May 2031
After months and months of meetings and negotiations Cas had gotten a book deal. Now, he sat at his desk, staring at his computer for a long time, not sure where he would begin. He glanced over and saw the picture of Dean smiling back at him. He had put it up there when he moved out of the house and into this apartment. There were too many memories at that place and staying there had been out of the question.
He glanced back and forth from his computer and the picture. He still missed his husband terribly but the grief had become a little easier to handle.
As he looked over the picture again, an idea hit him. He began to write:
They met on a cold winter night in a house that was a bit old and a bit rusty, though the conditions didn't stop the owners from having a party...
June 2033
It had been two years since he had published his novel. He was at the bookcon event in New York when another writer named Samandriel came up to him and asked him to sign his book. He agreed and in return asked Samandriel to sign his book. And later over coffee, he found out that he and Samandriel had a lot in common. They stayed in touch and started to date but they took it slow as Cas was still not ready for anything serious.
One day, as they sat on a bench in the park enjoying a lovely summer day, Cas suddenly said, "I had a husband. His name was Dean."
Samandriel took Cas's hand into his and smiled gently at Cas. "Tell me about him."
And so, he did.
June 2035
Eventually their relationship became serious and they moved in together. And two years later, they welcomed a kid into their life, who they named Dean.