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Destiel Chronicles

Vol. CXXIII

It was a love story from the very beginning

Missing Each Other

(15x06/15x07/15x08)

Hello my friends! We are still walking over the last Destiel breakup. I'm gonna talk in this meta about how they miss each other even when they're mad at each other. Because they're two dumbasses in love.

Remember this is a summary from my season 15 metas. You can find all the links from these episodes here: X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X, X and X.

Come Back Home

Previous episode we saw a visual reference that linked Dean with a fish. Now in episode 15x06 we have Castiel trying to catch a (hard) fish and walking around a fishing ship, mentioning Dean to let us know, the symbolism about that sneaking fish. Castiel misses him.

Another important visual element in this episode was the lady reading a book that pictures the Destiel breakup we are witnessing and writers are making it one of the centric topics.

I'm talking about the Destiel color coded lady, with a hint of pink (happiness)...

...reading a novel titled: "Lovers Quarrel".

An now, let's talk about the awkward Destiel phonecall.

Let me tell you that Dean didn't have to ask to talk with Castiel when he was speaking with the sheriff, but he did it anyway. Why? Because he missed Castiel.

Even so, he won't recognize it. Because he is still mad, and Castiel is still mad, then why is Dean asking for him?

Because he needed to scold him about not answering Sam's messages. Because Sam is messaging him, but Dean is not.

And then...

Look at this:

DEAN: Would you put my agent on the phone, please?

He can't lose the opportunity to talk with Cas.

SHERIFF ROY [handing the phone to Cas]: He wants to talk to you.

CASTIEL: Hello?

He wasn't happy about it, at all. As a parallel with that phonecall in season 14, in which Castiel said it was good to hear Dean's voice, this time it isn't.

DEAN: Cas. Sam's been trying to call you.

CASTIEL: I know.

DEAN: Did you check his messages?

CASTIEL: Nope.

Dean is behaving very childish here, and Castiel isn't checking the Winchester's messages, because he really wanted to move on from them, from Dean.

DEAN: Right. Smart. Why would you? Look, I don't know if you care or not, but, uh... God... Chuck... is back on the board, so watch yourself. And check your damn messages.

After this, Dean suddenly cut the call, and Castiel looks very upset about that. But thing about these words Dean told him has a hidden message:

And then... "Chuck is back in the game." Is the same as if Dean wanted to say HEY CAS YOU LEFT BECAUSE CHUCK WAS GONE, WELL, HE IS BACK, SO... YOU HAVE TO COME BACK BECAUSE CHUCK IS BACK. NOT BECAUSE I'M MISSING YOU SO MUCH AND I'M SO DEPRESSED SINCE YOU LEFT, BUT BECAUSE CHUCK IS BACK.

That's so Dean, right?

A miscellaneous point I repeated so many times in all my metas from this season was, Castieo was related to people dressing green and pink and Dean with people dressing blue and pink: THIS IS BECAUSE THEY'RE EACH OTHER'S HAPPINESS.

Another symbolic reference, this time related to Dean's behavior, it's the following piece of dialogue between Dean and Sam at the beginning of the scene:

DEAN: You know they still put, um, jokes on the backs of these things. Listen to this one... What's round and bad-tempered? "A vicious circle." (...)

This is self referencing over here, my friends, because is talking about how Dean is stuck in his toxicity, and his way to "solve" his problems and repress his feelings m is a vicious circle that never ends, and he's playing in the same line, and lying to himself. The bad temper, is a reflection of Toxic Dean, and he's trapped in this vicious circle, and he needs to MOVE ON to make things changing.

And because we had people moving in this episode, it's another symbolic analogy to what Dean must do to grow up.

Bi!Dean episode and Dean's attempt to fix things with Castiel

Episode 15x07 was full of Bi!Dean subtext.

Dean is praised by a male sheriff, and we had a waitress flirting with him. And Dean rejecting her all the time. Why? Because he behaves as a married guy, married with Castiel, if you know what I mean.

We had the whole bi flag lighting when Dean was singing on the stage, and this whole sexual tension with his old friend, Castiel's mirror.

Jumping from Bi!Dean to the Destiel breakup, we had this symbolic dialogue:

When Dean found the girl at the bar, he interrogates her, but Lee, his friend, called him, and the words he says: "She went without saying goodbye?" "Well, maybe she deserved it."

This was related to episode 15x03 when Castiel walked away from Dean. It felt as if he didn't say goodbye to Dean, 'but maybe Dean deserved it.'

Keeping the drama here, we had Castiel calling Dean the whole episode and Dean not answering the phone.

Castiel came back to the bunker because he had a plan, but when things doesn't work well, he calls Dean... A lot of times. But Dean didn't answer... Just like a cheating husband. Cas lost his temper and he even shouts WHERE ARE YOU!? At the phone.

Avoiding the whole Swayze's Bar and Rocky's Bar parallels you can find in my meta link on the top of this analysis, let's just go to the 'Lovers Quarrel scene and enjoy the failed attempt from Dean to fix things with Cas... à la Dean.

Gift credit @agusvedder

When Dean appeared at the bunker, Castiel's face is about surprise, relief, and a hint of heart eyes, Dean is acting as if nothing had happened between them, just like I expected to occur, because is his way to avoid things. But this time it won't work, because CAS recalls immediately Dean's hard words and the last call, and he recalls that THEY DIDN'T PART FRIENDS (this quote from episode 7x17 when they came back to see each other after the break up in season 6).

That's why I said Dean is trying to fix things à la Dean here, just acting as if nothing happened. It's the coward way to try to approach the love of your life.

Awkward, horrible and wonderful, Awkward silence. The romantic tension here! Even my dog saw it. This was deliberately written and performing to show what it is: ROMANTIC TENSION.

This was gold... because Dean's face is yelling: Uh, oh, wait, don't go, we still can chat a little... oh wait, right. Things are still bad... got it.

So, Cas changed his face, and he just threw a few words, and leaves, quickly. Dean senses this, and he just grimaced, okay... What did you expect, Dean? Things are not good. You need to use your words!

Imagine their hearts running fast, dry mouth, knowing they love each other so much and they missed each other so much. They're finally in the same room, but things are not good. Castiel is very hurt and Dean can't spell the magic words.

And now, it his wasn't enough Destiel pining for you... we had this last scene:

Gifset credit @agusvedder

Dean stares at Castiel, and Castiel feels that look, but he didn't look back at Dean. This is because Castiel is trying to show Dean how much he hurted him. The Destiel eye-fuck/eye-love making has been always their way of intimate communication. Well. Castiel cut it off here. Just like Dean did with that phonecall.

Time to Fix things. Time for Purgatory 2.0

The whole episode 15x08 showed how broken were Destiel. Dean and Castiel were shown in divided, separated, in all the frames.

We also had this...

Gif credit @agusvedder

Castiel didn't touch Dean to heal him FOR THE FIRST TIME. This scene was very meaningful to show things are not good.

We also had the scene with Rowena, in which they were sitting far away from each other, another empty seat in the middle, and Rowena noticing this, and obviously, giving that married couple a good speech. Almost yelling at them to fix their mess.

So, if Dean and Castiel had to fix their relationship, what better than go to Purgatory again. The place where Dean realized he was in love with Castiel. Because it was pure, and his feelings and thoughts alined into one spot: THE LOVE HE FEELS FOR THAT ANGEL.

After this scene, Dean and Castiel spoke with Michael, and did you know what Michael says in one of his lines?:

ADAM: What about 'I'm sorry'?

LEGENDARY MY FRIENDS! The whole Universe was yelling at Dean to use his words and ask for forgiveness to his angel, to fix things with him. That's why karma sent them back to Purgatory.

Miscellaneous: two things I want to point about Saileen: they were mirroring Destiel the whole time, even the goodbye scene and even Dean calling Eileen as the hot woman perfect for Sam, that understands him, it was a reference to Castiel, the perfect man for Dean, that understands him and is pretty hot.

Second is the fact that Castiel cockblocked Sam and Eileen. Again, karma. 🤣

To Conclude:

The 'Lovers Quarrel' was shown in the show as one of the centric topics. GA could see and be aware of the ROMANTIC TENSION between these two.

But don't worry, the breakup is coming to it's end in the next episode. One of the most beautiful Destiel scenes, and is happening in Purgatory of love 2.0.

I hope you liked this meta, see you in the next one!

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Buenos Aires, July 25th 2021 12:47 PM

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[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

based on this hilarious post, by @profoundinqq! and written for @mystybloo. 

sam looks at his brother, a fast-growing-familiar eye crinkling smile making him look perfectly content as he leans on cas, relaxing his weight against him with an arm wrapped around cas's shoulders. they're all drinking — have been a while, but that's not where dean's smile stems from, and sam knows that. he looks carefree, younger, and so happy, and it's a constant sam's been noticing a while now, though tonight, and lately, it just seems normal.

(that's the thing. it is.)

sometimes sam wonders how it all began.

he's obviously ecstatic it did - honestly, he could think forever, and not come up with two individuals more deserving of such profound happiness, as dean or cas. or the love, abound when they're together, so incredibly obvious, and somehow, almost hope-kindling in a ways.

but it doesn't stop him wondering, right now, at this moment, how they finally ended up taking the leap. facing the music, falling into each other's arms, ending their ridiculous, decade-long dance of pining, confessing.

dean's never volunteered the information, and sam's never felt it urgent enough (or himself, earnest enough) to ask cas - but oh, it's probably been buried in the back of his mind for long, bundled with all the other pleasanter questions about life and living it — and today, it leaps to the front when the empty, green bottle spinning ambitiously under everyone's pointed stares, ends up stuttering to a pause, pointed at his brother.

they're playing truth or dare - a significant percentage of their adopted family present, although only a few remaining cause it's past midnight. they're sitting on the floor in a circle, all varying degrees of drunk - and sam winchester seizes his chance.

"truth or dare, dean."

*

dean doesn't really hesitate, which is commendable; he just disentangles himself from being draped over his boyfriend, and takes another swig from his bottle. "truth."

"how did you and cas -" sam pauses. his eyes shift to cas, and the angel faintly smiles back.

"- finally grow a pair?" gabriel finishes for him prematurely, leading to sam glaring in his general direction, because it's a little hard to know his exact coordinates at sam's current levels of inebriation.

"we haven't been growing anything." cas says, a hint of humor in his squint but that's about it. "or pairs of things."

"yeah, sammy." dean agrees, though his is not a wooden face. he doesn't pretend to not understand what sam - or well, gabriel, is going for. "me and cas? we're old news."

"you're a blank page." sam frowns, prissy and self-righteous, and somehow pulling off an annoyed little brother vibe on top of that. fuck that, he's the same distance from forty as dean, just the less prone-to-forgetting-the-reasons-he-enters-a-room side. "with a question mark at the end of the headline."

"how did you end up together?"

it's not his best comeback, but dean rolls his eyes — admission of defeat — with no real passion in the practiced habit. "what do you want to know?"

cas looks at dean with a substantial amount of surprise.

"he gave me a pick-me-up, back in hell." dean throws back, before realizing he's earned eye rolls from almost everyone in the room. sam takes it a step ahead, slipping into bitchface territory, as if to remind dean that he gets to ask these questions now - they're over lying about breaking the world to each other, at this point. they have to be.

another eyeroll, and then dean sighs.

"goddamn saps, all of you." he looks accusingly around the room, meeting eileen, charlie and gabriel's twinkling eyes. "fine. what version you want?"

"well, the long -"

"trick question. there's only one." dean cuts him off, with an age-old rendition of a shit-eating grin. if sam can spend his entire life and then some, perfecting the bitchface, at least dean's got this. "so, uh. me and cas."

charlie giggles, but shuts up immediately when dean starts speaking.

"guess we were playing truth and dare then as well." dean frowns. "man, for a bunch of badass dudes and ladies who save the world, we sure play a lot of middle-school games in the afterparties."

"i like it." cas defends, and that's that on that, because dean strokes cas's knee with his thumb and a smile, and they stare until the fork in the conversation is forgotten and sam clears his throat impatiently. (it's gabriel's turn to giggle.)

"right. right, yeah." dean swallows. "well, so it landed on me, and cas asked me to choose -"

"he dared you to kiss him!" charlie guesses, or actually, declares, beaming.

"no, katherine heigl, this isn't a chickflick."

"if you went for katherine heigl, you should've gone for romcom." gabriel inputs, almost serious for a fraction of a second.

"does it matter?" eileen signs, and sam reads her hands out loud absentmindedly, and with enthusiasm.

"dean, would you just say it minus the drama pauses?"

"yeah, instead of being grossly inaccurate in your movie genre references?" gabriel piles on top of it, and charlie nods in sympathy.

"of course you are, but i think i specified your face was." cas points out, and it's the first time he's spoken up, and dean almost blushes for it.

dean pulls a face. "go to hell, i don't have to take this." but he goes on anyway, cause that's dean, isn't it? "just - i chose truth, okay?"

no one breathes for a moment.

"and cas told me i was beautiful."

there's a gasp. probably charlie — but not completely unlikely to be gabriel.

"yeah, 'kay." dean dismisses, though it's mostly directed at the other four (hunter, hunter, nerd, ex-trickster, not necessarily in that order) who've taken to gushing by now. "and that's it. story over. cas messed up, billion year old angel style, and it led me to realize he was the most adorable dork i've ever loved. or like, the only one. ever."

sam, charlie, eileen and gabriel bat their eyelashes in undisguised wonder.

"you're allowed to disperse to your rooms to cry now." dean retorts, and he's about to add more to it considering he's well settled on the wisecrack wavelength, when cas suddenly interrupts.

with an inscrutable, "no."

"no?" dean repeats, eyebrows raised.

there's a speck in cas's eyes, the curve of his lips too whimsical. it's almost un-cas-like, except no, it isn't. doesn't stop dean from staring anyways - eyes falling to the latter's lips, before returning to his eyes.

"dean, i knew how the game worked."

dean frowns.

"i 'messed up' the rules on purpose." and he accompanies it with the fucking air-quotes, so he might sound completely nuts, but it's definitely still him.

"what does that mean?"

there's pin-drop silence.

"you'd call me adorable when i didn't understand aspects of human behavior or games often. and it always made you smile. so at some level, i wanted that, even when i did understand those things. sometimes, i'm compelled to draw the conclusion, i wanted you to think i was adorable." cas pauses, blinks. "that time, it was an added, and wholly unexpected incentive when you decided to give up on trying to explain it to me, and kissed me instead."

"cas -" dean stares at his angel in gap mouthed bewilderment. he doesn't know what he's supposed to feel right now - though it's hard to feel any kind of manipulated, when cas is being this honest about it. alternatively, when it's gotten him the best part of his life. "you lied to me."

"of course i didn't." the bastard has the balls to sound indignant about it. "your face is exquisite."

"stop that." dean swallows, trying to keep himself from getting flustered. "you literally played dumb."

"stating entirely true facts about your bewitching face hardly sets back my intelligence, dean."

a traitor snickers in the background.

dean is officially too drunk to deal with this. he's going to give it more thought tomorrow - that is, if he remembers it at all. right now, what's way more important, is that his boyfriend apparently flirts by pretending to misinterpret rules, and accidentally compliment dean, and that's the most ridiculous thing dean's ever heard, in a life stuffed to the damn brim with ridiculous things.

"you're so fucking weird, cas."

"no, dean. i'm adorable." cas deadpans at him, and dean lets out a high-strung laugh, short, after which he finds himself able to do little else but shake his head fondly. mostly, at the floor, because if he'd been looking at cas, he'd probably also have been kissing him.

"and you agree." sam points out, to dean, and in return, dean snaps up a look pissed off enough for sam to truly feel sated enough by this ordeal, because he shrugs, and eileen sets the bottle spinning again.

nobody protests.

*

a few chances later, after charlie's rushed off to throw up, and sam and eileen have gone to bed, and gabriel's sort of wandered away at the very least - cas spins the bottle again.

it's just the two of them, so when the bottle points at about forty degrees from straight at dean, they decide to forego asking the lamp in the bottle's true line of questioning, in favor of cas asking dean.

"truth or dare?"

"dare."

"alright, i shall." cas whispers, reaching out to cup dean's face as he kisses him, and pull him closer. and dean goes, obviously not arguing with the concept of cas kissing him, even if he's doing it 'as a dare', in a hilarious, mindboggling, and adorable callback to that time dean realized he was in love with him — because he's a weird ex-angel-who-apparently-understands-humans-now, and also, definitely, the love of his life.

*

("cas." dean psst's, later in bed, when cas is turned away from him, hugging a pillow with his knees. "truth or dare?" cas groggily turns, "truth." dean breaks into a smile. "will you marry me?" cas freezes for a beat, and then drags dean to himself, kissing him with his eyes closed, still stunned, but no less enthusiastic for it. when they separate, cas's cheeks are wet, and dean feels like he's floating. "you know, sweetheart, we can play the old-fashioned way, and you'd still be the most adorable thing in my life." dean mumbles, kissing cas again, this time on his forehead, and in the same, shared breath, cas breathes out, smiling. "yes.")

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[peanutbutterjelly-pie]

It’s the morning right after they finally confessed their grand and deep feelings for each other.

Dean still can’t really believe this, feels like he’s dreaming the best dream of his life, but the sensation of Cas lying right beside him in bed, their bodies aligned so that not a single inch of space is left between them, surely is a good indicator that all of this honestly is real after all.

Damn.

“Dean?” Cas’ voice is gravelly and croaky and Dean is pretty sure he never heard anything more awesome in his entire life.

He meets Cas’ intense gaze with a dreamy smile. “Yeah?”

Cas threads his fingers through Dean’s hair, making the hunter actually honest to God purr in the process, and asks, “Will you marry me?”

Dean freezes up at those words.

Blinks.

Forgets to breathe.

And blinks some more.

Eventually he settles on a nervous chuckle. “Cas, man, you don’t … people don’t get married after one night.”

Unless they are in Vegas and very, very drunk.

But right now they are in Kansas, in an underground bunker, far away from any blinking lights and Elvis priests.

Cas, however, doesn’t appear like he’s getting Dean’s train of thoughts. “Why shouldn’t we get married?”

Dean can’t help a fond smile. Cas made a lot of progress understanding human behavior and social cues, but obviously there is still some work to do.

“Dude, normally people date for a while before even thinking about marriage,” the hunter explains. “They, I dunno, spend a lot of time together, get to know each other, some even move in together beforehand …”

Cas only frowns at that.

“We spent a lot of time together,” he reminds Dean.

Dean clears his throat. “Yeah, I know, but --”

“And we got to know each other,” Cas adds. “Very well, I might add. There is not a single being in existence that knows me better than you. You know my essence, my flaws, my ‘quirks’. And I like to think the same in return.”

Dean finds himself flushing. “Yeah,” he admits bashfully. Nobody ever got him before like Cas does. 

“And we live together,” Cas continues, now a smug smirk flickering over his lips. “Remember? I moved into the bunker permanently over a year ago.”

“Yeah, of course I remember, jackass …”

“We shared many meals and hours together,” Cas says. “We live under the same roof. We’ve been through so much, through trial and error, heartbreak and forgiveness, death and life, and still we ended up here. I’m the happiest I have ever been in my long existence.” His gaze suddenly goes so gentle Dean doesn’t know how to even deal with that. “I love you, more than anyone can even imagine. And if several apocalypses couldn’t bring my feelings to waver, nothing on earth and beyond will ever have the power to do so.”

He presses a light kiss onto the corner of Dean’s mouth. “You’re stuck with me, Dean Winchester.”

Dean feels his throat tighten and he merely manages to press out a shaky, “I love you, too,” in response. It doesn’t seem enough -- nothing will ever be enough --, but Cas nonetheless beams at him with the strength of a thousand suns.

“Then tell me,” Cas whispers, “is there seriously a reason why we shouldn’t get married?”

Dean can’t help a laugh.

It feels crazy and a little bit insane, but at the same time so them Dean is actually surprised he didn’t expect this to happen.

So he pulls Cas into a kiss, deep and sensual, while whispering, “No, no reason, Not a single reason. Not even the hint of a reason …” over and over again at his lips.

At one point he even remembers to breathe “Yes” right into Cas’ ear.

And so it happens that Dean Winchester ends up engaged to the love of his life and his best friend right there, on their first morning together.

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[jay-and-dean]

What he deserves

This story had been written by @holylulusworld and @jay-and-dean together. As we can’t make one post with two autors on Tumblr, the fic is availiable on both our pages, the comments will be read by the author of the page you are on, you can go on both of course, enjoy.

Summary: Jody knows Dean is cheating, and now she’s going to tell his girlfriend.

Pairing: Dean x Reader, Jody, Sam, Castiel

Warnings: angst, mention of cheating, fluff.

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Jody's Pov (by @jay-and-dean)

           I like Y/n, and, of course, I like Dean. They are both my friends, hell I sometimes feel like I'm an aunt or a stepmother. I'm the one she calls for private things, almost like a mother, like that time her periods were late and she was freaking out... And Dean, he literally saved me, made me who I am today... I would take a bullet for any of them and that's probably why this is so hard.  

           I don't want to be the one breaking her heart, the one making their happiness shatter. Hell, I'm not even sure I want Dean to fall back into the darkness he lived in before Y/n, even if he seems to deserve it.  

But Y/n... she deserves better.  

           He never lied to her, why do it now? Why would he hide in the kitchen between dishes to answer his phone during dinner at my place? Saying things as cliché as "I can't talk to you right now, Y/n is in the next room"... Why, after he spent so much time texting, would he react like a teen when I take his phone to call Sam? Why ask me to spend the day with his girlfriend, pretending he needs time to do shopping, making me swear to not tell her? He's hiding something to her, to all of us. I hate this bastard for making me lie to her... I caught at least five or six strange behaviors like this and now I'm sure of it.  

           Dean is cheating on her.  

           I have to be absolutely sure though, because this is too serious. Y/n and Dean... It's the best thing that ever happened to the Winchester brothers, to all of us : finally seeing Dean happy, and little-orphan-Y/n bloom in his arms. Even Sam and Cas found a new balance and peace, knowing Dean is not self-destructive anymore...                

           The Impala is here, parked in front of a building, I stop my car and wait. I have to be careful, Dean is a hunter, he will feel it if he’s being followed. I stay in the car and check my phone, I tracked his, he didn’t even try to block his phone signal, what if Y/n had the same idea?  

           He finally gets out of the building and my heart drops. A pretty blond girl is with him, I was right. She laughs at something he said and he seems so relaxed, I can’t see a hint of guilt on his face. How can he do this to Y/n? She loves him so much, she sacrificed so much for him!  

           He opens the door for her, smiling like it was the best day of his life and they leave together, that girl’s ass on the spot Y/n spend so much time, following him around in his damn car, just to be close to him…  

           With shaking hands I call Y/n, I can’t tell her on the phone but she deserves to know.  

“Jody? Is everything okay ?” she answers.  

“Yeah…” I lie. “Is Dean with you ?”  

“Nope, he left before I woke up this morning, I don’t know when he will come home, he didn’t say” she states with a smile in her voice, how can she smile? Is she that naive? “Why ?”  

“I just… I’m on my way home…”  

“Okay, nice, I made a pie. Dean will be so happy when he comes back”  

Yeah, I don’t think so…  

“Y/n, just… Is everything okay between you two ?” I ask trying not to sound too sad.  

“Yes, of course, Jody” that smile again in her tone, it’s like she was smiling each time she thinks of him and it breaks my heart to know soon she’ll cry instead. “Why that question ?”  

“I’m just checking on you, you know me” I fake a smile swallowing hard.  

Meanwhile, Dean’s POV, Jody’s place… (by @holylulusworld)

I’m nervous, excited…I can’t even explain my feelings. I love Jody’s food, I really do but right now I can barely concentrate on a conversation or her food.  

I need to call her, need to be sure she will not forget our appointment, so I send her a message once again. A few moments later I receive an answer and I smile, and my smile grows when another message arrives with a picture of the thing I want the most.  

The ring, the ring for the woman I love. I want to send her best friend another message but then Jody asks me if I can borrow her my phone so she can call Sam.  

I hesitate, I would do anything for Jody, hell even risk my life. This woman is almost like a mother to me and Sam, cause my own mother never was a real mom.    

But right now, I hesitate to handle her my phone, too afraid she could read the messages I send Jennifer, Jen, my girlfriends’ best friend since high school.  

I want to surprise Y/N, she deserves perfect so only Sam knows about my plans, of course, he knows he’s my brother, the person I trust the most, well except Y/N.  

She owns my trust, my heart for years and now I want to show her how much she really means to me. I blink a few times, looking unsure at my phone and then at Jody and her look is unreadable so I handle her my phone, hoping she won’t see the picture of the ring or read my messages.  

I can’t let anyone ruin my surprise, my proposal. Y/N deserves perfect. Jody could ruin it with one word, I can’t risk it, Y/N is right next to me.  

Relieved I get my phone back, Jody only called Sam and didn’t say a thing to Y/N. I can see another message from Jen. Maybe something’s wrong with the flowers, or the ring?  

I need to call her, texting her again would make Y/N or Jody suspicious, I mean Y/N is smart. She would see through a lie; she can almost read me like a book, so I grab the plates to excuse myself to do the dishes as my phone already begins to ring.  

I look around and answer Jen’s call, whispering so no one can hear me, and it’s the right decision as I hear Jody walking toward the kitchen, maybe Y/N is on her way too so I whisper my words to tell Jen that I can’t talk to her right now as Y/N, my girlfriend is in the next room.  

Her friend giggles and assures me everything is working according to plan, but we must meet tomorrow as her boss won’t let her take the day after tomorrow off, so I tell her we meet at the shop and end the call.  

Now I got a problem, Y/N is here, and I need to meet her friend to talk to her about the ring and how to do the perfect proposal. I see Jody enter the kitchen and an idea pops up into my mind.  

“Hey, Jody can you spend the day with Y/N tomorrow? I got some shopping to do but please don’t tell her I ask you. I would’ve asked Sammy but he ain’t around.” I say hoping Jody will help me out.  

“Sure, Dean. Why not?” She answers and I smile at her. Of course, she helps me out, Jody is the best.  

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I get out of the Impala and my heart beats a mile in a minute. I’m nervous as hell and I got no clue why, well I know why but this doesn’t help me taming my heart right now.  

Jen is great at her job as a wedding planner, she will know what’s the best I tell myself, as Y/N deserves the best.  

Almost running toward the jeweler, I glance over my shoulder as I got the feeling someone is watching me, imagining things might be a side effect of being in love. I shrug and enter the shop to meet with my partner in crime.  

“Finally,” Jen says smiling and I simply nod, too nervous to say anything I let her lead me toward the goal, the ring we chose together. It’s a simple one, silver, as Y/N doesn’t like gold.  

“You think this is the right one?” I ask, finally finding my voice.  

“It’s perfect Dean, you know that. Y/N will love it for sure. Look at the pretty little diamond. This one is her style. Just relax and everything will be alright.” Jen says and I calm down a bit.  

A few moments later I pay the ring with the money I spared, no fake credit cards this time. I want to give my girl something I bought with my own money. The clerk handles me the little box with the precious treasure and I smile at Jen.  

She follows me out of the store, and I lead her toward my car as she needs to help me pick the right flowers. I know Y/N loves every kind of flower, but I want to do this right.  

“Do you think she will say yes, or reject me? I mean what if I do it wrong? What if I stammer?” I ask Jen and she starts laughing.  

“Dean, she will marry you even if you mess up the whole thing.” Jen answers and I smile at her. I don’t like lying to Y/N, I lied for over two months by now, but it will worth the secretiveness, in the end, so I shove the guilt away.  

My hands are slightly shaking as I open the door for Jen, and she takes place in the passenger seat. Just one more stop and I can prepare everything, I can finally ask Y/N is she wants to be my wife…    

Jody’s Pov, the bunker (by @jay-and-dean)

Dean didn’t even come back to my house to come and pick Y/n, he just called, saying he was next to the bunker and that we should just join him… Since when Dean doesn’t pick her? I mean, they’re inseparable.  

           But Y/n didn’t react, she seems so innocent, not seeing what is happening at all. She just smiled and said “We should hit the road then, I already miss him”, and my heart broke.  

           The minute we enter the bunker she sighs, putting her bag on the glowing table of the war room, she looks around.  

“It’s good to be home,” she says, tired of the three hunts in a row they solved before visiting me. “Hey baby ?” she calls now.  

I kind of hope he’s not here, I don’t know how I am supposed to look at him in the eyes, knowing he just had sex with a pretty blond girl…  

           Then I see her face when he doesn’t answer. Like Christmas had been cancelled, like this wasn’t really home after all.  

How can he do this to her? No one has ever loved him like she does. She has seen all of him and loved each messed up part of that man; she even told him for the first time while he had the Mark of Cain. She never tried to change him but did it a little anyway, in the best way: Dean is not that self-destructive anymore, he’s not ready to sacrifice anything now, he is happier. He doesn’t drink that much, even if she never told him anything, they just drink together when they do. Smiling, I remember that night I found them beyond drunk together, laughing like crazy for no reason until Y/n needed to puke and he held her hair for hours. That’s how they are, that’s the effect she has on him.  

Y/n deserves better, but when she breaks up with him, I fear we will lose Dean for good. How I wish I just didn’t know…  

           The main door grates and her face lights up.  

“Oh great you’re here,” Dean says entering and she starts to climb the stairs to join him.  

She nestles in his chest and he kisses her forehead. Doesn’t she smell another woman on him?  

“So no kiss ?” that bastard dares with a grin.  

And she lifts her head to kiss him with passion, her hands in his hair; it’s like they’ve been together for a week… since 2014. I have to look away, I can’t stand the pain I may be about to inflict, I wish Sam was here, he would understand what I’m going through, maybe even tell me what to do.  

           Then a thought crosses my mind, what if Sam knows? He’s really smart and knows his brother by heart, there is no way he never heard or seen things like I did. It would mean he chose to stay silent… I just really don’t know what to do.  

           Then Dean hugs me and I can slightly smell a perfume on him, I could punch him right now.  

“Thank you” he whispers in my ear. “So Jody, you can have Y/n’s former bedroom,” he says loud now. “Unless she kicks me out of our bed tonight” he jokes but I can’t laugh.  

“Why would she do that, Dean ?” I say seriously, looking in his eyes.  

His wide smile fades but he seems confused.  

“I don’t know if I’m staying” I add, looking down.  

“Yes you are, there is no way you drive hours back without getting some rest, and Sammy will come back soon, I know he would love to see you” he states with that husky voice he takes when he is using authority.  

           Dinner is an ordeal, I try not to cry when I see the way she looks at him, like every word he spoke was poems. I notice everything now: the light touches and the stolen pecs on her lips, how can he be so good at lying?  

           I know Dean has always had a lot of conquests but I thought Y/n was different for him, I thought he wouldn’t need one-night stands, pornstars and slutty waitress anymore…  

           His phone rings. I look at him hesitate to answer, he is not going to do it, right? She’s right there, I mean can’t he just be with Y/n completely just tonight?  

           Y/n gets up and asks me if I want an ice-cream, I shake my head, still watching Dean stare at his phone.  

“Chocolate and cookie dough ?” she asks Dean, kissing his jaw.  

He nods and she leaves the room to get him his fucking ice-cream while he looks at the glowing screen of his damn phone.  

           Frowning, he finally answers. I can’t believe it!  

“Sammy ?” he says but I can hear a female voice answer.  

“Dean? You’re with her ?”  

“Yeah I’m eating with Y/n and Jody, is there something wrong? Tell me nothing’s wrong” he says getting up to move away from me.  

           I don’t hear the woman answer but when Y/n comes back with ice-cream and a radiant smile, putting a hand quickly on his heart while she walks past him, I make my decision: That can’t last, it’s too cruel. She deserves the truth even if I have to be the one breaking her heart.  

Meanwhile, Dean’s POV (by @holylulusworld)

I look at my watch and curse. The appointment with the florist took longer and I had to drive Jen home. Now there’s no time left to make it to Jody’s place and prepare everything for the proposal tomorrow.  

I don’t want to do it later. I want to make the proposal tomorrow, so I do the only thing I can do, I call Jody.  

She answers her phone after the second ring and I got the feeling she’s not happy to hear me. I got no clue why maybe I said something wrong? Anyways I think and ask her to drive Y/N back to the bunker. I want all the people I call my family around when I finally ask the woman, I love to become my wife so it’s two birds with one stone.  

I hate that I can’t pick her up, hate that I won’t see her for another six hours but I need to hide the ring. Need to call Jen to make sure she will bring the flowers and everything else in time.  

----  

Finally, back at the bunker I run toward my room, no our room and put the ring into one of my socks, hiding it underneath the bed.  

Checking my messages, I can’t hide my smile. Jen wrote I shall take deep breaths; everything is under control. I could kiss her right now but I would never do so. My kisses are reserved for Y/N alone.  

I check my watch again and then I remember I need to get the champagne. Damn, now I have to leave the bunker once again to get it from the store in town. But Y/N isn’t back yet, so I can make it in time.  

----  

Champagne in the trunk and some pie for the ‘after’ party in my cooling box I drive back into the garage. My heart beats faster as I can see Jody’s car. Y/N is already back and I can’t wait to see her.  

It was only half a day but still, I’ve missed her so much. Since we became a thing all these years ago, we were never apart for longer than a few hours. Well except during my ‘I’m a big bad demon’ time.  

I need to show her how much she means to me. That only she makes my life brighter, better…gave my life a sense.  

I see her running toward me and my heart beats faster and my smile grows.  

Jody’s Pov, the bunker (by @jay-and-dean)

           It’s time. Dean said he was going to take a shower but at this point I don’t believe him anymore. I’m sure he’s calling that girl again, or another, who knows, nothing surprises me anymore.  

           Y/n is in the kitchen, she’s cleaning I don’t know what. My heart is so heavy it hurts, I wish I didn’t know, but I do…  

“Y/n ?” I call with a shaky, unsure voice.  

“Ah Jody! Do you want coffee, tea? Anything? Only Dean isn’t allowed to drink coffee at night… I have to make sure he sleeps” she smiles lovingly.  

“Listen Y/n, I have to talk to you alone…”  

She turns, looking suddenly a little worried.  

“Is everything okay Jody ?” she asks, wiping her hands in a towel.  

“Not really…” I clear my voice. “Listen Y/n, you know that I love you, you’re family, so believe me I hate to be the one saying that but…”  

She frowns and I can see she swallows hard. I try to calm my trembling mouth.  

“… Dean is cheating on you, Y/n. I just… I thought you deserved to know.”  

Her face relaxes. I thought she would be freaking out but now I’m confused, it’s like she’s relieved that I said that. She smiles kindly.  

“No. He isn’t” she states, and I understand now that she’s in denial.  

“Yes, Y/n… Listen I’m sorry but he is” I try but she lifts her hand like she was forbidding me to talk more.  

“No, Jody, Dean is not like that. I don’t know what you think you heard or saw, but you’re mistaking” she says stern.  

Of course she’s mad at me, I’m a bird of ill omens.  

“I’m sorry…” I try but she seems mad now, her face is cold and she doesn’t let me talk.  

“Jody” she cuts me. “Dean is not a cheater. Why do you all think he is ?” her voice is a little louder now.  

“Come on, Y/n, you know I love Dean but he’s…”  

“NO !” she almost yells now.  

Taking a deep breath, she looks down.  

“I know who he is, and obviously I’m the only one really seeing through him… Listen… Dean had a lot of conquests, I mean, he is stunningly handsome and stayed single most of his life… Why is it so surprising for all of you that he would have a few one night stands? I ever heard a hunter calling him a manwhore once! My baby! Would I be a whore too if I decided to live my life as a single woman, and sometimes relieve some pressure with a nice guy ?” her voice is clear and sure, I try to open mine but she shakes her head. “Dean never cheated.”  

           I sigh and she catches my eyes, they’re sad but not scared. There is something so assured on her face that I know I have to talk to her about the girl to make her change her mind.  

“I saw him…” I try and she puts the towel down, taking a step toward me.  

“Listen to me Jody: Dean is not cheating on me. I trust him with my life and he said he would never hurt me.”  

“How can you be so sure you don’t even listen to me !” I half shout half whisper.  

“Did Dean ever cheated on a girl ?” she asks harshly. “Did he cheat on Lisa? He didn’t. He wasn’t even sure to be in love with her, he was sad and in a desperate place because Sam was gone, he drank a lot back then… I mean he could have done anything but he never cheated on her. Even when he went back to hunt with Sam he never touched another woman until they were done for long. You know why? Because Dean is not a cheater !”  

She points her finger at me and I know she is right, I never thought of it this way but now I see it, he actually never did… Still, I saw what I saw. I try to open my mouth again but she continues.  

“Did he ever lied? Huh ?” she frowns. “Did he ever got a woman by promising her something he couldn’t give? They all do that, Jody! Say they’re in love or that they want to get to know you better, only to drag you in their bed hours later and never call… He never did that! Dean always told the girl he’s been with that it was for the night. Hell Jody I know that… Remember how long I stayed in his gravity, seeing him hit on girls… I saw that dozens of times. He. Never. Lied.”  

I look down and take a deep breath. I call her name to make her listen but she cuts me again.  

“You let me finish now. Jody… He even told me. The one night thing he told me the first time! That he didn’t want me to think he could be my boyfriend… God he’s so damaged! After he told me he loved me it took me two years to make him stop thinking he didn’t deserve to be with me. TWO YEARS !”  

Tears fill up her eyes. While a single tear falls on her cheek, she bites her lower lip, then wipes it away. She looks so strong. I really hope she’s right because she’s perfect for him, tough just where he is broken.  

“Dean is the more loyal person the two of us have ever met. Every single person in his life let him down at some point, and he’s still there, trying to protect everyone from everything” she looks up and shakes her head. “He deserves better.”  

“You’re right” I finally manage to say, trying to make her listen to me. “But I saw him with another girl, and he…”  

“No” she says. “Stop Jody, listen, I really love you and I know how much you love Dean but you can’t keep accusing him, you’re mistaking. You know how he works, even when he’s done nothing wrong he convinces himself he deserves the unfair things people say about him. I’m tired of trying to convince him he is worthy of love, it breaks my heart” she pauses and stares at me. “Dean is not cheating on me. I trust him and we tell each other everything, I’m sure if I ask him who that girl is he will just tell me right away… But I won’t ask him, because other way he will know you thought so low of him, and it would hurt him. Just trust me, Jody.”  

Meanwhile, Dean’s POV  (by @holylulusworld)

The shower is refreshing and I got some time to think about all the things I have to do till tomorrow. Jen will bring flowers and decoration. Sam is on his way back with my black tuxedo and his own.  

Jody is already here and Castiel is on his way back to the bunker with Sam. I had to tell my angelic friend about my proposal this morning as he was curious about Sam’s behavior.  

Anyways, Claire will be here soon along with Donna and Alex. Hell, I even invited Garth and Bess to come around. Of course, everyone believes I want to throw a party, they don’t know about the proposal. Not yet.  

I step out of the shower with a bright smile on my face and grab my clothes. I brought the ring with me into the showers, I don’t want Y/N to find it accidentally and ruin the surprise. She deserves the best.  

One last glance I tell myself opening the box with the ring I chose, I hope she will love it as much as I love her. Closing the box I put it into the pocket of my sweats to hide it till I can bring it back to our room.  

I leave the showers and that’s when I hear it. Y/N is raising her voice while Jody almost whispers. I don’t know why my girl is upset but I know this tone. She only used it once, to defend me against Bobby.  

Rushing toward the kitchen to find out the reason for the argument I stop in my tracks when I hear Jody something I never thought is possible. “But I saw him with another girl…” Jody says, and I feel like someone just ran me over with a car.  

My hands are shaking, and I can’t find my voice. I believe Y/N will leave me now. Why should she believe me instead of Jody? I was never in a real relationship before…I can’t see anything but my girlfriend looking at Jody for a brief moment.  

I don’t hear or see Sam walking toward the noises. I can’t see the shocked face of my baby brother hearing Jody says I cheated on Y/N. I don’t see Castiel looking at Sam shaking his head. I can’t see the confidence on Sammy’s face knowing I would never cheat on her.  

I want to turn around, go to our room and break down, but then something happens…Y/N is defending me. I step closer and see the confidence all over her face. She’s defending me…she believes in me. Tears well up my eyes hearing her saying all these things about me.  

The woman I love believes in me like no one before. “Every single person in his life let him down at some point...” Y/N says and finally, I find my voice.  

“Not every person.” I choke out and Jody turns around with a hint of disgust in her eyes. But I barely recognize her as Y/N smiles at me. “You never let me down,” I add and she rushes toward me to move her arms around me.  

“Then enlighten us, Dean. Why were you meeting another girl?” Jody spats and I flinch at her harsh tone.  

“Jody, don’t. Dean can explain everything…tomorrow.” Sam tries but Jody shakes her head. Anger coloring her features she glares at me.  

“I saw you, I heard you. Care to explain?” She says and I know I got no other choice. My body is tense, and Y/N feels it so she lets go of me. I fall to my knees looking up Y/N and she seems to be confused.  

I need a minute to process my surprise just got ruined. All the preparations are wasted time by now, but I don’t care. I need to prove Y/N her faith was justified so I pull the box out of my pocket to hold it out.  

Seeing the ring box in my hand Jody falls silent immediately. Her eyes dart between me, Sam and Y/N. Finally realizing she destroyed a lovingly planned proposal she starts shaking. She wants to say something but Castiel shakes his head.  

“Y/N, this is not the way I wanted to propose to you. Jen and I planned it for weeks and she will kill someone in this room for sure, but I got no other choice. I love you; I adore you. You are the person who never gave up on me, who always believed in me. Just minutes before you proved my trust and love in you is justified. Would you Y/N, Y/L/N give me the honor of becoming my wife?” I ask with shaking hands and she looks down at me in awe.  

There’s silence for a minute as if everyone is holding their breath. I swear this moment is the hardest in my whole life. The moment before I hear her shout a loud ‘yes’.  

I try to fumble the ring out of the box and fail, but as always Y/N is there to help me with something I can’t do on my own. She places the ring on my hand so I can put it on her finger, and it matches perfectly. Just like we match perfectly fine.  

Her eyes are filled with tears, but tears of joy. I get up to move my arm around her waist to pick her up as I did it a hundred times before. Her arms wrapped around my neck she kisses me softly, a smile still on her lips.  

I hear my brother and Castiel clap their hands and then someone knocks me on my shoulder. I don’t know who as I’m too busy to process that the woman I love agreed to spend the rest of her life with me…

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The Right Choice

@dailymidam prompted: Arranged royal marriage AU

“This is going to look great on us, Adam,” King John Winchester explained.

Adam rolled his eyes, not saying anything as he tried to tie his tie, fumbling a little bit. 

John Winchester just wanted everyone to forget he had an illegitimate child and two runaways by having him marry into a family to make an alliance. It was sad Adam was considered John’s “golden child” by default, given that his other two sons ran off with their own lovers long ago to escape the man’s awful behavior.

Adam thought jumping out the window into the lake and running after them might be easier than this.

He wouldn’t be able to love this man, he knew it. 

“Let’s get going,” John clapped him on the shoulder roughly, “You look great, kiddo.”

Adam didn’t say anything, continuing to not speak to his father. They hadn’t been talking since a huge blowout fight two nights ago that ended with a threat.

“I’d rather die than do this!”

“Then you will!”

Adam winced slightly, quickly following his father down the stairs of the Shurley castle. He didn’t like this place, it was cold and unfamiliar, and full of people he didn’t know.

“John!” Chuck called, “Are you ready?”

I’m not even here to them, am I? Adam thought to himself, I’m just a pawn.

“Yes, of course,” John nodded, his hand still on Adam’s shoulder, “We’ll make this quick, a small ceremony now then an announcement tomorrow?”

“Of course,” Chuck smiled, “This is my son, Metatron, the one Adam will be marrying today,” he explained, gesturing to the man beside him.

Adam eyed the man suspiciously, who was way too old for him, leaning a little behind his father only to be quickly shoved forward.

“Let’s get going then,” Chuck said, annoying smile still in place.

                                                               …

Adam sighed as the man in front of them droned on and on. Their fathers were the only two in the room with them, as witnesses. 

“And Adam Winchester of the Winchester Kingdom will take Metatron Shurley of the Shurley Kingdom to be his husband and Metatron in return, uniting the two kingdoms,” the man finished, “Do you both accept this marriage?”

“I do,” Metatron nodded.

Adam wrinkled his nose in disgust, “I-”

Glass broke, there was yelling, and that was all Adam remembered before his world went black.

                                                               …

When Adam woke up, he was lying on the ground.

“Hey, I think he’s waking up,” a familiar voice said.

Adam blinked a few times as he awoke. Yes, he was lying on his back, on the ground, and it was now night. He looked up and saw the moon in the sky surrounded by the tops of trees and around them was lit by a fire.

“Hey, baby brother,” Dean smiled.

Adam blinked, looking confused, “Dean? Sam?” he asked, looking at his brothers in confusion.

“Your boyfriend wrote Castiel and Gabriel, telling them what was going on,” Sam explained, “And there was no way we were letting that happen to you too.”

“What…?” Adam trailed off, looking confused.

“We may have staged a kidnapping,” Dean shrugged, “Prince gets kidnapped by bandits, they’ll stop looking eventually.”

“Sorry things got a little rough, had to make it look convincing,” Sam tapped his head, “We have ice.”

“Michael wrote them,” Adam breathed out, “Is he here?”

“Finally got him to sleep, said we’d send Cas and Gabe for him when you woke up,” Dean smiled, “That’s where he went,” he nodded towards one of the tents, “Go surprise him.”

Adam smiled softly, “Thanks for saving me, guys.”

“Anytime,” Dean waved his hand.

“Dad’s a crazy bastard anyways,” Sam mumbled, going to his own tent, “See you in the morning, Adam.”

Adam watched Dean poke at the fire for a moment, wondering just how many people were in the crazy amount of tents there were around. He decided he’d have to find that out later, because right now all his attention was focused on the fact that in one of the tents was Michael.

Michael, who denounced his own father for him and got banished from his own kingdom that he was set to become the next king of.

Michael, who actually loved him.

Michael.

Adam pulled back the opening of the tent and saw him sleeping but one of the lanterns were still on. He shook his shoulder softly, “Michael…”

“Adam?” Michael breathed out, blue eyes opening and staring at him with so much love.

“Hi,” Adam said, smiling weakly.

Michael pulled him down by the front of his shirt, crushing their lips together.

Adam kissed him back for what felt like the first time in ages, running his hand through his dark hair and gripping it tightly, “I love you,” he breathed out against his lips.

“I love you too,” Michael said, pulling away, “I couldn’t let…” he trailed off, “I just couldn’t. I know you weren’t close with your brothers, I just didn’t know…”

“No,” Adam hushed him, “Thank you...you stopped me from being stuck miserable the rest of my life,” he breathed out, “I’d be miserable without you.”

Michael stared at him with those love-filled eyes for another moment before pulling him down into another kiss.

#midam #prompts;

[luciisthebest]

Traitor

Pairing: Eventual Gangster!Dean x Reader

Summary: The reader begins to infiltrate the Winchester family and gain their trust.   

Warnings: Mentions of past sexual assault, some sexual harassment.

Word Count: 2,037

A/N: A new part yay! The next part is going to be a doozy. Anyways hope you like it and feedback is appreciated.

Catch Up Here: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4

The jaunty sounds of jazz drifted down the boulevard. The night was just beginning, couples strolled by arm in arm ready for a night of partying. Cars roared by, horns honking. New York City was truly a city that never slept. Speakeasies were the heartbeat of New York, they were a place where individuals of every race or gender could go and have fun. And on this night, you would begin your work. Eyes were watching you, making sure you did as you were told. Alistair had you trapped and he knew it, and as you stood in front of Infernum you could feel his noose tightening around your neck.

You stood idly in front of the speakeasy. You had asked Jordan to meet you there but so far she hadn't shown up. She was your ticket into the bar, her connections allowed her easy access and that's exactly what you needed.

“There you are!” Jordan came waltzing over to you pecking you on the cheek. “You look ravishing tonight.” She gave you a cheeky smile.

“Thank you. As do you. You ready to head in?” You joined arms with her, tilting your head towards the entrance of Infernum.

“Of course! I was surprised when you asked me to meet up here. I know you're not much for partying. It must have been a certain someone you met that has brought this mysterious change about.”

You ducked your head feeling a blush spread up your neck. “Yeah not likely.”

“Uh huh.” Jordan didn't sound convinced.

“Oh come on.” You turned to her. “Do I…” A gasp emanated from Jordan making you trail off. “What?”

“Your face. What happened?” She stared right at the dark bruise that had bloomed after your confrontation with Alistair.

“Oh that?” You became flustered. “I uh tripped and fell while I was walking to the bathroom. I tried to cover it up but I guess I didn't do a good job.” You laughed but even to your ears it sounded false. Jordan continued to watch you. You could tell she didn't believe you but wasn't going to push you either. “Come on. Don't want to miss all the fun.” You grabbed her arm and dragged her closer to the entrance.

“You know he's trouble?” Jordan knocked three times on the door to Infernum.

“Who?”

“Dean Winchester.”

“Oh please.” You rolled your eyes. “I have no interest in him.”

“So then it must be Sam?”

Your laugh filled the air as the door opened. “Not likely.”

“You do know he's married right?” Jordan grabbed your arm and dragged you into the darkened room.

“I saw his ring. Who's the lucky dame?” You muttered sarcastically.

“I don't know. Eileen something. She's Deaf but I guess they met, fell in love, and that was that.”

“Huh. How romantic.” As you made your way deeper into the crowd you noted a sultry brunette on the stage. She was extremely beautiful, with dark eyes and red lips. Her smokey voice filled the room as she swayed to the music. “Who’s that?” You nodded your head towards the woman.

Jordan glanced her way, her eyes narrowing as they settled on the woman. “That's Ruby.” Jordan spit her name with disgust.

“Oh do tell.”

“She works for the owner.” She replied shortly.

“And?” You drew the word out knowing it would annoy your friend.

“And she's been after Sam Winchester since they broke up. She's an evil conniving woman.” Jordan turned away obviously done with the conversation.

Swiftly you walked after her, but froze mid step when you spotted Dean sitting in a booth. It appeared he was all alone and he's deep green eyes were on you. A shiver raced up your spine, there was a storm raging in his eyes, a barely contained rage.

Your heart was racing and your chest rose frantically as you tried to catch your breath. All you could do was stand there and stare. It didn't matter to you that people were beginning to stare, all that mattered was the very angry man sitting across the room. Then that very angry man stood up and began walking towards you. His movements were stiff as he swiftly moved in front of you.

The moment he was close enough for you to hear he spoke. “Who did that to your face?” His voice was tight.

“Wha-what?” You stammered stupidly.

He reached out and gently touched your cheek, making you flinch. “Who did this?” He growled.

“No one. I tripped and fell.”

Dean’s eyes bore into yours. “You're a terrible liar.”

“I'm not lying!” You snapped taking a step away from him.

“Just tell me who did it.”

“Why? So you can send one of your men after them. Wait what's the proper terminology when it comes to Mafia families? Oh that's right, soldier.” Dean grabbed your hand and began dragging you over to his table. “What are you doing?” You yelped.

Dean didn't respond, he just continued pulling you to the table. When you got there you realized another man was sitting in the shadows. He had dark hair and bright blue eyes that seemed to glow with knowledge.

“Sit.” Dean ordered glaring at you.

“Fine.” You huffed making a big show of sitting down. As Dean sat across from you intimidation filled you. You really wished Jordan was at your side but she had of course run off.

“Y/N this is Cas. Cas this is Y/N.” Dean offered a brief introduction.

“So who's he in your little family drama?”

Cas looked at you in amusement. “I see she knows who you are.”

“Apparently.” Dean muttered.

“If you must know. I'm known as the underboss.”

“Hey at least you get boss in your title.”

Dean glared at you. “Why are you here Y/N?”

“Why shouldn't I be? I like to go out and party just like any other girl.”

Dean laughed but it was cold and lacked all humor. “Doubtful. You're here for something.”

You sighed dramatically. “I'm here to get as much information from you as I can and then I plan on murdering you in your sleep.”

“I think you've met you match Dean.” Cas chuckled giving his friend a nudge.

“Look I'm just curious okay? I know that you and the Novak family have some bad blood and I wanted to know about it. And before you ask, it wasn't hard to connect the dots. Once I realized who you were it didn't take me long to figure some things out.”

Dean sighed as he ran a hand though his hair giving him a devilishly disheveled look. “Short story, the Novak family is responsible for both of my parents deaths. That's what started the feud.”

“My brother lusts for power.” Cas continued.

“Wait, brother?” You interrupted.

Cas nodded. “Luce is my older brother and the head of the Novak family.”

You stared at him, your mouth hanging open in shock. “Wow…”

Dean gave Cas a knowing look. “Ever since my parents death it's been an all out war between the two families. Your Alastair is the captain of the Novak family.”

You felt yourself pale at the mention of your tormentor’s name. Nausea filled you and the world did a whirling tilt making you feel unsteady.

“Are you alright?” Cas looked at you in concern.

“Yes.” You choked out. “He's not my Alistair. He's a monster.” Your hands griped the edge of the table as you tried to remain upright.

“Well if you know he's a monster why were you with him.” Dean looked at you in disgust.

“It wasn't by choice.” You whispered looking down at the table. Silence feel over the table. Glancing back up at both men, you noted they both looked at you with mistrust in their eyes. “I swear I never wanted to be anywhere near him. And if I can help take him down I will. I heard some names when I was with him. Perhaps they may be of some help.” Dean and Cas exchanged looks. “I can clearly recall three names. Arthur Ketch, Samuel, and a woman going by the name of Meg Masters. I don't know if that means anything to you but that's all I know.”

Dean's jaw clenched as you listed the names, the look on his face becoming harder and harder. Turning to his second in command his voice was harsh. “Did you know anything about this?”

“About what?” You interrupted.

Cas frowned. “Meg is my fiancé.”

“Did. You. Know?” Dean growled.

“No.” Cas answered with a pained face. “She is a traitor.”

“Go. Break the news to the family, make sure all plans she may know about are changed. I'll join you once I'm finished up here.” Dean waved him off.

“I really should be going.” You began to stand up as Cas exited the booth.

“Stay a moment, I have something I’d like to discuss with you.” Dean casually lifted his glass to his lips.

“Alright.” You murmured sitting back down. “It was nice to meet you Cas and I'm so sorry about your fiancé.” Cas only gave a sad smile before he turned and disappeared into the crowd. When you turned your gaze back to Dean you found him watching you as he absently swirled the liquid in his drink round and round.

“You must know more about Alistair and the Novak family.”

You shifted uncomfortably. “Not really. I didn't know he was associated with a family and I was never made privy to their plans.”

“He's the one who gave you that bruise isn't he?” Dean suddenly switched subjects.

“What? No! I told you I-”

“You slipped and fell you told me. But I know he was in your apartment last night.”

Your eyes widened in shock. So much for keeping that secret. “And what if he was? Why do you care? All I am to you is a means to an end.” You hissed as you stood up.

“That's not true!” Dean slammed his glass on the table.

“Don't lie to me Dean. I already have enough people in my life who do that.” You glared down at him fed up with his confusing behavior. One moment he was caring and almost sweet then the next he was cold and rude. “Thank you for the oh so wonderful night. And on that note this is where I bid you farewell.” You huffed then turned on your heel and walked into the swaying crowd.

As you pushed your way through the crowd an upbeat jazz song began. Couples spun around you but you ignored them, intent on leaving the bar. Behind you, a hand grabbed your elbow and spun you around into the arms of the very person you were hoping not to see. “What are you doing here?” You hissed as Alistair lead you into the quickstep.

“Just wanted to see if you were doing as I asked. That was quite the lovely performance I do have to say.” He leered at you. “There's just one little problem.” He spun you around in time with the music. “We just lost a valuable source of intel because of you.”

“I thought they already knew.” You cringed waiting for his wraith.

“This is your only warning little bird. No more slip ups.”

“There won't be I promise.” You felt his grip tighten on your waist as he tugged you closer to him.

“Good.” He nipped at the edge of your ear making you feel the urge to hurl. “Now I have a little information gathering mission for you.” He pulled you towards the door away from the music and the dancing crowd. “It shouldn't be to difficult all you have to do is show up.” He handed you a slip of paper with an address, date, and time. “Don't disappoint me again.” With those words Alistair again faded into the shadows.

His scent still swirled around you as you exited the bar. All around you people went about their business but all the activity was lost to you. All you could do was stare at the words writtten on the paper and think of Alistair's parting words. One more mistake and you were dead.

Part 6  

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Things Forbidden 2

A/N: Smut in this chapter 

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“Nice to see you too Zoe.”

Zoe’s frowned hard.

“Not nice to see you Gabriel.”

Luna turned looking at Loki. His face was pale and eyes wide as he looked between Luna and Zoe.

“You haven’t told her the truth?!! You lying angelic asshole! You have lied to my niece to get her to love you?!!”

Gabriel golden eyes looked coldly at Zoe before flickering to Luna.

“Okay, what is going on here?”

Luna asked calmly. It was in this moment Gabriel wished that she would yell. The look of confusion and disappointment on her face was something that he couldn’t handle. For some reason he had lost the ability to talk as well. Every time he would think of something legitimately good to say it sounded lame. Zoe meanwhile, could talk just fine.

“Luna, you aren’t with some trickster. This is the archangel Gabriel who apparently hadn’t grown up one bit.”

Luna put her hand over her mouth. Zoe glared between the two of them.

“Yes sweetie that Gabriel.”

Sam, who had came into the room looked slightly concerned himself.

“Zoe I think you need to let them talk.”

Zoe shook her head as did Dean.

“He isn’t going anywhere with her.”

Dean said icily. Sam rolled his eyes before running a hand through his hair.

“You’re treating her just like you did when I was in love with Ruby.”

Dean looked even more disgusted.

“Apparently you two just make really bad relationship choices and need to remain single the rest of your lives”

Luna who had finally regained the sense to speak shook her head.

“Enough! What I do with my life is my business. You all are my family and I love each of you! But who are you all to tell me who I should and shouldn’t love? You’re relationships aren’t very orthodox themselves.”

Cas looked up from his shoes finally.

“We don’t lie to each other though.”

Zoe nodded.

“Twat waffle there has been lying to you for ages!”

Gabriel rolled his eyes.

“That’s original. Did you come up with that yourself?”

Luna turned.

“Enough! I mean it. From all of you….stop acting like children! Gabriel we do need to talk. Come on.”

She reached out grabbing his hand pulling the archangel toward her car. Zoe was quickly walking behind them.

“NO! You two are not going off together!”

Sam sighed quickly walking forward wrapping his arms around the angel holding her back.

“He’ll bring her back. Calm down. You can’t tell her what to do forever.”

Zoe growled.

“Like hell I can!”

Sam gently shook her.

“Zoe listen to yourself! Let them talk this out! Gabriel, like it or not, is a good match for Luna. I get why you are pissed but you can’t order Luna around all of her life! Come inside and relax. When she gets home we will all sit down and talk like rational adults.”

Meanwhile,

Gabriel sat silently beside Luna as she sped down the dark Kansas road. Neither had said anything for a few moments. This was the most silent moment they had ever shared.

“Sugar, where are we going?”

Gabriel asked gently. Luna didn’t even advert her eyes from the road.

“What does it matter?”

Gabriel sighed.

“Getting in cars with mad girls is a bad idea.”

Luna pursed her pink lips.

“You lied to me.  Was all of this a lie?”

Gabriel shook his head looking down at his lap.

“No. I love you Luna.”

Luna didn’t say it back for once instead she was silent. She didn’t make any facial expression as she drove quietly. Gabriel sighed realizing he just might have fucked everything up beyond repair. He wanted to get out of the car and just disappear again. Luna would forget him soon enough and could find a better lover.

He hated everything about himself at the moment. Everything that was right was wrong. Just like Gabriel has envisioned all the good had came crashing down in a gigantic heap of destruction!

Gabriel tried to think of anything to get himself out of his head. The radio’s gentle hum didn’t help at all and the lyrics were like a kick in the balls…

You’re out of touch I’m out of time But I’m out of my head when you’re not around You’re out of touch I’m out of time But I’m out of my head when you’re not around

Luna’s hand wrapping around his pulled Gabriel from his thoughts. He looked down to see her tiny hand actually intertwined with his. It wasn’t a figment of his imagination.

“I love you too. I just want to truth. Why did you lie to me?”

Gabriel sighed.

“Various reasons. I have been hiding who I am for a very long time. I also didn’t want you to think I was with you because I wanted your mother. I wanted to you to see that I wanted you. If that meant me being someone else I was willing to do that. Damn I sound like some creeper.”

Luna chuckled at that.

“I can buy those reasons. I want to know what happened with my mother though. You owe me the truth.”

Gabriel nodded to a parking lot.

“Pull over baby.”

Luna pulled into the empty shopping mall parking lot. Shutting off the car she turned to face the archangel beside her. Gabriel took a breath before taking Luna’s hand back in his.

“I didn’t used to be the nicest of guys sugar. When I was paired with your mother the last thing I did was remain faithful. Rosalie and I just weren’t a good match. Friend wise we were fine. Husband and wife was a big hell no. She had enough of my behavior, which I don’t blame her on now and wanted the bond severed. I did it because I thought it’s what was best. I wanted her to be happy. I blame myself for a lot of what happened to her. Just because you’re not with someone anymore doesn’t mean that you stop caring. When I heard Raphael and Michael was again after her I begged your mother to take you and run. You were a toddler then that was the last time I saw you until a few months ago. I even tried to get Rose to let me keep the two of you and your tax accountant of a father safe. Luna, your mother was so damn stubborn. She said it wasn’t my responsibility anymore. I was so mad after that I just stopped talking to her. I ran…just like I am good at. 4 years later she was dead and like I said I haven’t stopped blaming myself. Zoe thinks I am some asshole that abandoned your mother. She doesn’t know the half of it. There was a lot that happened. There's a lot more that is hard to explain. I was also playing double agent with Lucifer. Zoe and the others don't know that. Your mother only found out when we ran into each other a few years after I left her. At this point she was married to your father. She understood everything after I explained it and said she would keep everything secret. Rosalie and I kept everything between us after our separation secret.  I don’t love her like I love you. I’ve never loved anyone like I love you Luna. Whether you believe that or not is on you. If you don’t want to see me again I get it.”

Gabriel looked away from Luna and stared out the window. Luna sat motionless a moment before undoing her seatbelt and climbing across onto Gabriel’s lap.

“You stubborn stubborn trickster of an archangel! I still want you!”

Gabriel’s golden eyes rolled to hers.

“Sugar I…”

Luna’s lips were crammed against his stopping Gabriel from continuing his sentence. This kiss was different. In ways it felt almost like almost felt like a first kiss that quickly escalated into a long hungry passion filled make out session. Luna’s fingers were tangled in Gabriel’s golden curls tugging. She was thankful to see that he triggers when it came to passion were still the same whether he was Loki or Gabriel.

“Gabriel, I need you.”

The archangel moaned as he pushed her skirt up enough to undo his jeans. He stopped looking at her carefully. If she were any other woman he would have been tearing into her.

“Are you sure you want that? I mean like now? Aren’t you going to ground me from sex or something and I have to be a miserable whinny bastard for a few days?”

Luna pressed a series of kisses to his jaw line giggling. Her fingers traced down his chest stopping as they came in contact with the tip of his now noticeable erection. Gabriel hissed as her fingers stroked over his length a few times.

“Yes I want it. You’ve explained what happened. There is no point in dragging this out. You said sorry this is where we have make up sex and go about our business.”

Gabriel chuckled as he snapped his fingers making her panties disappear.

“That’s my girl.”

He cooed before reaching down and leaning the seat back a slightly. Gabriel’s hands cupped her breasts pressing kisses to the exposed parts of her chest.

“This shirt has been teasing me since you opened that door. It will look better on the floor of the bedroom later.”

Luna pressed her hips harder into Gabriel’s.

“Don’t leave me tonight Gabriel.”

“I’m not leaving you again. I don’t care what your lovely family has to say either. They can get used to me or they can get over it. I could always just throw you over my shoulder and take you with me.”

Luna looked pleased with that as they went back to kissing. She whimpered going to situate herself on his lap so Gabriel could push inside instead she banged her head on the ceiling of the car.

“Ow!”

She whimpered holding her head as Gabriel pressed his hand to the top of her head making the pain go away. He leaned he seat back a little further trying to find some kind of leverage.

“Boy the movies make this look so easy. Good thing I am not some tall mother fucker or this would be really difficult!”

Luna chuckled as he tried to pull his tight Levi’s down taking extra care to not hurt her again in the process.

“I picked a hell of a day to wear tight jeans.”

Gabriel grumbled trying to pull his arm back carefully. He tugged a little harder this time however, his elbow went back causing the glass to crack. Both Gabriel and Luna sat motionless with wide eyes before bursting into fits of giggles.

“Well damn how are we going to explain that one? Sorry we were trying to fuck each other and this happened or bats man…a bat hit the window.”

Gabriel said sheepishly. Luna laughed hard pressing her face into his neck.

“Stop making me laugh. Neither one of us is going to get off at this rate. We’ll go with the bats.”

“Bats it is.”

Gabriel said softly. He took his cock in his hand jerking himself a few times to get back to the state he was in before.

“Now sugar?”

He asked with pouting puppy eyes. Luna nodded raising her hips again. This time she took care not to smack her head on the ceiling. She took Gabriel like a band-aid from tip to base in one motion. Gabriel moaned fighting the urge to yank her down to pound into her mercilessly. Instead, he gave her gently thrusts making sure not to break anymore windows or cause any damage in the process. Luna wrapped her arms around Gabriel’s neck. Her body clenched hearing him panting in her ear.

“I’ll give you a good fucking later. We can sound proof that room of yours and I’ll make you scream. Damn it sugar this is a little difficult. Only good part is I’m totally ball deep right now and can fuck you crazy deep.”

Luna gasped, knowing Gabriel was trying to make her come. The car sex was definitely more difficult than she had expected it to be.

“Luna…sugar…I can’t…”

Luna reached out biting down on his ear earning a low growl. Kissing down his neck she gently bit down as she tightened her body she felt Gabriel come hard. She knew his kinks and biting was one of his favorites. He didn’t care to walk around with love bites littering his neck and body.  

She gasped when she felt Gabriel’s hand on her clit.

“Come for me sugar. I know you felt me come inside you. You’re all mine Luna. No one is going to touch you like I do. Come now…”

Luna cried out coming undone in his arms. They sat in a sweaty heap not ready to move for a few moments.

“So that was making love to an archangel?”

Luna asked with as smirk. She felt Gabriel smile against her shoulder.

“You haven’t seen anything yet sugar. You’ve had the trickster special but now its time for the archangel special. Come on baby. Let’s go get you some dinner or something.”

30 minutes later, Gabriel and Luna sat at a quiet diner.

“I have to say fucking in a car was almost a disaster. They made it look too easy in Titanic.”

Gabriel smirked giving her an eyebrow wiggle.

“I didn’t hear you complaining when you were crying my name sweet cheeks.”

Luna blushed looking down at their again intertwined hands. Gabriel was busy watching her face. He loved watching her blush. Gabriel was so lost in the moment of watching his lover he hadn’t heard the door in the diner open and close. He didn’t give a damn about any of the other people in the restaurant. Tonight his eyes were only on his princess.

The happy moment changed when Luna’s face went from happy to sheer horror.

“Gabriel….its him….the angel that killed my mom and dad.”

Gabriel’s golden eyes went wide before he resumed his cool composure. He turned slightly in the bench seeing none other than Raphael standing in the doorway. Gabriel quickly turned knowing his brother could sense him.

“Get under the table Luna. I’ll keep you safe. Don’t make a sound.”

Luna nodded with wide petrified as she slid down into the floor huddling her self beside Gabriel’s legs. She trembled as a pair of legs approached their table. It was like reliving the most awful night of her life when the fancy dress shoes stopped and faced her direction. Hearing his voice made her heart pound.

“Gabriel.”

She slightly jumped when she felt Gabriel’s hand soothingly rub her shoulder. From where she sat she could see his face clearly.

“Raphael.”

Gabriel kept his voice even as his older brother gave him a cold grimace.

“I didn’t know you were back in America. Looking for anything interesting?”

Gabriel shook his head using an illusion to keep Luna hidden. If Raphael looked under the table he would only see his brother’s feet.

“Nah…just enjoying my freedom. You should enjoy it sometime.”

Luna meanwhile, was taking deep even breaths. Gabriel’s voice sounded almost foreign to her. Raphael chuckled.

“Enjoy it while you can little brother. Soon you’ll be back in heaven taking your place where you are meant to be.”

Gabriel frowned.

“Beside your psycho ass? I’ll take a rain check on that.”

Raphael looked less than pleased with his little brother’s sassy comment.

“I’ll cash in on that soon Gabriel. Remember that Lucifer isn’t here to keep you safe anymore. If you see Luna it will be in your best interest to inform me of the girl’s whereabouts.”

Raphael was no fool. He knew that Gabriel and Luna were an item. The fiery look in his younger brother’s eyes told him everything that he needed to know.

“I’ll tell you nothing.”

Gabriel growled. Raphael raised an eyebrow as he turned to walk toward the door.

“We’ll see Gabriel. You aren’t the spoiled protected child that you used to be. Also it will be Michael and myself against you. Two against one isn’t a good number. See you soon brother.”

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