Ian looked expressionless at Dean. "I feel like I'm missing something here."
Dean's smile faltered. "Well, maybe.."
Vivienne looked to her dad. "Daddy, a lot has happened since, well, since-"
"Since that day." Dean filled in when Vivienne couldn't continue. "Vivienne and I are in a relationship."
Ian eyed them both warily. "What do you mean?"
"He means we're dating, daddy. We have been. For a few months now." Vivienne steeled
herself and looked him in the eye. "He helped me find you, daddy."
"But, this is Dean Winchester, my best friends son!" Ian's face paled and then got beet red. "Vivienne, I would have expected this from Giada, but not you!"
Vivienne broke at the mention of her sister. She looked down at Dean's hand, holding her own.
Ian instantly felt ashamed. "Princess, I-"
"No! Don't even think about apologizing. You can't be sorry for saying that or else you wouldn't have said it." Vivienne just uprooted herself from beside her father and Dean and walked out of the warehouse.
Ian sighed and Dean looked at him. "How many times have you messed up like this?" Ian said after a few minutes passed.
"None this bad, sir" Dean tore his attention for the doorway that Vivienne had just walked out of. "Don't get me wrong, I've messed up, I mean I am my fathers son, but I have yet to mess up this bad."
Ian nodded. "How do you make her not mad at you anymore."
"Oh she'll get over it on her own terms." Dean laughed, "Angry sex helps though." Just realizing he spoke aloud, Dean scooted away a bit. "But I totally wouldn't recommend that for you."
"Yes, that would make things much worse in my favor." Ian just laughed. "I really hope she can forgive me. I don't know what I'd do if I lost another child."
Dean smiled. "Hey, I may not have known her as long as you have, but I know we both love her the same. And I've learned that as long as you give her love, and show her you love her, she'll always come around."
Vivienne leaned on the wall just outside the door listening. She tried to keep her mind from traveling to what this goddess said a few weeks ago. You will marry. Everything will be fine, until you become pregnant. Then he will become sick. You will try to help him. Whether or not you save him, or die trying, depends on you.
She didn't know what it meant, but the chance that she could die saving Dean scared her. But, if thats what it took, then she would. No matter what, the Righteous Man must live.
"Hey, baby brother! How ya doin'? Whatcha up to?" Gabriel wrapped Castiel in a hug, squeezing tight.
"Hey, Gabe." Cas smiled at his big brothers eagerness. He had missed his energy. "It's been to long, Gabriel."
"That it has, Cassie." He smiled and pulled away to put his arm around Sam's waist.
Castiel smiled at Sam. "Thank you for inviting me to dinner, Sam."
"No problem, Cas. It's great to see you again." Sam kissed the top of Gabe's head and sauntered back into the kitchen to finish preparing dinner.
As soon as Gabriel felt they were really alone, he looked to Cas. "So how are you doing, Cassie? And don't tell me you're fine."
Cas fidgeted in his seat. He assumed this is what tonights dinner conversation would be about, but he hoped he would be wrong. So he told the truth. "I don't know, Gabe."
Gaberiel shook his head. "Whataya mean you don't know?"
"I mean, I'm in agonizing pain over the fact that the man I love is hopelessly in love with someone else, a female someone. But, I'm also estatic." Castiel smiled. "Dean desveres to be happy. I want him to be happy. I want to be the one who makes him happy. But I'm not."
"So, then here comes my next question. Whataya think about his girl?"
"What do I think of Vivienne? Well, for starters, even as a gay man I can say she's gorgeous. I can see why Dean fell for her. She's very polite, has impeccable manners, and she cares immensley for Dean. When Crowley had him pinned to the wall, the day I first met her, she looked like she was going to take him on herself, with just a pencil and a pair of stilettos."
Gabriel didn't say anything just bobbed his head to the beat of some song Sam could be heard humming and listening to Castiel speak.
"She's incredibly smart as well. She has three different degrees, previous Intelligence training, and managed to beat me at chess!"
Gabriel's eyes widened. "What? Seriously?"
"YES!" Castiel slammed his head on the table. "She's so annoying perfect for him. I want to hate her, but at the same time I just want to be, like her, Gay-Best-Friend or something."
Gabriel choked on his soda and smiled. "At least your still joking around though."
Castiel pulled his head up. "Yes, but only barely." He lets his head drop back to the table.
"Cas, buddy, could you not break my table? It's an antique." Sam leaned in the doorway waggling a spatula at Castiel. Gabriel chuckled.
"Calm down, Samantha. Your girl is showing."
"What's that love? I can't hear you over the sound melting candy."
"BABE NO!" Gabriel jumped up and popped in the kitchen.
After a few loud bumps, Castiel picked his head up and looked to the kitchen doorway. Cringing, he quickly looked away, as Gabriel had sam pinned to the kitchen wall and their lips were locked in what looked to be a very passionate embrace.
"I'm sorry, Gabe, Sam. But, I'm not feeling very well. I think I'm gonna go." Castiel faked a smile and before anything could be said he popped out.
.:To Be Continued:.