
"I don't think Cas wants to see you. You're his least favorite person."
"Please Dean…I need to get something off my chest."
Dean shook his head. "Babe, can you come out here for a moment please?!"
Castiel entered the living room. When his eyes landed on Bela, he dropped a paint brush. "What is she doing here?" He leaned against the wall; glaring daggers at her.
"There's something you need to know. I can't keep this secret any longer."
Dean walked towards his husband. "OK spill it already!"
Bela wrung her hands. She paced the floor. "I always had a crush on Dean since we started working on the show."
Castiel rolled his eyes. "I don't want to hear this."
"I was adamant in getting Dean's attention during the camping trip Bobby and Karen took us. I noticed something was going on between the two of you because Dean ignored me and was your constant shadow." She gazed at Castiel.
"Is this going anywhere?" Dean asked.
"The first night… after the girls fell asleep, I got out of the tent to search for you, Dean. I was going to join you in your sleeping bag. When I reached it you weren't there. I silently made my way around and received quite a shock upon seeing you and Cas being all lovey dovey in his sleeping bag."
"So you knew all along?" Dean was incredulous.
Bela nodded. "I hated Castiel so much for having you. I waited for the right time."
"Oh fuck no, you psycho bitch! I knew there was a reason why I never remembered anything that happened when we had sex." Dean left his spot against the wall. Castiel was frightened. Dean was beyond livid. His face was red as a jalapeno pepper. The Winchester stomped over to Bela and cornered her against the entertainment system. "You drugged me, didn't you?"
Bela swallowed hard and glanced at Dean's boots. "Answer me, you fucking evil slut?!"
"Yes, I slipped X in your drink while you went to the bathroom."
Castiel gasped. "That's basically rape."
Bela flinched. Dean was fighting himself not to hit his ex-wife. The bitch totally deserved it. "I overheard you and Cas talking during the show's wrap party. That's why I showed up when I did. I was hoping Cas would find us."
"Did you plan on getting pregnant on purpose? Was that part of your sick plan?" Cas asked.
Bela swallowed hard. "No, I guess since I had taken X, also, I forgot about using protection."
Dean slid down to the floor. "Adam can never find out how he was conceived. Poor kid will be scarred for life."
"He never stopped loving you, Castiel. The only time we had sex during our marriage he cried out your name."
Castiel strode next to the Brit. He slapped her hard across the cheek. Bela's head snapped to the side. His red hand print stood out against her porcelain complexion, He ran out. Dean stood up. "I never want to see your disgusting face ever again. Adam will no longer have any contact with you. I've been both mother and father to him for ten years. He doesn't need you now. Cas will be a great parent to him."
"Dean, I need you to call Dick and tell him I told you the truth."
"You fucking selfish bitch. That's why you came clean. Dick somehow found out about this and disowned you. What happened to your modeling money?"
"I blew it on clothes, travelling and coke."
"Fuck no! You're a drug addict, too. More reason for not allowing you near my son. Get the fuck out, Bela. If you ever show up around here I will press charges against you."
"Dean, please I'm destitute. My parents are dead and I have no one. Dick will take me back once you tell him I confessed and begged for your forgiveness."
"I don't recall you asking us for your forgiveness. Bela, leave before I do something I will end up regretting."
"Dean, I'll do anything please." Bela was going to kneel in front of him. Dean stopped her by grabbing her elbows.
"What you're going to do is leave right now. Have fun in skid row. Because of you I almost lost the love of my life. Me and Cas hated each other for a decade over your evil actions. How could you be such a monster?"
"I am sorry."
"Too little, too late" Dean shoved her out. He grabbed the Impala's keys and went to search for his husband.
Dean drove around the adjacent neighborhoods and found no sign of Castiel. He called Gabriel. The Trickster informed him Cas had just arrived at Balthy's place. Dean was on his way. He disobeyed all forms of traffic laws on his route. Twelve minutes later, he was knocking on Zar's front door.
"He's in the gym," Gabe told him. Dean nodded his thanks.
Dean entered quietly. Castiel sat Indian style over a yoga mat. His eyes were closed. Dean instantly noticed his body shook. He walked slowly towards his husband. Dean sat on the floor in front of him. Castiel opened his eyes. Tears rolled down his cheeks. "I stole the Che role from you in retaliation for you being unfaithful to me. Turns out that whore drugged you. I ruined your career. You needed the money so badly with Adam on the way."
"Hey, my career will be back on track with the show. I was still able to support my family. Hell I learned a new trade in auto mechanics. I can't say I blame you for having revenge. I would've done the same thing,"
"She stole ten years from us. We would be living in a big house with two or three kids by now if it weren't for her. I remember all the plans we made. We dreamed of having a huge front porch with a swing bench, where we would sit together once we were older."
Dean continued speaking for Cas. "Where we would watch sunsets together" Castiel's fingers dug into the mat. "I despise her for what she did but she gave me Adam. You and he are the best things to ever happen to me."
"I love you, Dean." Cas stretched out and was soon covering his husband's body.
"I love you more, my petite pomme." Dean kissed Castiel longingly. They started to erase all the hate and hurt they caused each other.
"I told Bela if she came sniffing around, I would press charges against her. Adam is better off without having her in his life. The bitch had the gall to tell me she uses coke."
"Adam confided in me, she barely spent time with him in London. Bela was too busy being the European version of Paris Hilton."
"God I hate her so damn much. Good thing about all of this is Dick disowned her and she is dirt poor. The bitch won't be able to fend for herself." Dean said.
Castiel hugged him hard. "Serves her right"
They left Zar's penthouse later in the evening. The couple decided to watch an action flick that had been plating in theatres for almost two months. Dean and Cas entered the empty screening room. No one was present besides them. The newlyweds sat on the last row. They missed the coming attractions due to a heavy make out session.
The two men stopped once the film started. It turned out to be a predictable and generic B rate action movie starring Jason Statham and Nicolas Cage. Dean wasn't a fan of Cage and Castiel either. Cas surprised his hubby by getting of his seat and straddling him. Dean's mouth was shaped like a giant O. Cas kissed him hard as he rubbed his dick against Dean's. Soon the two of them sported major wood.
Castiel quickly unzipped both of their jeans. Dean lowered his boxer briefs. Cas wasn't wearing any underwear. Dean smirked as they kissed. He held on to both of their engorged cocks and started stroking them hard. Castiel bit and sucked the Winchester's neck.
"Cas, I want to be inside you so badly, babe."
Castiel lowered his jeans. He put three of his fingers inside Dean's hot and moist mouth. Dean sucked hard on them. His tongue swirled around each digit. He released them with a pop, Castiel prepped himself. He moaned turning Dean on even more. Dean's hands gripped Cas' hipbones. Castiel seated himself in a position where it would be easy for his husband to fuck him. Dean slowly entered Cas' hot and tight ass. Castiel bit his lower lip hard as Dean filled him as much as possible.
He began to ride Dean. This was all the encouragement the hazel eyed actor needed to raise his hips. Castiel held on tight to the chair's arm rests as their lovemaking intensified. Their foreheads touched. Their eyes locked as they were both close to climax. Dean's mouth covered Cas' swollen lips right before they came together. Their loud moans were muffled. Castiel slid languorously against Dean's torso.
Dean whispered, "That was fucking amazing. I love being married to you." Castiel nodded.
The Winchester removed his outer shirt and wiped cum from both of their bodies. The movie ended and the two of them righted their appearance before any of the ushers came in. "We need to start coming to the movies more often," Cas suggested.
"Hell yeah, babe" Dean playfully slapped his husband's derriere on their way down the stairs.
The following Sunday was the premiere of Halos and Blood on HBO. The pilot aired right after True Blood. Dean and Castiel were too nervous to watch it. So they took Adam to the planetarium. Dean agreed to go due to the Led Zeppelin laser show. The trio arrived home at ten. Zar called to let them know the bar patrons where he watched the show at loved it. The ratings wouldn't be in until late Tuesday morning. The newlyweds were a bundle of nerves. The resurgence of both of their careers depended on the show's ratings. Dean was petrified of having to pose again for romance novels. Castiel would pursue a career in art if the show tanked.
Tuesday morning they made love in the shower and over the kitchen counter. Adam was off with Bobby and Karen for the day. The older couple surprised the boys with an impromptu visit. The Singers took Adam with them to the beach.
Dean was in the middle of licking maple syrup from Castiel's torso, when his cell rang. He brushed his tongue over one of Cas' nipples. "Ignore the phone"
"We'll continue where we left off," Dean promised. He answered the call. "Hello"
"Good morning, darling," Balthy spoke in a serious tone.
"Oh shit, Zar are the ratings in?" Dean gulped hard. Castiel sat on the counter.
"Yes, and I'm afraid you're not going to like what I'm about to say."