A/N A fluffy New Year themed one this week. Enjoy!

The sound of voices reverberating from the high stone walls made the cavernous bunker feel warm and full. Dean looked around at the little get-together that he and Sam had planned for New Years. When they were all in one room together, Dean realised how small his dysfunctional little family really was. There was only Garth and his wife, Jody and Alex, Sam, and Cas, all gathered together around the large table.

He smiled when he thought back to a time when he would have killed half the people in this room on sight because they were monsters. But after ten years, his outlook had changed dramatically. Just because Garth and his wife were werewolves didn't make them monsters, and being human didn't make Dean a good person.

Sometimes he wished things were still as simple as they had been when he and Sammy were hunting Shifters and looking for their father, but when he looked over to his brother - who was laughing at something Jody had just said - he felt almost content for the first time in a long time. Sure, things could be terrible, people had died, they were never going to live a safe or peaceful life, but the little moments like this almost made it all worthwhile.

Pulling himself from his thoughts, Dean twisted open another beer and walked over to Cas who was standing slightly outside the rest of the group.

"You're drinking beer?" Dean asked, looking at the bottle in Cas's hand.

"No, it tastes terrible, but people kept offering me a drink so I took one to make them stop." Dean smiled and took a sip from his own bottle. In the short silence, Dean felt the weight of all the things that were waiting to be said. But instead they just continued to make small-talk.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" Cas asked.

"Yeah," Dean said. "It feels good to celebrate something for once." He glanced to Cas who was watching him intently, standing, as ever, just slightly too close.

"Listen, Cas, I think we should talk."

"Hey, guys," Sam said, his deep voice rising above the rest. "Ten seconds to midnight!"

They all gathered around the TV, counting down to midnight. At zero, Garth turned and kissed Bess, Jody hugged Alex, and Cas walked straight up to Dean and planted a kiss on his lips. Dean was so startled that he could do nothing except stand there. He glanced around, but everyone else was so busy with their pleasantries that no one had noticed what had just happened. Cas stepped back from him and stared him straight in the eye, waiting for his reaction. The shock and surprise made it impossible for Dean to form any kind of sensible thought, so instead he had to rely completely on instinct. He grabbed Cas by the hands and pulled him back towards him.

"Happy New Year, Cas," he said, as he stood just an inch from his face. He could feel his slow, warm breath on his skin. He lifted the angel's face to his, with two fingers under his chin. Cas looked from Dean's eyes down to his lips.

"Happy New Year, Dean." Cas whispered. Dean caught his lips in his, resuming the kiss that had ended all too soon. He didn't notice the entire room fall silent.

"Holy balls," Garth said. Dean looked around and immediately felt uncomfortable under the gaze of the group, instinctively reaching out and taking Cas's hand. The long silence grew increasingly painful until it was finally broken by Sam who came up behind Dean, wrapped an arm around his neck and planted a big kiss on the side of his head.

"Dude!" Dean said, squirming away from his brother. He turned to look at him and was almost surprised to see a wide grin on his face. He looked delighted. Dean pulled him in to a hug, slapping him heartily on the back in an effort to make the whole gesture just a little more manly.

"Happy New Year, Sammy."

"You too, Dean," he said, grabbing Cas next and hugging him tightly. Cas looked startled for a second before smiling with relief.

"Can I say something?" Garth asked, walking over to Dean and putting his arm around him, drawing everyone's attention back towards him and Cas once again.

"I get the feeling you're going to anyway," Dean muttered.

"This is a room of misfits," he said loudly, gesturing dramatically to the group. "Two lycanthropes, an teenaged almost-vamp, an angel, Satan's vessel, Jody…"

"Hey!" she protested, but Garth continued.

"Every one of us has been judged for who we are and the things we have done. The world judges us every day, looks down on us, but not this man." He patted Dean on the chest and looked up at him with a strange expression of admiration and gratitude. "Sure, when he first met my family he wanted to kill them all, but he has never stopped caring about me or any of you." Dean was getting increasingly embarrassed. He could feel heat gathering in his cheeks as everyone watched him. "He deserves this same respect and acceptance in return. You shall not be judged here, my friend."

"Would you shut up?" Jody said from the back of the group. "Nobody gives a damn if he wants to do a dude." Sam and Alex laughed as Jody walked up to Dean. "I'm so glad you're happy," she said with a smile, taking his face in her hands and kissing him on the cheek. "And Bobby would be too." Dean nodded. He wanted to speak, but he knew his voice would crack, so instead he just returned the smile.

"So how long has this been going on?" Sam asked, seemingly unable to wipe the mischievous grin from his face.

"A couple of weeks," Dean said, clearing his throat. Sam laughed.

"More like a month," he said.

"You knew?"

"Of course I knew," said Sam. "I was just waiting until you wanted to tell me." Cas had turned away, standing a little behind Dean, immersed in conversation with Jody. Dean edged a little closer to his brother and asked,

"Is this a really stupid idea?"

"Finally acting on the fact that you're completely in love with Cas? No, I'd say that's a pretty good idea." Dean must have still looked worried because Sam added, "Are you happy?"

He glanced over to Cas who was talking cheerfully to Jody. Cas must have felt his gaze because he turned to Dean and smiled at him. Dean felt the last little speck of doubt vanish from him as he looked back to Sam. "I've never been happier."