I made my way back to the main room and got Sam's bourbon poured right before he walked in. His hair was wet, guess he needed to do a bit more than get the taste of Crowley out of his mouth. Cas had the kids asleep on the floor with pillows under their heads and blankets over them. He was working on Cecilia, his eyes were closed, his finger touching her forehead, fully intent on rearranging her brain.

I never liked watching that so I handed Sam the glass, had him follow me into the kitchen and filled him in on everything but the cruise. I wanted to tell him and Cas about that at the same time and it had to be the right time. Cas wasn't going to be in the mood to hear about it while the kids were still with us.

Sam downed his bourbon, nodded and set the glass down, "Yeah, not too keen on the memory wipe but I understand why. Good to hear that Roy's handling things well." There was a pretty serious look of pride on his face.

"Seems you taught him well," I said.

"Well, I learned from the best, glad to know I can pass it along."

"Yeah, we both did." There'd been plenty of times that I'd wished Bobby was still around so I could have him over to Coyote's place. He did say I should marry her, funny how things turn out. I just hope he'd managed to see some of it from whatever his Heaven was.

"So, next move?"

"Follow Cas to the bus stop, make sure the kids get off okay, wait for Coyote and the rest to get back."

He downed the drink and studied me, not just with his eyes either, there was this odd pulling sensation on the pack bond that made me dizzy for a second. "What the hell?" I asked.

"I don't know, I was just trying to get a read on you. Didn't mean to make anything happen." I could tell he was processing something, "You're not just calm because you're pushing the freakout off for later are you?"

"Meaning?" Yeah, I really wasn't liking how accurate that statement was.

"This.." he waved his hands in the air between us, "you like knowing that Coyote and I can't be killed all that easily now."

"Can't see how it's a bad thing."

"So, the fact that not only do we not live normal lives as humans, but now we're not even human doesn't bother you in the least?"

"Hey, if we find a way to fix this where we don't die, I'm all for it." As soon as I said it this feeling of utter wrongness hit me.

His eyes narrowed instantly, "You're lying."

Shit, well, this was going to get complicated. I didn't say anything, we just stared at each other for a minute. "All right fine, yes this turn of events has some pretty nice upsides. However, I don't expect everyone to agree with me. So, if we find a way to fix it, I won't necessarily be all in, but if everyone else wants out, then fine, we go back to human. Look, Death said Fenris is on the up and up, the other wolves didn't seem all fucked up once we got them away from Mairyn. The full moon is three days away, Coyote and the rest will be back by then, we can see how the moon affects us. If it doesn't make us go rabid I'm not really seeing much reason to panic."

He shook his head, "Dean, we could live forever, or at least a few hundred years. How are we going to keep that a secret? I mean, I'd have to quit hunting at some point. Hunters will sure as hell notice even if no one else does." He wasn't exactly panicking, but he was definitely worried.

I shrugged, "Fake our deaths, move, I don't know. Hadn't really thought that far ahead. We've got probably ten or so years before that's a real problem. Plenty of time to figure it out or find a cure. It's not like we don't have the resources to go completely off the grid between you and Felicity. Sam, we've lived our whole lives off the grid, this would just be more of the same."

That pissed him off, "No, it's not!"

Then it hit me, stupid of me not to think of it earlier, "Nothing says you have to leave what you've been building here tomorrow. We've got time to figure this out and I'm not saying I won't work to fix this, all I'm saying is that it seems that for once, a fucked up thing may not be all that bad. That's it. I swear."

"Sam? Dean?" Cas called out, "They're ready. I'll start getting them into my car."

"Sounds good Cas," I called back without taking my eyes off Sam, "We'll be there in a second."

"All right."

"Look, I get it, I do," I told him, "I get how the hunters have become family for you, how much time you've put into getting them to trust you, listen to you. You're freaked about what will happen if they find out, but come on man. We admitted to starting the end of the world and they still backed you, backed us. They all know shit happens, they knew we were up against something crazy. The ones that are worth knowing will stick with you."

He looked away, "Let's go help Cas."

He's not usually the one that cuts a conversation off, "Sam.."

"Later. Let's get these kids back home."

I let it go, for now. We got the kids settled into Cas' car and followed him. We stayed back once he got to the bus station, woke them up, said whatever he had to to get them on the bus and on their way home. I don't think either Sam or I really wanted to know the details. We'd had our heads messed with enough by angels, demons and witches among other things over the years to want to know all that much about what had happened. The kids were safe, at least as safe as we could make them. That was all that mattered.

Cas got back into his car once he made sure they'd gotten tickets and called home. He drove past us without a word and headed back to the Bunker. I called Coyote as we followed him home and told her the kids were fine. She said they'd narrowed down the possible culprit pictures and would have everything handled tomorrow if all went well. She was aware of the upcoming lunar cycle too and wanted to be away from the public with Cas near at hand if we wolfed out with no way to stop it.

Once the three of us got back inside I decided to just come out with it. I had a feeling that once Coyote, Roy and Oliver got back the focus would shift to other things. "Sit down you two, let's talk."

Cas gave me an odd look but did as I asked. Sam sat across from him and two sets of eyes focused on me. "Sam, you kind of already know about this, Cas listen up." I took a deep breath, "Before this whole Fenris thing happened Coyote and I had a long talk. We're basically engaged," Hadn't expected saying it to make me feel that good, but it did. "After Sam called and told us about Gordon, I made a promise to her. I said if we made it through, her and I would go on a cruise to celebrate. We both needed something good to focus on to come back to hunting, especially me."

I hadn't seen Cas smile like that in a few years, "Congratulations Dean!" He actually got up and hugged me. "You more than deserve to be happy!"

Even though Sam already knew, in a roundabout way, he still got a huge grin on his face and the sense of joy coming from him almost knocked me off my feet. "Dude, you already knew."

"No, I knew you had told her how much she meant to you, not that it was official. Wait, you have asked her right? You know how women get about guys assuming things."

"Didn't really have to ask, she was the one that called it a declaration of intent."

Sam threw his head back and laughed, "Yeah, I can see that. She's always been good at calling you out on your shit."

"One reason I love her."

"This calls for some drinks then," he said. He started to get up but I stopped him.

"Hang on." He froze midway to standing, then slowly sank back down. "I'm just going to be blunt here, Cas, you need some serious help, you're way beyond depressed and Sam? That thing you couldn't quite hide from me, we've both felt shit like that for way too long. I know it's got to hurt you on some level to see Coyote and I together.."

He looked like I'd slapped him, "Dean, no...wait a minute."

I held my hand up, "Let me finish. I know you're not jealous in that way, trust me. It's a third wheel, memories of back then and being alone here thing. You've got a lot more time to think now that I'm not around. I picked up on it way before the pack bond happened, but when I felt what you were feeling I understood it a lot better. We, all of us, need to get away from reality for a bit. Cas, starting now, and I am dead serious about this, the Bunker and Coyote's house, they are your homes. Any time you want to come see Coyote and I, you're welcome, just like Sam is. Screw Heaven, screw the angel collective. This is where you belong. This is where you've always belonged, right next to Sam and I. I want you to come on the cruise with us. She already said she's fine with it. She knows how much you mean to Sam and I."

I never thought I'd shock Cas speechless, I could have sworn there were tears in his eyes. He completely lost all that divine awkwardness and looked wholly human and stunned.

"And you," I pointed at Sam, "You need a vacation, I've had a year off and it's done me a shit ton of good. I know you've had more downtime but it's not the same as getting the hell away from everything hunting related. Plus, a lot of that downtime was you keeping an eye on me, at least it was until the last couple of months. I'm good now Sam, more than good. Thanks to you fighting for me, keeping me sane. Time to take care of yourself, so, family Alaskan cruise. Coyote and I were looking at some the other day, we'll cover it. Everyone good with that?"

If there had been crickets in the Bunker that's all I would have been hearing.