Sorry this took so long, but I started watching Sons of Anarchy... and I kind... of... didn't stop until halfway through season three. Getting real tired of Jax's shit, yo. (If you watch it, please don't spoil anything for me. xD )

Anyway... story time. Go. Read. Enjoy!

Dean parked his car behind the fire house in his usual spot like he does every Sunday morning. This was the last place he wanted to be – for a couple of reasons. For one, he left a naked and thoroughly fucked Cas back home in his bed. They were like kids with a new toy. They hadn't stopped having sex since Friday night. Then, there was his face which looked like shit. He knew his coworkers were going to ask questions and he wasn't exactly sure what he was going to say. He didn't want to lie about Cas, but he wasn't sure he was ready to deal with the aftermath telling the truth would cause.

Dean took a deep breath. He couldn't very well sit in his car until his shift was over. He had to go to work. He grabbed his bag and headed inside. Daniel Elkins was the first one to see him. He was stocking the truck when Dean stepped through the door.

"Whoa! What happened to you?"

"Bar fight," Dean replied, hoping he didn't press for more details.

"Well, it's not the first."

Dean chuckled at Daniel. He and Daniel had worked together since Dean started. He knew all about Dean's past. It's not like there was much to know. Benny and Dean just had a… tendency to get into fights when they were out drinking at Harvelle's. Playing pool only entertained Benny for so long.

Dean walked on past Daniel and headed upstairs. Roy and Walt Wesson were sitting at the table with Martin Creaser. "Damn, what happened to your face, princess?" Walt asked him.

Dean rolled his eyes. Being pretty for a guy was a never ending battle around the fire station. "Bar fight," Dean replied, walking past them and towards the sleeping area to deposit his bag.

"Wait a second!" Walt demanded. He wanted details. "What were you fighting over this time?"

Dean stopped walking. He tried to find some way to spin the truth, but he couldn't think of anything in the few seconds he was given. He turned around and found Daniel, Carl Bates, and Lee Chambers walking into the commons area. Everyone was here. He took a deep breath.

"Some guys were talking shit about Cas. So, I took care of it."

Lee Chambers chuckled. He could put two and two together. Dean's face was busted up and someone was talking shit about his girlfriend, must've been a fight.

"So what's this chick like?" Lee asked. "Must be pretty serious if you're going to fight over her."

Dean looked at each of them, worrying his lip between his teeth. This wasn't going to go over well. What a way to start the week, Dean thought. "He's tall, good looking, nerdy. Real great guy."

Dean waited. The room was so quiet a pin could have dropped ten counties over and they would've heard it. The silence seemed to go on forever as the group of men exchanged looks. Dean turned to leave, hoping maybe he could just slip away and they wouldn't notice, but Roy stopped him dead in his tracks.

"You mean you're a fucking faggot?"

Dean hated that word. He hated it a lot. He turned back around to Roy, trying to keep the anger that was boiling at the surface right where it was. It wouldn't do anyone any good if he killed a man. "Man, you have a lot of tact there, Roy. You don't just call people that. Just like we don't call you inbred piece of shit."

Roy got to his feet, but Daniel stepped up. "Alright, alright. We're grown men, you two. Enough with the name calling."

Roy laughed at Dean. It wasn't a joyous laugh, but more of an I'm-gonna-beat-your-ass kind of laugh. Dean grinned at him. It wasn't a happy grin, but more of a bring-it-on-you-ugly-son-of-a-bitch grin. Dean knew this wasn't the last he'd get from Roy – or Walt, if the look on the younger sibling's face had anything to say.

"What are you going to do about this, Chief?" Walt asked. "I'm not sleeping in the same room with that… with Dean," he said, correcting himself as he remembered what Daniel had said about the name calling.

Daniel frowned at Walt. "It's not like he's got the plague, you idiot. If you got a problem with the sleeping arrangements around here, there's the goddamn couch," he told him as he rolled his eyes and headed back downstairs.

Dean took that as his opportunity to leave the room. He walked into the sleeping quarters and tossed his bag at the foot of his bed and pulled out his phone. He sent Cas a text: Secrets out… This should be a fun week…

He decided to make the best of his situation and get his chores done early, using his anger to fuel him.

^O^

Dean wasn't sure if it was a good thing or a bad thing, but he had all of Sunday to himself. None of his coworkers spoke to him. Once he was finished with his chores, he hid away in the offices downstairs and spent the day messaging Cas. Cas was upset about the whole thing. He hated that Dean was going through that after the great weekend they had with one another. Cas made sure Dean's house was spotless before he left Sunday. It would do little good now, but he knew that Dean would really like coming home to that. He felt like a house wife as he vacuumed Dean's living room. And that just made him laugh.

When Monday rolled around, Dean woke up to his phone ringing. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand beside his bed and quickly walked out. He didn't want to wake up the guys that were asleep in there with him. He didn't recognize the number, but he answered it anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Dean. Did I wake you?"

"Yeah, who's this?"

"The bearer of good news, Dean," the man said on the other end.

Dean recognized the voice then. "Rufus, hey man. Please tell me I got it."

"You did. Congratulations, Marshal Winchester. You start in exactly three weeks."

"Fuck yeah!" Dean cheered. "Thanks, man. This is great!"

"I'll see you soon, Dean."

Rufus hung up and Dean looked down at the phone blinking that the call had ended. He looked at the time and saw that it was eight. He knew Cas was working, but he had to call him and tell him. He took his phone into the bathroom when he noticed that Roy and Walt were asleep in the living room. At least he didn't have deal with their snoring.

He locked the door behind him and called Cas. The phone rang three times and Dean was prepared to leave a message, but Cas answered. "Hey, what's up? Everything okay?"

"Everything's great, babe. I just got a call from Rufus. I got the job."

"Dean, if I could scream right now, I would. I'm standing out in the hall. I'm going to call you back at lunch okay. I want all the details."

Dean chuckled. "Sure thing."

"I love you."

"I love you, too."

Dean hung up the phone and proceeded to make the same call to his mother and brother, letting them know the good news as well. He was so excited. He walked out of the bathroom and back over to his bed. He pulled on a shirt and headed downstairs. Daniel hardly ever slept and when he wasn't upstairs, he was downstairs in the offices.

"Hey, Dean. Didn't expect to see you up this early. Everything okay?"

"Yeah, everything's fine. I'm, uh, I got another job."

Daniel leaned back in his big, leather chair. "So then everything's not okay."

Dean chuckled. "Everything's fine, Daniel. Seriously. I'm just thinking about my future and I think it's better that I have a job where I'm not gone four days out of the week."

"So, then you're serious about this boy?"

Dean got nervous all of the sudden. Daniel always felt like a father to him – not that he needed one, but that was always their relationship. He felt like he was telling his parents he was bi all over again. "Yeah, I am."

Daniel smiled at him. "Alright. I'll get all your paperwork together. I'm going to miss ya, Dean."

Dean smiled back at him. "Thanks, Daniel. I'm going to miss this, too."

Dean went back upstairs to his bed and laid back down. He was too excited to sleep, so he thought about all the fun he was going to have with evenings and weekends off, how he was going to be able to sleep with Cas every night and wake up to him every morning, how he was going to be able to have that happy little life he always wanted, yearned for. Things were finally falling into place and Dean was excited to start living.

^O^

Dean smiled as he felt soft lips against his neck. He loved it when Cas woke up before he did, simply because Cas would wake him up with kisses. Or a hand job. And there was that blow job that one time. Dean hummed happily as he felt Cas run his nose along his jawline. It had been a week and a day since they told one another they loved each other – and they haven't stopped saying it since.

"Good morning," Cas mumbled against Dean's neck as he pulled himself closer to Dean's side.

"So far, so good," Dean replied, making Cas chuckle.

"I could make it better," Cas said, running his hand down Dean's chest.

Dean wasn't going to argue with him. "You always seem to find a way."

Cas chuckled again, wrapping his hand around Dean's cock. He ran his hand up and down Dean's growing erection a few times, but stopped the second Dean's phone started ringing. Dean groaned. "I thought we were past this."

"Answer the phone," Cas said, pulling away from Dean and getting out of bed. "I'll go make coffee."

"No, wait. Stay. I'll make it quick."

Cas chuckled as he walked out of Dean's room naked. "Answer the phone, Dean."

Dean groaned as he grabbed his phone off the nightstand. He rolled his eyes as he read Sam's name on his screen. "This had better be good."

"Why can't you just ever greet me with a hello?"

"Because you have this problem with cockblocking me."

Sam sighed. "We've got a problem, Dean."

"What? What's wrong?" Dean asked as he sat up in bed.

"Haley is in her room crying. Her friend, Molly, didn't invite her to the birthday party she's having today. Molly mentioned it to her at school Friday and Jess called her parents this morning to let them know the invite got lost in the mail… but they never sent one."

Dean paused. He felt sick because he already knew the answer to the question he was about to ask. "Why not?"

Sam took a second to answer. He didn't want to tell Dean, but his daughter was in her bedroom crying because her best friend's parents were dickbags. "Because… her uncle is gay."

"Shit… Fucking Roy and Walt…" Dean swore at Molly's uncles.

"We didn't tell her."

"What did you tell her?"

Sam sighed. "That she and Molly can't be friends anymore."

"Because that's better…" Dean sighed. "I'm coming over there. Tell her Cas and I are going to come get her."

"Dean…"

"I'm serious, Sam. This is my fault. I'm not going to let her lay in bed all day crying," Dean said before hanging up on Sam.

"What's going on?" Cas asked as he walked back into the bedroom and sat beside Dean.

"Molly's parents are dicks. Molly had a birthday party today that Haley didn't get invited to because I'm gay," he told Cas as he got out of bed and stormed into the bathroom. "We're going to go get her. I don't want her to suffer because of me."

Cas walked into the bathroom. He stepped up behind Dean, who was turning on the shower, trying to get it hot enough. He wrapped his arms around his boyfriend and pressed a kiss to the back of his neck. "Dean, she's not suffering because of you, or me, or our sexuality. She's suffering because there are people out there that have a problem with it. She's suffering because Molly's parents are narrow minded assholes. This is not your fault."

Dean turned around in Cas' arms, pulling Cas tight against him. He sighed, pressing his forehead against Cas'. "Thank you, Cas."

Cas pressed his lips against Dean's, kissing him softly. "You're welcome," he whispered against them. "Come on," he told him as he pulled back to look into Dean's eyes. "Let's go get Haley. I have an idea."

^O^

When Cas and Dean walked into Sam and Jess' house, they found Haley coloring at the coffee table and Sam and Jess watching her. Haley looked up and smiled at Dean. She got up and walked over to him. He picked her up and kissed her cheek. "How are you doing, Twitterbug?"

She gave him a brave smile but tears came to her eyes. She just shrugged. Cas laid his hand on her back, making her look at him. "Hey, Haley," he greeted her. "I think I might have something that will make you feel better."

"You do?" she asked softly, shakily.

"It's a surprise. You're going to have to come with us."

"You want to hang out with us, sweetheart?" Dean asked her. His heart was breaking just looking at her puffy eyes and red nose.

She just nodded her head. Dean set her down. "Go get your shoes on. We'll get going when you're ready."

Haley walked to her room. Dean missed her excitement. She was always hyper and happy, now she was just sad and Dean hated it. Jess walked over to Dean and Cas, hugging them. "Thank you, guys. She really needed this."

"Yeah," Sam agreed. "I just don't want you thinking this is your fault, though, Dean," Sam said. "It's not."

"That's what everyone keeps saying, but if I'd just kept my mouth shut until I could get out of the station, this wouldn't be a problem."

Sam frowned angrily. "So, you're just going to live a lie until you get out in the three weeks? You shouldn't fucking have to!"

"Sam!" Jess reprimanded him. Haley could hear him.

"No, I'm serious! You shouldn't have to hide the fact that Cas is a guy. This is fucking stupid and I'm tired of this being an issue! Who cares if they're both guys?! What does it matter?!" Sam asked, demanding answers from no one and any one at the same time. He stormed out of the living room and out the backdoor.

Jess sighed. "He's been fuming ever since that fight at Harvelle's. He was getting over it until this happened."

"Maybe I should go talk to him," Dean said.

Jess shrugged. "I don't think it's going to do any good, but you can try."

Dean squeezed Cas' arm, silently telling him he'd be right back before walking out the backdoor. Sam was sitting on the steps leading off the back porch with his head in his hands. Dean sat beside him. "Can't remember the last time I saw you that angry. You're usually the calm one. This is kind of strange."

Sam chuckled. "I'm – I didn't mean to holler like that."

Dean shrugged. "It happens."

"I'm just so angry, Dean. I'm so sick of this – of society deeming homosexuality some disgusting evil thing. Who does it hurt if you're in love with a man? No one. It hurts no one. You aren't doing anything wrong. But people want to threaten Cas' job and start fights with you and take their bigoted hatred out on my daughter all because they're – they're fucking assholes!"

Dean smiled proudly at Sam. He was happy to have his baby brother on his side, but he hated that it was doing this to him. "Sammy, you can't let them get to you. If it gets to you, then they win. No matter what they say or do or don't do, Cas and I are still going to be together. You're going to run into idiots no matter what you do. You just have to work around them and move on. I hate that this is affecting Haley, but she's nine. There's a good chance when she's our age these friends she has won't even be around. I want her to have what we had growing up, but I only want her to have it if she can get the friends we got out of the deal. Get her a dog. It'll make the both of you happy."

"I don't want a dog, Dean."

Dean nodded. "Sure you don't, Sammy. Look, take a breather. You and Jess get away. It's Saturday. Go do something. Cas and I will take care of Haley."

"What's the surprise?"

"If I tell you, it'll spoil it."

Sam frowned at his older brother. "It's her surprise…"

Dean smiled and got up, patting Sam on the back. "Go have some fun, Sammy."

He walked back in the house to find Haley giving Jess a goodbye hug and kiss. "Ready, Freddy?"

"Ready, Freddy!" Haley answered back as Dean scooped her up.

He gave Jess a hug. "I told Sam to take you some place fun. Make him take you some place fun, Jess," he told her before kissing her forehead.

"I will, Dean."

Jess and Cas hugged before they left. Once everyone was in the car, Haley finally asked, "Where are we going?"

"You'll see, Haley," Cas told her. "It'll only take a few more minutes."

Haley didn't ask again. She stared out the window as Dean drove over to Charlie and Gilda's house. "You want some tunes, Twitterbug?"

She caught Dean's eyes in the rearview mirror and just shook her head. Dean knew she needed an explanation. Just telling her she couldn't be Molly's friend anymore wasn't going to cut it. She needed more information. She might not understand what he's telling her, but he had to tell her. "So, what did your mom and dad say about Molly?"

"Mommy just told me it was better that I wasn't Molly's friend anymore."

Cas frowned at Dean, placing his hand on Dean's leg, shaking his head slightly. He didn't think Dean needed to have this conversation with Haley, but Dean wasn't listening. He squeezed Cas' hand and pressed on. "That's it? They didn't tell you why?"

"No."

"Are you and Molly best friends?" Haley nodded. "Are you going to try to still be friends with her at school?"

Haley looked between Dean and Cas. She realized if she said no, and Cas caught her talking with her, she knew she'd be busted. She wouldn't be able to sneak a friendship behind her parents back with Cas watching her. This made her cry again. Thankfully, Dean was pulling into Charlie and Gilda's driveway at that point. Dean put the car in park and got out, opening the backdoor and pulling his crying niece into his arms. "Hey, listen to me, okay?" Haley looked up at her uncle. "I'm going to try and explain this to you, okay? You might not get it, but you deserve to know. Molly's parents don't like me and Cas."

"Why?"

"Because Cas is my boyfriend. They think Cas and me loving each other is wrong."

"Why is it wrong?" Haley asked, confused. She didn't get it at all. If people loved each other, they were supposed to get married.

"Because some people believe that guys shouldn't love guys and girls shouldn't love girls," Cas tried to help. He might not have agreed with it before, but seeing the little girl in front of him crying broke him.

"Why?" she asked again, still confused.

"It's just how some people think. It's what they believe. It's what they were taught," Dean tried to explain.

Cas knelt down beside Haley and Dean. "It's like cats and dogs. You're taught to believe that cats are supposed to be with cats and dogs with dogs, but sometimes, cats want to be with dogs. It's not that it's wrong, it's just different and people aren't used to it."

Dean frowned at Cas. "I don't know, dude. That's getting into different species. At least we're both human…"

"Dean…"

"I'm just saying."

"You aren't helping."

"I get it," Haley said. Cas looked pointedly at Dean, causing Dean to roll his eyes. "They're scared."

Dean nodded. "They are."

"I feel sorry for them," Haley said softly. "If you love Mr. Novak, then you should be able to be with him. I don't want to be friends with someone that doesn't want you to be with him."

Cas smiled happily at Haley. Dean nodded. "That should go for any two guys – or girls." Haley nods. "And you need to find out what Molly thinks. Just because her parents don't like us doesn't mean she doesn't."

"But Mommy and Daddy said…"

"Don't worry about what they said," Cas told her. "I won't tell if you and Molly are still friends at school, Haley."

Haley smiled at her teacher. "Thank you, Mr. Novak."

"So are you ready for your surprise now?"

Haley nodded happily. Dean could tell that she was starting to feel better. The bright happy smile on his niece's face made his heart swell. It was time to put his twitterbug back in a better mood. He picked her up and Cas shut the backdoor to the Impala. Once inside, Cas announced they were there, calling out for Charlie and Gilda.

Charlie met them in the living room. "So, this must be the lucky girl."

"Haley, this is Mr. Novak's sister, Charlie," Dean said as he set her down. Gilda walked in, making Dean point to her. "And that's Charlie's girlfriend, Gilda."

Haley looked up at Dean. "Like cats and dogs?"

Dean smiled down at her. "Yup!"

Haley walked up to Charlie. "I don't think that's weird."

Charlie frowned up at Dean. "We kind of had to explain homosexuality to her. It's a long story." Dean motioned to his niece, "It's a compliment," he clarified.

Charlie knelt down in front of her and smiled. "Thank you. You're a good person, Haley." Haley smiled back at her. "And you know what I do for good people?" Haley shook her head. "I turn them into princesses!"

Haley gasped. "Really?"

Charlie nodded. "Gilda and I are going to make you a dress!"

Haley cheered and jumped up and down clapping. "What do we say to Charlie and Gilda, Haley?" Dean reminded her.

"Thank you! Thank you so much!" she said, throwing herself at Charlie and hugging her.

Charlie laughed as the nine year old tackled her to the ground. Once they were back on their feet, they got started taking measurements and picking out different types of material to use on the dress. Cas and Dean helped her as best as they could. They had no experience being princesses, but she still wanted their help. It took them all day to get it done, but by eight o'clock that night, Haley was dining on pizza in a very beautiful blue and green princess dress.

Dean smiled at Haley. "How would you like to go act like a princess?"

Haley's eyes got really big. "Where?!"

"Charlie and Gilda play this game where you act like people. Charlie is a queen and Gilda is a magical fairy. I think Queen Charlie might need a successor," Dean said, winking at Charlie.

Charlie nodded. "I do, Haley. Would you like to come play with us?"

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Haley said, almost dropping her pizza.

"I'll make you a mini dress like mine. Do you want to see it?"

"Yeah!"

"That should be Yes, your highness," Charlie corrected her.

Haley giggled and sat up straighter. "Yes, your highness," she said in a serious tone.

Charlie smiled at her and motioned for her to follow her. "Come on, Princess."

Charlie and Gilda took Haley into the back room to show her the dress. Dean smiled at Cas. "I think we did good."

Cas nodded, smiling back at Dean. "I agree."

Dean leaned towards Cas, kissing him under his ear. "Maybe I can get them to make you a prince outfit."

"And what would you be?"

Dean leaned towards Cas again, kissing him in the same place as he gripped his inner thigh. "Your man servant."

Cas chuckled and pushed his hand away. "We don't want to scar her, we just fixed her."

"You just wait until we get back home. I think I need to kneel before my prince," he mumbled against Cas' neck.

Cas reached up and pushed Dean's face away. "You just wait until we get home. Jeez," Cas told him, making Dean throw his head back as he laughed at Cas.

And there ya go, kiddies. Chapter 16. I'd like to warn everyone that the story is coming to an end soon. It'll probably be an even twenty chapters. So... prepare yourselves, dears. Prepare yourselves.

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