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Dean Winchester x Reader 🐞

Summary: Dean, did the unthinkable, and cheated on you, on your anniversary.

A/N: Oh yay, I'm so excited, not only my first one shot, but also my first one done for the bingo @jacklesversebingo 🐞❤️💕 I'm just so excited to hear what y'all think. Much love my bugsies 🐞

Line: I don't really hate you, but I hate what you have done to us!

Warnings: Angst, A Lot of Angst! 🤔 Sorry about that😱

Word Count: Honestly no idea😱 will check next time🤩

Cover Art: Done by me 🐞 and the pic's from Pinterest and Canva 💕

Characters: Dean Winchester, Mention of Sam, and you❤️

"No Dean" I screamed, tears streaming down my cheeks.

"You don't get to look at me like that" I sniffed

"How could you do this to us?" Anger and sadness visible on my face

"Baby Listen" his voice low

With my hands on his muscular chest I shove him backwards, screaming now, "I don't need too listen, dammit, nothing you say is going to change a thing"

His emerald green eyes, is welled up, "just listen please" barely audible

"I hate you Dean" I say while throwing the ring on the floor

Taking a suitcase from the closet, tossing in any clothes I can find.

"You're leaving babe?" the distraught look on his face, caught you off guard

"Don't look at me like that, its your fault" you shove him out of the way walking to the bathroom to grab your toiletries.

He grabs ahold of your arm, spinning you around, and into his chest, "let me go," making my hands into small fist's, hitting against him, though it's not really doing anything.

His eyes pleading "sweetheart, please just listen to me, it didn't mean anything"

Squinting your eyes, "it didn't mean anything? Don't lie to me, Dean"

"I'm sorry" he claimed

"Yeah, your sorry I found out" I sneered

His jaw clenches, "no, babe, I'm serious it didn't mean a damn thing"

"Great so you threw all of this away for nothing" I smirked

"I was drunk okay! I didn't know what I were doing" his face full of guilt

Laughing a little "that's a lame excuse if I ever heard one"

You can't stand to be this close to him, hearing his heart beating, the way he looks into your eyes, the way his arms is holding you, you always were so weak when it came to him, it always were like some sort of special gift he had, making you putty in his big hands. But not today, not know, not after what he's done.

Trying to get out of his tight grip, you try to shove him backwards again, but he just holds you tightly, his voice revealing the sadness "do you really hate me"

Searching his face, his emerald green eyes, now, almost hazel like. Your voice brittle, tears streaming down my face "No, I... I don't really hate you, but I hate what you have done to us"

He thumbs away some of the tears, letting out a whisper, "I'm so sorry sweetheart"

"Sorry, just sorry, it won't work" you whisper - scream

"Then what will, baby" he asks

"I don't know,! nothing! The day you slid that ring on my finger, you swore you'll never betray me, break my trust, or trash my heart, guess what you did" getting angry all over again now "how could you" and with that you get out of his grip

Realising what he did, he just stood there, not making a sound, just listening to the sound of her crying, crying he caused. "Dammit" he cursed underneath his breath.

Taking her suitcase she walks out of their shared room, right to the door, glancing over the house she called home for the past five years, the memories they shared, the laughter, it's all gone now, in one night, he managed to erase five years of their lives together.

Dean runs towards her, "Baby wait, just stay, it's 3 in the morning, you can't drive like this" concern in his husky voice.

Glaring at him, "don't act like you care, if you did, you would have known, what yesterday was"

Dean, looks at her puzzled, following her eyes to the kitchen, he's jaw dropped when he saw the kitchen table, set and decorated for two, candles, placed with champagne flutes, and a bottle that was supposed to be on ice, a freshly baked pie in the middle.

"Babe, I'm"

"Don't finish that sentence, I'm so sick and tired of your sorries," I warned.

"I can't believe I was so naive, yesterday when you didn't show, I called Sam, he said as far as he knew you went for a drink, the case you worked on hit you hard, I was afraid you had to much to drink, and maybe gotten in a accident, but to my surprise, I found you with that... that, woman, her arms wrapped around you having a good time, how the hell could you do that to us, to me?" I screamed

"Babe, it meant nothing, I love you"

Tears flooded down my cheeks "no! Dean! You do not love me" you mumbled, "goodbye Dean"

"Please baby, don't go, don't leave me" he pleaded

He grabs a hold of your wrist, but you shake it loose, almost running towards your car, hearing him say something in the distance, but you reply with a shout "don't you follow me Dean Winchester" and with that you started the engine, put it in drive and drove off

In your rearview mirror, you see the man you loved, still love, standing there distraught look on his face, the blurriness of your glazed up eyes, makes it hard to focus on the road ahead, but you just drove further anyway, not wanting to stay there, the way he made you feel, the hurt, pain and betrayal is just to much.

Seeing taillights of her car, is just one too much, how is he going to fix this, why did he do what he did, "what am I gonna do" throwing a punch in the air.

He just stood there in the pouring rain, watching as the love of his life, went further and further out of his reach.

That's when he heard the tires screeching on the wet road, and then the heart wrecking loud noise, he just some how knew it was her. He ran, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him.

"Noooooo!" Screaming as he got closer, her car hanging over the road barrier, "Baby," he grabs ahold of her hand, her face bloodied, her legs pinned, her eyes, bloodshot from the crying, "Dean" she whispers with pain. "I'm here sweetheart, don't leave me, I love you" a half smile on his plum lips. With the closing of her eyes she whispers "I love you too Dean"

Ask me what I want? And I'll tell you its a life where I'm not just merely existing but living. I want to be free like a bird roaming through the skies. Like a dolphin exploring the ocean. Like a drifter, wandering through the dessert. I want to hike through the mountains. I want to wander from coast to coast. I want to meet new people, explore little old places, write books and read even more. Create art of every little place I drive through. I want to feel the way the dirt kisses my soul. The way the fresh air hugs my lungs. In short, I want a life on the road in a van, exploring all the nooks and crannies of the earth, that's where you'll find me living. ~ Denesca van Eck

A/N: Alohaz, my dear bugsies, this is not requested, but instead a prompt I saw, for the 'month of love' to write about a rockstar, and who better than our 'Dean Winchester', but I'm gonna warn, y'all this is a tear-jerker, I hope you all enjoy this first chapter, if you do, please let me know.❤️🐞

Side Note: Thank you for all the love Bugsies, I appreciate all of your support.🥰❤️

Warnings: Some profanity, mentions of death, drug use and alcohol use mentioned, if anything else, please let me know.🙈🙊

Also Please take Note: That only the first song/poem is my own work, as for the other lyrics used in this chapter, is from 'War Hippies' aswell as 'Carolyn Dawn Johnson'🤠🥰

Description: Famous Country-Rock Artist, High On Drugs, Booze & Guilt, after almost hitting rock bottom and meeting a angel in a smoky old bar room, his saving Grace, he finds his way, during the last words she'll ever say.

Chapter One 🐞🤠

The sound of the acoustic guitar plays throughout the studio, the man's voice, tugging every heart string as his southern draw comes through with every word, ''You were my saving Grace, my safe space, maybe if I prayed a little longer, the bond between me and up above would've been stronger, maybe if you told me sooner I could've loved you for a while more, but that's not what fate had in-store, between my whisky drinking, my heart and hopes sinking, into the darkness I wanted to dive, then you came along, with your eyes, looking so full of life, I'm man enough to admit that at first I hated you, my heart already knew, but my mind had no clue, Your honesty took me by surprise, your smile could brighten up a room like a sunrise, your sweet voice told me not to fall in love, but how could I not, ho do I just make it stop, when I first tasted your lips, feeling the touch of your fingertips, you made it possible again, for me you know, the part of living, when the news came you were dying, of course it destroyed me, she just smiled and said that's how it's supposed to be, I found my way, in the last words, she'll ever say, during her last breath, I found my will to live, I realized during that time, I found true meaning of love and light, Knowing, she weren't just my lover, she was my Saving Grace, oooooh, she was my saving Grace'' 

As he looks up over the studio, you can see his emerald-green eyes, is moist, his dirty-blonde beard, defining his amazing jawline, the smile on his rosy plum lips is warm, raking his longer hair through his fingers, so it will fall backwards, and out of his face, showcasing the lines on his face, telling a story of a few hard years. His smoky voice fills the emotional crowd. ''Thank you'' he mouthed.

Walking closer to the dark brown armchair, he greets the woman with the short blonde her, pulling her into a side hug. 

Her voice a little hoarse, ''Welcome Dean, glad you could finally make it,''

''Thank you for having me'' he smiles

''That song was beautiful as always, it always leaves a tear or two,'' she chuckles, while swiping away the last evidence of the wetness on her cheek.

Letting out a laugh ''Thank you, this song means more to me than anyone will ever know,''

''Yes, for sure, its so different from your usual stuff'' she suggested

''That's very true Claire, the other songs were just words, stringed together, but this, this, song its a story, its my reality, it was Grace's reality, it speaks about me hitting rock bottom and how she saved me'' his voice breaking a little at the end.

''I hear you, that woman had a voice of an angel'' she said smiling

''More like a choir of southern angels'' he lets out a chuckle

Laughing with the good looking man, ''Tell me Dean how does it feel knowing, you've reached double platinum and millions of online streams, with your song 'Saving Grace'''

Pulling his fingers through his hair, a smile curving on his lips ''You know Claire, I feel blessed of course, I never thought that it would reach so many people, but I'm satisfied in knowing that it means so much to them''

The live studio crowd, cheers and claps, in response. One of the guest's takes the microphone , going around, ''Excuse me Dean, can I ask you a personal question?''

Turning his glance towards the woman in the crowd, smiling, ''I'm a open book, ask away''

Smiling excitedly, ''How did you two meet, or rather what's the story behind the song?''

Letting out a nervous chuckle, ''Well, I met her during the darkest time of my life, when none of you wanted to listen to my music anymore, and I was a drunken, jerk with a huge ego''

''I always loved your music'' she laughs

''Thank you'' he smiles ''Well it all started two years ago''

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'Heard about the crossroads

Yeah it's a real thing

Sold my soul, traded love out for a dream

Yeah she's gone for good and it's killing meWhen the curtain falls

And there ain't no missed calls

The room is empty

And I should be feelin' ten feet tall

The shootin' star that's killin' it

But I ain't feelin' nothin' at all'

''Thank You'' he shouted, stumbling off the stage, with his guitar, holding onto the walls, as he walks backstage, ordering the drummer, for another bottle of whiskey, Garth just shook his head, and handed him the bottle, knowing, there's no use trying to make him see the light.

As he fell down, on the couch of his dressing room, swallowing, away the gold liquid, hearing his manger saying the same old tune, ''Dean, you got to start getting your act together, your loosing fans with your drunken ass, when last did you write, some of your own songs'' 

Glaring at the old man, ''The people love me, I'm Dean freaking Winchester, best damn, country-rock artist, they've ever heard, the charts don't lie'' he slurred, 

Clearly frustrated with Dean the old man leaves, walking into the smoky old barroom. The bar was just almost too quiet, you could hear a pin drop so to say. Glancing over at the stage, there stood a woman, he heard about her, but never really heard sing.

Her voice was sweet and filled with a deep southern accent, almost like Wynonna Judd, or Dolly Parton. ''Good evening, Nashville, who's ready to go back to their old country roots, tonight I'll be doing one of my favorite songs of Carolyn Dawn Johnson,'' the crowd cheered ''Yes y'all its 'Die of a broken heart'

'And take me fast or take me slow

I don't really care how I go

In the daylight or in the dark

Just don't let me die of a broken heart

Take me fast or take me slow

I don't really care how I go

In the daylight or in the dark

Just don't let me die of a broken heart

No, don't let me die of a broken heart

No'

A sweet smile, on her face, revealing the rosy cheekbones,  her fair skin damp, from the heat, her strawberry blonde, hair draped over her shoulders, the blue denim jacket hugging her hourglass figure, her electric blue eyes glistening, with the stage lights, her voice filled with life, ''Hit it Jimmy, lets give these folks a little taste of a simple life''

'Spend my days in the sweet sunshine

Rock in my swing and watch my garden grow

Know that I'll always have someone to hold

Oh I wanna live the simple life, yeah

I wanna take a blanket down to the creek

And let the water sing me to sleep

And let go in time

Live the simple life..

Well lately I've seen too many city lights

I wanna go somewhere where i can see the stars at night'

As he listened too this beauty singing her heart out, he had an idea. Almost running over too Dean after he'd had a talk with her manager, only too find the man passed out drunk. When he promised his daddy he'd take care off him, he'd never would've guessed this would happen, he's not really sure were Dean's life took a turn for the worst, maybe the day his brother walked away, not wanting to deal with his crap anymore, hell maybe the day, his fame went to his head, maybe the day the car crash took Kevin's life, but whatever it was, he needs too find a way to help him, and something tells him that Grace Tucker is the answer.

Chapter One Here :)

Teen wolf

Derek Hale x reader

A/N: Uhmmm hold on bugsies, this is a 'claw-biter' 🤣... Hope y'all enjoy 🐞🩷

Side Note: Starting to think of doing a rewatch maybe 😅🐞🤣🥹... Also thanks for the love and support 🐞🐞🐞❤️❤️

Warnings: Swearing light. Anger. Violence. Use of weapons, anything else let me know🐺🐞😍

Stops inches away from her, glancing at her and then at the moon, the wolf starts howling at the moon, as she stood there, to afraid to even move, she catches a glimpse of the wolf's eyes, it's sort of friendly looking, there's a sense of gentleness and familiarity about the blue orbs, but that's just plain crazy, she's never seen a wolf up close.

The wolf starts walking away, he suddenly stops, staring at her, not to growl, he just simply let's out a little whine, then he starts running deeper into the woods.

Barely breathing she stood there, unsure of what to do, unable to comprehend of what just happened, why the animal didn't attack her.

....

Panting now, as he stood there on the hill, looking out over the forest, cursing himself internally "what the hell was that?, how is it that still after all this time the full moon still has such an affect on him?"

"Her heart were beating rapidly" somehow he just couldn't stop himself from getting closer, hearing her cry, just drew him in closer, somehow it made him angry, who in their right mind would hurt her? Of course he would never attack her, but it's as if the rage inside of him made him see red, it bothered him seeing her like that, scratching the back of his neck, "why did it bother me so much, seeing her with so much hurt and sadness?" He regretted it the very second when he walked towards her, seeing the fear in her eyes, made him feel like a predator, but what was he going to do tell the poor woman "hey don't worry you've met me, I'm Derek Hale and I'm a damn werewolf, yes I can rip your throat out with my bare teeth, but I won't"

Hearing footsteps between the trees makes him growl, "Dad it's just me"

"What the hell Eli?" He hissed

"I'm sorry, you were gone for so long, I had to come and see if everything is okay" he stuttered

Instantly regretting his tone in his voice "it's fine son, I'm sorry, I'm doing okay, how are you?"

Mumbling "yeah good dad, can we go home now, I always feel so strange when the moon is full"

"I know son, you'll get used to it" he lied

"If only I can be more like you dad" he whispered, knowing his dad would still hear him

Giving him a half smile "no son, you don't want to be like me, you just be yourself, all your strength will come at the right time"

"Thanks dad, but what strength, I don't have any strength" he sighed

"Your my son, a Hale, a werewolf, we'll figure it out you'll see, but we can talk more about it at home. You have school tomorrow" he replied.

....

Still struggling to figure out last night's events, she starts going through the assignments, she gave the kids, there's some nice quotes from Marilyn Monroe, even a few from Hemingway himself, but the last one she reads, leaves her cold, 'Just because I am a predator doesn't mean I have to be a killer' glaring at the name on the page Eli Hale, "what does that even mean?" Thinking to herself, "I'll talk to him after class"

The bell ringing let's the children know it's time to go home, as she's the last class for the day, as the kids walks past her, she asks Eli to quickly stay behind.

He stops, "yes miss, something wrong?" He mumbles

Her voice is sweet "Eli, the assignment yesterday, you never wrote down, where you heard it from?"

Smiling almost proudful "my dad, taught me that since I were Little"

Trying to hide the judgment in her voice she smiles "oh that's nice, I were just curious, thank you, have a great day"

He just nods, says "goodbye" and walks out.

Trying to suppress the anger she feels boiling, "who would teach their kids that? What type of monster" shaking her head , "Since when am I such a bad judge of character, he looked genuinely nice!"

....

Pulling in her driveway, glancing over to her neighbors, shaking her head. As she gets out, she hears the man's smoky voice "hey neighbor" , contemplating if she should wave at him or just let it be, but she just can't control the anger.

"Excuse me Mr. Hale" she waves him down

He laughs a little "A bit formal don't you think?"

There's a fire burning in her eyes "what is the matter with you?"

Shocked "Excuse me Madison?"

There's anger and judgement in her voice now "why would you teach your son his a predator, what type of parent does that?"

His, green - hazel eyes seems concerned, "Look Miss Wells, what I teach my son, has nothing to do with you"

The color leaves her face, "your not even going to deny it? How are you trying to raise your son? To be a predator? To go on some sort of crime bender, what kind of father does that "

''You have absolutely no right to come and attack me, about the way I parent my son, so I would appreciate it if you leave'' he hissed

Her eyes darken, her voce sharp. ''I have every right to tell you, what I think, its my job to look after the kids of my class, so in opinion you are  a terrible parent and a horrible human being'' 

His heart rate is sky rocketing, he needs to fight harder than ever to not shift, folding his arms, to hide his claws coming out, feeling the sharp points piercing into his arm's flesh, his voice sounding croaky ''you need to leave right now, go away and don't ever come near me again''

Her eyes widening, ''fine, but this isn't over'' she mumbled 

He just turns around, closing the door, falling to the ground, ''what the hell is happening why can't I suppress the shift'' letting out a soft roar. ''Something aren't right!''

Walking to her house she could've sworn she heard a roar sound. Usually she won't back down so easily but something in his demeanor frightened her. Something about him, makes her feel frightened and intrigued at the same time.

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As Eli walks into his  house he sees, his dad sitting at the dining room table, tapping his fingers on the wooden surface beneath, his go to thing, when ever his really mad. ''Dad, everything oaky?''

''No Eli, everything is not fine, why the hell did you think it was a good idea to write that little thing I taught you since you were a pup down and give to your new teacher'' he hissed

''Uhm Dad, I..I'm sorry, it was the only thing I could think off, I thought you'd be proud that I remember the stupid phrase'' he stuttered

''Dammit Eli, your a werewolf, that's a phrase to keep us human, to keep us from killing, you have any idea what you've done?'' he echoed

''I'm not a werewolf, not like you'' he stammered and ran upstairs, closing his bedroom door like just a teenager can.

''Eli, get down here this very minute'' he urged. Making a fist, almost smashing it against the table, but decides against it. ''I'm doing the best I can, dammit'' he mumbled underneath his breath.

The doorbell rang, as Derek opened it, he saw Sheriff Stilinski. 

''Hello Sheriff, with what can I help you?'' he sighed

''Rough day Derek?'' he acknowledged

''Two words, 'Teenaged son'' he hissed

''Been there, done that, just be glad you don't have Stiles as a son.'' 

Both men starts laughing.

''What brings you to my door Noah?''

''Well, something isn't quite right, some high school kids were hiking in the woods and found four bodies, two of them were human with bite marks but the other were your kind, and they were killed with silver bullets, but also, here's the part that doesn't make sense, there blood was black, as if they ingested some kind of poison but, I don't know what it is, the bodies are at the morgue, mind checking it out for me?'' he pleaded

A puzzled look on his face, ''yeah I'll check it out, give me a sec'' running upstairs, knocking on the door, ''Son, I'm going to leave , Sheriff Stilinski needs some help, I'm sorry about getting angry with you earlier, we can talk when I get home.''

Eli looked at his father, his voice distant, ''Yeah whatever dad''

Grabbing his keys, off the kitchen table, walking outside, glancing over to the neighboring house, seeing Madison carrying a box from the garage, realizing his been a full grown jerk, he needs to apologize, and think of some kind of excuse for his behavior all while making up some kind reason for the phrase. Gesturing he'll be right behind the Sheriff, he walks over towards her house.

Already catching the sweet scent of her , she smells like roses, sweet fruity roses, but the moment she turns facing him, he hears her heart starts beating faster, he can sense her fear, he just absolutely hates that this gently person is afraid of him. His voice low ''Hello''

Pursing her lips ''Hello''

''Listen about earlier, you just caught me on a bad time, and I were already stressed out, so I kind of took it out  on you, as for the phrase my son wrote down, it came out of some movie, the name I can't recall, but I will talk to him, well I tried but that didn't go well, anyhow I hope you'll accept my apology.'' he claimed.

Her voice a bit shaky, ''Its fine, I'm so sorry as well, and I didn't really mean your a horrible person, I can't make assumptions of people, like that,'' pouting now ''in a way I think I let my own anger and personal baggage spill over, so I'm so sorry'' 

Picking up she's a bit more relaxed  now and there's a soft smile forming on her lips, but before he can invite her to dinner or something, to show how sorry he is, he hears a different sound sliding through the wind. Turning around to where the sound is coming from, then suddenly hearing the exact same sound in another direction, his senses is heightened, hearing multiple heartbeats, some fast, some relaxed, forming almost a circle around them, the scents are human, the swooshing comes closer and closer, but he catches the arrow, and then the other one, but then there's multiple arrows, remembering the woman behind him, turning to face her, she's just standing there shock on her face, as he hovers over her, managing to pick her up as he ran towards the trees, she squirms and screams, but he doesn't really care, he needs to get away, drawing them after him and not after his son, while getting her too safety his eyes starts glowing, turning his hazel green eyes, into an electric blue, his back is pierced with multiple arrows, most probably laced with wolfsbane, as he feels his strength getting weaker and weaker, crashing down to the ground, seeing a man, most probably a hunter walking closer towards there position, he clings to her, for life, afraid they might think she's one of them, he pushes through the pain, gathering every last bit of strength he has left, first came the claws then the fangs, he starts roaring, warning what ever comes closer that he will attack, but the figure comes closer, until he...

Chapter Three Here :)

Dean x Reader

A/N: It's here my bugsies🐞💕 the wedding, I'll suggest you grab a nice cup of hot cocoa and a box of tissues 🤭🥲🥰🐞

Side Note: I can't believe my first ever written story, has made it this far, I feel so blessed with all the love and support from y'all 🥰🐞(of course I'm not crying 😭 you are😂)

Warning: Just pure fluff, and some happy tears🐞🥰

Thank you for loving me, even though, I've ran away, messed everything up, and managed to still blame you sometimes for stuff going wrong, Babe, you have given me more in this life than I could ever ask, you've given me, love, laughter, a chance to really have the life I've dreamt of as a little girl, Dean my love, you came into my life in the most unexpected way, in a coffee shop, somehow it feels like ages ago, we've changed, we've grown, we've gotten older, we have a life together, we have a beautiful house, on a lovely piece of land, but in all honesty, I would love you even if we never fix all the leaks on the roof,  I would love you, if we stayed in the impala, my love, I would choose you a million times over, even with all the stuff we both went through, I'd choose you time and time again, see babe, with your emerald green eyes, and that stupid mischievous smile of yours, you stole my heart, I guess what trying to say is, that you are my home, no matter where we are.

''Urgh. I can't say that, it sounds so freaking cheesy'' agitated, crumbling up the piece of paper and throwing it in the corner of the bedroom.

''Sweetie, are you okay'' a sweet smile on Caroline's face.

Tears welling up in her eyes ''No mom, I'm not, everything's a disaster, why did we say we are going to write our own vows? And to top off the damn cheesy wedding vows, I'm afraid my dress aren't going to fit, I'm going to throw up in front off everybody, this morning sickness is killing me, and I'm just.. just a mess''

Looking at her daughter in her bride to be gown, shaking her head ''Sweetie, you look beautiful, your dress is going to fit perfectly, your not even showing yet'' laughing now '' and as for the wedding vows, it can be as cheesy as you want it to be, as long as it comes from your heart, and we both know your morning sickness will pass in a sort little while, Eileen went to fetch you some ginger tea, okay''

Sighing, wiping her tears away. ''Thank you Mom, nobody really warns you about the crazy hormones when your pregnant.''

''Sweetie, you've always been a bit a little more emotional'' letting out giggle

Glancing at her mom, then breaking out in laughter. ''Yes Mom your right, I am being over dramatic aren't I?''

''I won't answer that if I were you, Mom'' Joe teased.

The three of them laughed. Joe looked at his sister, who's make-up and hair aren't done yet. He starts teasing her ''Oh poor bastard, he's going to stand at the altar thinking you're not going to show up'' 

Clicking her tongue, with a twinkle in her eyes, ''I still have loads of time, now go! I need to get ready''

Hearing Joe's laughter helps to calm her nerves, inhaling through her nose and exhaling through her mouth, ''I am being over dramatic, now lets start celebrating with some alcohol free champagne and good music,'' getting up, walking to were her wedding dress is still nicely wrapped up, feeling the excitement pulsing through her veins, ''I'm getting married, today'' letting out laughter.

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''Dammit Sammy, I can't find the rings, I knew I put it on the bedside table!'' running his hand over his face

''Dude, breathe, you gave the rings to Cas, remember'' letting out a snort

Dean sighs ''Oh yes, your right, hell I need a drink, I can't believe I'm so nervous.''

Putting his hand on his brother's shoulder, his voice sincere, ''Dean the two of you are made for each other, today is going to be perfect''

''Thanks man, there's a part of me, that thinks she's going to realize, I'm just really a jerk and leave me standing there, I'm not exactly a perfect man.''

Shaking his head in disbelief, ''Dean, that woman loves you, and only you, why I have no idea, but she does, so just try and enjoy today''

Cas, walks in the room, a big grin on his face ''You ready to be a married man, Dean?''

Dean and Sam laughs, but its Dean that speaks first. ''Honestly I wish it was all over already, I just want to stick that ring on her finger, and make sure she's mine forever, just don't let her hear that'' he laughs

Sam takes two glasses pouring some whisky in it, handing one to Dean ''Drink up brother, it will soothe the nerves'' and then taking a sip himself.

Cas glares at the two brothers.

''What'' the two brothers ask simultaneously 

''I'll take some of the whisky too, please'' Cas answered.

Dean laughs ''Pour him one Sammy''

''You and that beautiful woman your about to marry, has made me crazy and worried in the past, so if I'm going to marry the two of you today, I need a little something extra'' he laughs

The three of them spend the rest of the morning, talking about life, while wondering what the girls are up too.  

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Adjusting his tux, ''Does this thing ever get any less uncomfortable'' glancing at himself, in the mirror, thoughts racing through his head, ''she deserves way more, I'm not good enough, what am I even doing, how the hell am I going to be a good husband, a father?''

Removing the the tie, throwing it to the floor, rushing through the door, gasping, ''Sorry Bobby, I didn't see you''

''Where are you going you idjit? its almost time to for the wedding to start,'' he remarked

''I can't do this Bobby, she deserves better than me'' he growled

Bobby slapping him through the face ''damn idjit! would you just stop being so overly dramatic'' he warned

Dean's eyes are filled with concern, ''how.. how do I know if I'm going to be good enough for her, for our child''

''Do I look like Dr. Phil too you'' he barked a bit, taking Dean by his shoulders ''Son, she loves you, and you love her, as long as there's love then its good enough, nobody is perfect, but when there's love, real love between two people, then its pretty damn close.'' 

A corner of his mouth turned up, looking at the man who's more of a father to him, ''Thank you, I needed that.'' he expressed his gratitude.

''Yeah, yeah, we got to get a move on'' Bobby gestured.

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Inspecting herself in the mirror, her hair draped over her shoulders, loose little braids everywhere, tiny flowers, placed in between the braided strands, her makeup is soft, consisting of natural nudes, mixed with light browns, and light pink lips, glancing down at her dress, its a beautiful white, A-line dress, the corset piece, hugging her waist, and the sleeves only halfway up, exposing her neckline and back a little, the detailing is small, but everywhere you look is little roses and flowers with leaves draping all the way down, her brown boots with white laced tips, just giving her enough length, so that the seam of the dress, doesn't get dragged through the grass and mud as she walks towards the river, where the altar is set up. A smile tugging at her lips, ''I'm ready to marry the man of my dreams'' 

Caroline, Mary, Ruby and Eileen, just admiring the beautiful bride, Caroline's brittle voice, breaks the silence first, ''My sweet girl, you look amazing, beautiful and radiant'' hugging her daughter tightly. 

Her voice shaky ''Thank you mommy''

''My son, is sure lucky to marry such a beauty'' Mary's voice sweet

Letting out a laugh ''I'm the lucky one''

Eileen hands, you the beautiful flower bouquet, signing to you, ''its time''

As you walk out of the room, into the hallway meeting the glances of your father and Bobby. You asked your dad if he'd walk you down the aisle and if it would be okay if Bobby would also walked with the two of you, he didn't oppose, he said, that he understood why, and so you asked Bobby if it also be okay, and that day, the gruff old man, shed a few tears.

Bill's jaw dropped, when he saw his daughter walking out, ''Honey you are beautiful, a true vision.''

''I second that Bill'' Bobby smiled.

Pulling both into a hug, ''Thank you Daddy, Bobby, it means so much to me.

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All your family and friends are seated, waiting patiently for your arrival, as you start walking closer, you see Sam saying something to Dean, and Dean just laughed, like really laughed. Its like the world comes to a standstill if that man laughs, damn I love him.

Joe starts playing the traditional wedding entrance song on the piano, as you start walking towards the aisle, Your Dad on your right side and Bobby on your left, Ruby and Eileen walking in front of you, to take their positions in as bridesmaids. As you stride closer to Dean you could've sworn his eyes glossed over, his smile was from ear to ear as he shaked Bill's and Bobby's hands, giving them a one sided hug, and a low whisper of thank you.

You tried batting away the tears, as you glanced over the family and friends, then finally too your husband to be, but it didn't quite work. Dean thumbed away the tears. Mouthing, ''if you're okay and that you're the most beautiful thing he ever layed eyes on. 

Replying ''yes babe, just extremely happy''

Dean's emerald eyes, scanning over your lovely face, he leans in about to kiss you.

Cas giving a fake cough, ''Excuse me Dean but, you may not kiss the bride just yet'' the crowd burst out into laughter as they saw the quilty look upon his face. ''Fine'' he mumbled 

Cas starts ''Family and friends, we have come together today, to join these two in marriage,  it's about time don't you agree'' he chuckled ''They said they'd write their own vows, so with no further do, the bride can start'' he smiles

While glancing at Dean and the grumbled up note, as you read it, there's some laughter and some sobbing, but the way Dean's eyes lit up when you said he was your home you knew, the written vow, wasn't cheesy, it was a piece of your heart.

Clearing his throat, he begun to speak, his husky voice melted into the hearts off the people celebrating with you. ''Sweetheart I have written this over and over, and in all honesty I lost the damn note'' letting out a nervous chuckle, ''but what I was reminded of earlier is, love isn't perfect, it's no fairytale or storybook, and hell, it never comes easy, we have faced so many obstacles and challenges, and even in the times we were away from each other, there were parts of us, that held on and never gave up, hoping we'll find each other again, and I've come to realize that every second, minute, hour, days, weeks, years, spent with you, will still not be enough, sweetheart I never in my life would've thought an amazing woman as you would be able to love me, so I promise, with every breath I will love you, and with every heartbeat, I will care for you, and with my soul I will adore you.'' hearing him say that, released a river of tears from your eyes.

Handing them the rings, Cas said ''with this ring, I commit, my life, dreams, hope and love to you my beloved, I vow to forever love you''

The two of you said the line as you were sliding the rings over your left fingers, both of you smiled when you said ''I Do'' simultaneously

Cas said with a smile ''You may kiss the bride''

A mischievous smile tugs at his lips ''Don't mind if I do'' his lips brushed against your, it started gentle but got deeper as he pulled you closer. The two of you laughed into each others lips, as you heard someone in the crowd yelled, ''Hey you two! there's kids here'' Dean gives you one more quick kiss, before he pulls back. Looking over the crowd, he mocks towards the person in the distance ''Bite me''