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Dean thought the vineyard trip would be annoying, but in fact, he had a fantastic time. The group was friendly, and the guide Sandy was entertaining and knowledgeable.
"We have a beer, Dean," Sandy said her short blonde hair bouncing up and down as she spoke.
"My Uncle Paul just got the brewery going this summer. He would be glad of an expert taste." She grinned, showing perfect pearly white teeth.
"I'm not an expert." Dean laughed. "But I would love a taste."
"Uncle Paul, this is Dean he wants to try the beer."
"Oh well, we can't let him down, can we. Nice of you to come, Dean. Not a wine man?"
"Well, my new husband likes wine, but I'm more a beer man myself."
"I will get a couple of reds and whites for him and beers for you if you like?"
"Yeah, that will be great. Cas is not feeling so good, so it would be nice to bring something back."
"Nice to see you cheered up a bit of love." Said Maggie and Frank, the older couple who had taken to Dean.
"Yeah, worried about Cas that’s all," Dean stated in all honesty.
"Castiel will be fine he wanted you to come."
"I guess, but, maybe I should have stayed." Frowned Dean, feeling slightly guilty.
"Was it a migraine love?" Asked Frank appealingly. "Maggie gets them, and she's a beast to be around."
"I am love. Best to let me rest when I have one."
"Yeah, he gets them bad." Commented Dean not wanting to lie to his new friends.
They taste the beers and Dean thought Paul had a good thing going. Dean left with new friend's numbers a crate of beer and wine for Cas.
"I had a great day, Sandy thanks’ for the company." Spoke Dean softly to his new friend.
"That’s fine, Dean, let me help you up with this stuff."
Dean got to the room and stopped by the door.
"Thanks again. I better see if he's okay." Dean was slightly nervous, and it must have shown.
"Are you dining downstairs tonight?" Asked Sandy in a concerned tone.
"No, Cas wanted to order up, but we will see."
"Well if you're by yourself call me."
"Thanks your so kind I-I-" Dean cut himself off, feeling tears prick the back of his eyes.
"Hey, you sure you’re ok love?"
"Yeah." Dean swallowed thickly.
"Okay." Said Sandy, not at all convinced. "Any issues you call us."
Dean opened the door and put the crates in.
"See you soon." And he waved to his new friend.
`Oh, Chuck, he must have acted like he was petrified of Cas.’ Castiel was not in the room. So he put the beer and wine near the table and saw the letter and ring. Guessing the worst, he fell to his knees and cried. He wanted his angel to be free, but It killed him that his fledgeling would be without a papa and he would be a single dad.
Castiel flew in a moment later seeing the distraught hunter sobbing on the floor.
"What?" And then Castiel realised he had not got been back in time. It hit him like a brick wall; his mate thought he had left.
Castiels sprung his wings forth from the secondary plain. The angel knelt next to his mate and brought them around to achieve comfort.
"No baby, I'm here. I'm so, so sorry. I went to get dinner; I thought I would be back. Please don’t cry." Castiel was crying now. "Dean baby, don’t cry, please."
"Cas, I thought you did not want us. It's okay if you don't."
"Hush baby." Castiel put his hand on Dean's belly and felt them for the first time, and his breath hitched.
"Dea-Dean did you feel that?"
Dean sniffed and nodded. "Cas I can feel them." He said in awe.
"We're having babies, Dean." The angel smiled, rubbing his mate's tummy reverently. "We're going to be daddies."
"You only realised that angel?" Dean grinned through happy tears.
"You’re going to make me a daddy." The angel corrected. He then wrapped Dean up tight again. "I love you so damn much, Dean. I love us so much. We are going to be the best daddies. We need to start the nursery and get clothes and sort out names."
"Cas I don’t want to put gender restraints on the kids, if they want to wear pink that’s ok, but if they want to wear blue that’s okay also."
"Baby boy if she wants to play with trains and the little man wants to play with dolls that's fine with me. I want them healthy and strong. Loved and cared for we can do this. We have family, and how did I get so lucky? You’re the most beautiful creature in the world, and you're all mine. How did that get to be?"
"Cas you're sappy." Dean giggled at the happy angel he had wrapped around him.
"I don’t care, you're my mate, and I get to be sappy."
Dean could not wipe the grin off his face. "Do I smell food?" His tummy rumbled loudly. "I think the babies are hungry."
"Yes, love I bought you dinner. I have burgers and fries and pie. Only the best for you love."
"Cas is that a vanilla milkshake?"
"Yes, love, I flew to all the best places I could find." Castiel was happy that he’d provided for his hunter and his babies. He had done something right today at least.
"Where did you get the pie?" Asked Dean in wonderment.
"A little place in Italy, love."
"You’re fabulous Cas."
"You're my mate, only the best for you."
Dean smiled wide. "If it puts a smile on your face like that. I will do anything for you love."
"Sappy Alpha." Said Dean nuzzling into the Alpha angels neck.
"Now eat, or my bossy Alpha side will come out." Castiel grinned.
Dean laughed. "Okay, babe, I get it. You want me to eat, don't worry, I will. These munchkins won't let me forget."
Dean and Castiel sat down and ate. They talked about mundane things, but Dean caught the ring on the angel's finger and could not take his eyes off it.
"Maybe tomorrow you can dress up for me again?" Asked the blushing angel. "I would like that very much."
"You can count on it angel." Winked Dean, feeling much better than he had earlier on.
That night they lay in each other's arms whispering sweet nothings in each other's ears, declaring their love for each other. Dean may never fully recover from what happened, and Castiel may always live with the fear of losing Dean. But they had a family to look forward to. A life to look forward to. They knew it was going to be a challenge, and life always throws complications in their way. But as long as they had each other, they could weather any storm.