For Better or For Worse

Summary: #3 in my human!Cas series. Dean and Castiel go on a road trip to Las Vegas. Rated T, for some language. Dean/Castiel.

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Chapter 2

Light appeared before Castiel's eyes as he cracked them open, the pain in his head unbearable. I must be dead, he thought. When he was able to see against the light, he noticed they were in the motel room, the very untidy motel room. There were beer bottles on the floor, clothes everywhere, spilt beer, a few stains on the carpet that Castiel didn't want to take a guess at, but probably knew what they were. He could remember nothing from the night before, so anyone's guess was as good at his as to why there was a bouquet of flowers hanging from the post of the headboard.

His head pounded, and his backside was killing him, so whatever he had done last night, wild sex with Dean must have been involved. Dean. What state was he in? He turned his head, slowly so he didn't give himself head rush, to see the top of Dean's head sticking out of the covers, his hair wild. He was snoring, which made Castiel happy to learn he was alive after whatever happened.

Castiel got out of bed and moved towards the bathroom to check the state of himself. He walked to the shower to turn it on, but before he did, he noticed something in the full length mirror. He turned his back to it and looked over his shoulder. In marker pen, written on his backside was 'Mrs Winchester' and on the other cheek was 'Property of Dean Winchester'. He could have died. He moved back out to the bedroom and he pulled the covers off Dean, only to see, written on his back, was 'Just Married' and 'Property of Castiel Winchester'. That was also when he noticed Dean's ring was missing. It was only when he looked at his own hand and saw it on his finger that he smiled.

Suddenly, Dean groaned, pulling Castiel from his thoughts.

"Cas? What happened?" he asked, his eyes opening slowly. Castiel thought for a moment, suddenly remembering, only if it was little bits, them getting married.

'I now pronounce you, man and, well, man ..." the Elvis minister had said. Dean giggled like a schoolgirl and swept Castiel up into his arms before kissing him and carrying him out of the chapel.

"Erm, Dean. We might have gotten married ..." Castiel said, making Dean sit up too fast, his head spinning.

"We what?" he asked.

"We got married," he said. He turned his back to Dean to let him see the writing on his butt. Dean almost burst out laughing, but ran into the bathroom to check himself for writing. Castiel waited a few seconds before he heard 'oh God' coming from the bathroom. Dean walked back out, and Castiel held his hand out to him.

"You even put your own ring on my finger ..." Castiel said. Dean stared at him for a second, before his face cracked a little smile. He moved closer and took the naked ex-angel in his arms.

"You know, it might not be too bad, being married to you ..." he said, touching noses with Castiel before pressing a kiss to his mouth. Castiel responded to the kiss, his hands running down to grab Dean's ass, causing the other man to giggle. Castiel pulled back and smiled at Dean, before speaking.

"How do we break it to Sam without upsetting him?" he asked. Dean shrugged.

"He won't be upset. He might be a bit pissed that never got the chance to wear a pretty bridesmaid's dress, though."

Cas giggled, then remembered.

"Is there any way I can get permanent marker off my butt?"

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Dean and Cas returned home, to see Sam sitting on the porch with his laptop on his knee. He looked up and waved to the two men, who got out of the car, pulling suitcases out with them.

"So how was Vegas? Win anything?"

Dean nodded. "I won $2,000 and Cas won $1,000 and someone's phone number," Dean said, looking at Cas. Cas shrugged.

"The guy said I was cute. I said I was taken. That was after Dean punched him," Cas said, causing Sam to stifle a giggle behind his hand.

"Anything else?" he asked. "I want gossip."

"God, he's worse than a chick," Dean said. "Come inside, we'll tell you everything." He glanced in Castiel's direction. Cas just smiled and moved into the house with his suitcase, Sam grabbing the other. Dean took a deep breath and walked in behind them. They dumped the suitcases in the hallway and Sam went to the kitchen to get three beers. He handed one to Dean and Cas, before they all sat down.

"Is there something going on? You look awfully guilty, Dean," Sam joked. He took a drink of his beer. That's when he saw it. Dean's ring, on Castiel's wedding finger. He almost choked on his beer.

"Tell me you didn't ..." Sam said, his face breaking into an amused smile. Dean and Castiel exchanged glances and nodded. Sam looked shocked, before he burst out laughing.

"You got married. Oh God, that's amazing ..." Sam said, wiping the tears out his eyes from laughing. "I take it you guys were drunk?" Castiel blushed a little and nodded. He barely ever got drunk, but that had been a moment of weakness.

"What's wrong with us getting married?" Dean asked, his face serious. "I love Castiel." Castiel looked at Dean at the use of his full name. Sam seemed to calm down a little.

"Nothing's wrong, dude. I just kinda expected you to go away for a dirty weekend, not to get married," Sam said. "I wasn't saying you don't love him."

"Well, we were pretty wasted," Dean agreed. Castiel nodded too.

"Wanna see a photo?" Dean asked. Sam rolled his eyes and smiled. He nodded. Dean pulled out a photo and handed it to Sam.

"We didn't even realise anyone took a photo until it got delivered to our hotel room the next morning," Castiel said. The photo showed Dean, carrying Castiel. Castiel had a veil on his head.

"I stole it from some woman having her bachelorette party," Cas said. "She was happy to let me keep it." Sam giggled and looked back at the photo. Castiel had another beer in his hand in the photo and the other was throwing the bouquet of flowers over his head. Dean's face was a picture of happiness, underneath the glazed eyed and green, sickly tint to his face. They were happy. So Sam was happy too.

He smiled at Cas. "Well, I guess that means you are my brother in law. Never thought I'd see the day when I could say a relative used to be an angel."

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Dean and Castiel lay in bed, Dean's arm around his ... husband. He smiled as he thought about it. His hand was clasped in Castiel's and his fingers played with the ring on the ex-angel's finger.

"I love you," Dean whispered into the back of his lover's neck. Cas sighed and smiled as Dean pressed kisses to the back of his neck.

"I love you too."

"Told you Sam would be pissed about not being a bridesmaid ..." Dean laughed. Castiel let out an amused huff of breath.

"Well, we could do it properly ... get married I mean. Sober, with people we know there, in a proper church ..." Castiel said, turning to face Dean. Dean smiled.

"I would love that. Just as long as I have you ... nothing will ruin it."

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