Missing Pictures 7/7
Title: Missing Pictures 7/7
Rating: PG
Pairings and Characters: Dean/Castiel, mentions of their family
Spoilers/Warnings: none I can think of
Word Count: ~500 (this chapter), ~21,000 total
Summary: A car accident leaves Dean and Castiel in bad shape, but when Castiel wakes up three months later with no memory of his life, Dean has to adjust and decide how much to tell Castiel and how much to leave him to learn again.
Notes: If I’d realized this would be this short I would’ve tagged it at the end of the other one. Oh well.
Previous
Dean woke up slowly. The room was dim with early morning sunrise and the covers were warm over him. The man next to him warmed him just as much. Castiel was sleeping quietly, curled up close to Dean.
He smiled and ran a hand through Castiel’s hair, making the man stir slightly. Dean leaned over and kissed him softly, running his hand over Castiel’s cheek.
Castiel made a small noise and cracked an eye open. He smiled at Dean, closing his eyes again. He didn’t want to get up yet.
“You know what today is?” Dean couldn’t keep the excitement out of his voice. Castiel laughed, keeping his eyes shut.
“I do.” He sighed happily when Dean kissed him again. His hands held Dean close so he could kiss him again. The kiss escalated quickly and Dean was on top of Castiel, hands tangling in his shirt.
Castiel broke the kiss and pushed Dean back a little. “Dean…”
“What?” He shifted above Castiel to keep his weight off him. “We have time.”
“Isn’t that breaking the tradition?”
“When have we ever been any kind of traditional?” He laughed. “We already spent the night together and live together, so wedding tradition already broken.” He pushed down to kiss Castiel while he tried to protest.
“We still need to get ready.”
Dean hummed in mild agreement and kissed him again. “We have time.”
“Dean…” Castiel sighed, knowing he would give in soon. It was still only seven, they did have time. He wrapped his arms around Dean, pressing them together tightly. Yeah, they had plenty of time for this.
They left the house a few hours later. Dean hesitated before getting in the Impala. Castiel noticed the small fear in Dean’s eyes. He walked over and laid a hand on his shoulder.
“Everything okay?”
Dean looked at Castiel as memories of the accident surfaced. He couldn’t help but feel like it would happen again. He tried to smile and nodded. “I’m fine.”
Castiel could see what this was about. “Dean, it’s been a year since the accident. Just because we’re going to the same place, doesn’t mean anything. We’ll be fine and when we come home, we’ll be married.” He cupped Dean’s cheek and kissed him.
Dean felt a small comfort at Castiel’s words. It didn’t take all his nerves away for the drive over but it helped.
They were greeted at the courthouse by Sam and a very pregnant Jess. She was due in a couple months and Dean smiled widely when he was reminded of his approaching nephew. They all went inside where Dean’s parents were waiting for them.
The ceremony was short but enough to send Mary into tears. After signing the paperwork, they all headed to the hall where their friends were gathering for the reception Castiel and Sam had planned. Jo, Ellen, and Bobby greeted them with tight hugs and all seemed right with the world.
Dean and Castiel danced like drunk fools again as the night darkened. The reception lasted well after midnight and they had to force people to leave so the poor employees could clean up the room.
They fell through their front door laughing and already pulling off each other’s suit jackets. It was clumsy and they couldn’t stop laughing, but they managed to make it to their room and tumble into bed together.
Dean lifted Castiel’s hand and kissed his ring, eyes shining happily. “I love you, Cas.”
Castiel smiled. “I love you too, Dean.”
The End
Rating: PG
Pairings and Characters: Dean/Castiel, mentions of their family
Spoilers/Warnings: none I can think of
Word Count: ~500 (this chapter), ~21,000 total
Summary: A car accident leaves Dean and Castiel in bad shape, but when Castiel wakes up three months later with no memory of his life, Dean has to adjust and decide how much to tell Castiel and how much to leave him to learn again.
Notes: If I’d realized this would be this short I would’ve tagged it at the end of the other one. Oh well.
Previous
Dean woke up slowly. The room was dim with early morning sunrise and the covers were warm over him. The man next to him warmed him just as much. Castiel was sleeping quietly, curled up close to Dean.
He smiled and ran a hand through Castiel’s hair, making the man stir slightly. Dean leaned over and kissed him softly, running his hand over Castiel’s cheek.
Castiel made a small noise and cracked an eye open. He smiled at Dean, closing his eyes again. He didn’t want to get up yet.
“You know what today is?” Dean couldn’t keep the excitement out of his voice. Castiel laughed, keeping his eyes shut.
“I do.” He sighed happily when Dean kissed him again. His hands held Dean close so he could kiss him again. The kiss escalated quickly and Dean was on top of Castiel, hands tangling in his shirt.
Castiel broke the kiss and pushed Dean back a little. “Dean…”
“What?” He shifted above Castiel to keep his weight off him. “We have time.”
“Isn’t that breaking the tradition?”
“When have we ever been any kind of traditional?” He laughed. “We already spent the night together and live together, so wedding tradition already broken.” He pushed down to kiss Castiel while he tried to protest.
“We still need to get ready.”
Dean hummed in mild agreement and kissed him again. “We have time.”
“Dean…” Castiel sighed, knowing he would give in soon. It was still only seven, they did have time. He wrapped his arms around Dean, pressing them together tightly. Yeah, they had plenty of time for this.
They left the house a few hours later. Dean hesitated before getting in the Impala. Castiel noticed the small fear in Dean’s eyes. He walked over and laid a hand on his shoulder.
“Everything okay?”
Dean looked at Castiel as memories of the accident surfaced. He couldn’t help but feel like it would happen again. He tried to smile and nodded. “I’m fine.”
Castiel could see what this was about. “Dean, it’s been a year since the accident. Just because we’re going to the same place, doesn’t mean anything. We’ll be fine and when we come home, we’ll be married.” He cupped Dean’s cheek and kissed him.
Dean felt a small comfort at Castiel’s words. It didn’t take all his nerves away for the drive over but it helped.
They were greeted at the courthouse by Sam and a very pregnant Jess. She was due in a couple months and Dean smiled widely when he was reminded of his approaching nephew. They all went inside where Dean’s parents were waiting for them.
The ceremony was short but enough to send Mary into tears. After signing the paperwork, they all headed to the hall where their friends were gathering for the reception Castiel and Sam had planned. Jo, Ellen, and Bobby greeted them with tight hugs and all seemed right with the world.
Dean and Castiel danced like drunk fools again as the night darkened. The reception lasted well after midnight and they had to force people to leave so the poor employees could clean up the room.
They fell through their front door laughing and already pulling off each other’s suit jackets. It was clumsy and they couldn’t stop laughing, but they managed to make it to their room and tumble into bed together.
Dean lifted Castiel’s hand and kissed his ring, eyes shining happily. “I love you, Cas.”
Castiel smiled. “I love you too, Dean.”
The End