Dean stretched. "Goodmorning, angel." he smiled at the dark hair next to him. Cas turned around, eyes drowsy and cheeks flushed with sleep. "Goodmorning, Dean." His voice was hoarse with sleep too, and Dean smirked. Anytime they made love, Cas would sleep. Dean found it endearing. "Want coffee, angel?" Cas hummed and nuzzled his hair. "Mmmm. Yes please, Dean. I can't go to the Archangel meeting sleepy. Gabe would never let me live it down." Dean chuckled. "If I understood Sam yesterday, Gabe might be sleepy himself." Cas chuckled. "Yes, it was their aniversary..." Dean nodded and twisted the white golden ring on his right hand. "Yes... I wonder if Gabe was surprised..." Cas looked at him with love in his cerulean eyes. "I bet he was. Sam planned his proposal meticulously and with great secrecy." Dean cuddled with his angel. "Unlike me. You knew what I was planning almost as soon as I had thought about it." Cas kissed his temple sweetly and he could feel the smile. "Dean, your soul glowed even more than when I overheard you and Sam in Lawrence... I knew something special was going on." Dean smiled himself, but for the sake of pretence, he groused. "Stupid soul. I'm gonna find a way to dim that one day." Cas chuckled. "Love, you haven't found that in five years time, and you won't find that in fivehundred. And that's precisely why I love you so much." He kissed his angel on the mouth and climbed out of bed. "One coffee coming up."

Sam phoned two seconds after Cas had left. "Having a soul sucks!" Dean burst out laughing. "I know. He saw the glow?" Sam grumbled. "Yes, apparently as soon..." Dean bit his lip and finished for him. "... as you made up your mind about it." Sam sighed. "Ah, so that's how Cas knew." He sounded so dejected, that Dean felt sorry. "But he said Yes?" he prompted, trying to cheer Sam up. "Yeah. Yeah, he did. And he did in the sweetest way." Dean could hear his brother start gushing, and smiled happily. Five years after the almost-Apocalypse, and all was getting on the rails again. God never showed his face, but according to Cas and Gabe, he had sternly told the angels that stuff had to change. A few begrudged Cas his new Archangel status, but the Big Man himself had done the promoting, so it was a done deal. Fun part of his new powers was that he could create, like Gabriel. It made life with him very challenging yet very easy. They never needed anything, but if Cas felt like having burgers, and Dean had made spaghetti, he would find his hard work changed into fastfood with a snap of those lean fingers. On the other hand, cleaning up had become a breeze. Any cleaning up. Sam was still waxing poetic about his night with Gabe, so Dean thought it time to cut to the core. "So, did you pick a date yet?" Sam spluttered. "Actually, yeah. Gabe cleared spot on september 22nd. He wants an autumn wedding." Dean smiled, Gabe knew Sammy so well. Sam looked great in autumn colours. "Let's hope the Big Man keeps the day free of hunts." Sam chuckled. "He did for you and Cas..." Dean smiled at the memory. The magistrate had been just a bit flustered when an actual angelic choir had begun to sing when Cas came down the aisle, and some golden light, without any visible source, had bathed the happy couple until they parted from their kiss. She had stuttered when a letter had appeared out of nowhere on her lectern saying: 'Congrats on being the first to marry a human, to getting an upgrade to replace me and on saving the world. Luci.' Gabe had burst into laughter at the hotpink, glittery feather that accompanied it. "He never did give a damn about convention..." Gabe had hiccupped. The feather was now framed alongside a dried flower from Cas and Dean's corsages. "He is still my big brother, Dean. In his own way, he gave us his blessing." Dean could only agree with that logic. He smiled at the frame and ran a finger over it. "Really, Sammy, who would have thought, all those years ago, that going to Hell would get me a husband?" Sam laughed. "Not me for sure!"

Well, that was it for this fic. I hope all you unicorns enjoyed it. I know I had fun writing it. My Muse sometimes was a little fickle, but she pulled me through to this ending. Thanks for all your reviews, follows and favorites. They helped me make this to the very end. Lots of love from Holland.