So here is the epilogue. I want to once again say thank you to all of you who have followed, favoured and reviewed this story. I thank you for sticking with me throughout and thank you for your support. I hope you like the way I have ended it.

So for the last time, enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural.

Dean and Castiel left the gallery soon after they had met up. They then spent most of the night talking over not just all that had happened with Lucifer, but also all the things that had gone wrong before then. The things that had led up to the event, and how they were going to change it all going forwards. They made plans to spend time together, to be there for each other, plans they both knew they would stick too because neither of them ever wanted to go through another day without the man they loved at their side. The next morning they went to collect Dean's things and return the painting of them together to the wall of his studio, they then went and collected the one from the gallery which Castiel insisted they hung in the livingroom as a sign of their love for one another.

The plans they made they did indeed manage to stick too, firstly both of them taking an extended holiday to all the places they had wanted to see but never seemed to have the time. And when they returned and Dean went back to painting he always finished in good time to spend the evening with his husband. No more working late into the night, when the clock struck five he put down his paint brushes and went to find his Cas. Not that he had to go very far to do that as since Castiel had no job to get to he had taken to spending his days lying on the couch in Dean's studio reading all the books he wanted to read but never got round to doing so. Being there with his Dean, letting the rock music wash over him, and if he often found himself watching his husband work rather than reading, that was all good.

Lucifer went to trial six months later, not that Dean or Castiel paid any attention, or really cared. They left that to Sam and Crowley, who surprisingly made a rather formidable team against the evil man. They had many more charges than just what had happened between him and Castiel, and as such had agreed to keep those out of court. No Lucifer went down for life for various crimes, including witness and jury tampering and arranging murder. There was no way he would ever see the light of day again.

Once the trial was over and everything had settled back down Crowley once more made his offer to employ Castiel and his old firm even offered him his old job back, but he refused both. He did not want to go back into the cut-throat world of such esteemed law firms, but he did find that he wanted something to do with his time. Wanted something other than sitting round the apartment watching Dean paint.

When he mentioned his wish to do something to Dean over dinner one evening his husband just replied with a smile "why don't you open your own firm?" as if it was that simple. Castiel knew that it wouldn't be, he had no client base to pull from, nor did he truly want to represent those that he used too.

But Dean seemed to have an answer to that problem too, "what about taking on legal aid cases?"

Those words lit a fire in Castiel's mind as he realised the good he could do for people who needed help but could not afford it. It took him three months, but he finally opened the doors of his own legal firm, Angel Lawyers, whose whole purpose was to give good representation to people who could not truly afford it. it didn't take long before he gained a reputation for being one of the rare honest lawyers in town, willing to work for virtually nothing on the cases he took. He had arranged his office so that all would feel comfortable in it, and on the wall opposite his desk so he could see it out of the corner of his eye, he hung that painting Dean had done for him declaring his love. So that even when he was a work Dean's love was with him.

And so Dean and Castiel settled down into their new life together, working during the day and coming home to each other at night. Being together in a way that they hadn't really been since the beginning of their relationship, back when they were just them. They were still the famous artist and his amazing lawyer husband, but they were also just Dean and Cas.

They were together and they were happy, and they made sure to make every day with each other count, never once taking the other for granted again. Just as it should be.

THE END

So that's a wrap. I hope you liked it and I'll see you next time. Chao for now.