Amara's Niece

Wedding bells

(HEY Y'ALL SO SINCE IN MY STORY THERE IS NO CIVIL WAR IN HEAVEN I WILL BE SKIPPING A LOT. IF YOU REALLY WANT TO SEE AN EPISODE LEAVE A COMMENT AND I'LL MAKE IT A CHAPTER. ANYWAY SKIP AHEAD TO SEASON 7)  

Eden's POV***

Dean and I were sitting at a bar. Him and Sammy were having issues... again. We were sitting there talking and drinking until Dean's phone went off. It was a text from Sammy. 

From: Sammy 

348 Twain Ave WEAR FED SUITS!

"What the hell?" I said. "He's four blocks away?" Dean said. We were both confused. But jumped up anyway. Sam must be in trouble. We left money on the table and ran to the impala. Dean drove over the speed limit and we got there in record time. We quickly changed into the fed suits and race into the... church? Okay maybe it's haunted or something. Dean, dressed in a suit, walks down the hallway. A light flickers above him and he draws his gun. I guess I was right. As we move to open the double doors at the end of the hallway, Sam opens the doors from the inside. Sam is wearing a suit and a pink boutonniere. Dean points his gun at him. Sam jumped, "Dean. It's okay. You won't need that. Come on." Sam puts a hand on Dean's shoulder and leads us into the chapel. A Woman and a Man are sitting against the wall. The Woman is reading a book and the Man doing a crossword from a newspaper. "I thought you were out, uh, becoming one with the land or some crap." I said as I was being dragged along. "You got to -- come here." Sam said moving Dean into position and then me. "All right. Now..." Sam pins a pink carnation boutonniere on Dean and hands me pink flowers. "What is this?" Dean says. "Uh, apparently, uh, pink is for loyalty." Sam responds. Okay I am beyond confused. "All right, so, what's the pretext? What are we -- uh, wedding crashers, huh? We lookin' for some kind of siren or what?" Dean said trying to understand. Sam shook his head "No. Nothing like that. All right, um... So, a little sudden. But life is short, so I'll keep this shorter." Sam puts a hand on Dean's shoulder. "I'm in love. And I'm getting married." Dean stares at Sam. Sam looks expectantly at Dean, "Say something, like, uh, like, congratulations, for example." I start to burst out laughing, "You kidding right?" I said. Just then Wagner's "Bridal Chorus" plays and a woman in a wedding dress and veil enters the room.  "What the hell?" Dean said. "Not joking?" I said. Dean looked at me. The woman in the wedding dress stops in front of Sam and Dean. Sam lifts her veil. "Becky?" Dean said surprised. "I'm so glad you're here." She smiled. "Drugs?" I said to dean. "Nah. monster?" He suggested. "No I would know. She's human." I said back. "Guys!" Sam interrupted us.

Dean turned to sam, "Shouldn't she ask for my permission or something?" Sam smiled, "Y-you want her to ask for my hand?" I stepped in cause dean obviously wasn't gonna be able to handle this, "How in the -- How did this happen?" Sam smiled "Short version? We -- we -- we met. We ate and -- and talked and fell in love. And, you know, here we are." I nodded sarcastically, "Yeah, I-I guess I'm all caught up. That's -- okay. You know what? Ignoring everything, have you forgotten the average life-span of your hookups?" Sam nodded, "Yeah, but --" Becky cut him off "But if anyone knows that, it's me. I mean, I read every book. So, open eyes, you know? Open eyes." They sounded like two kids trying to convince their parents to let them have a sleepover on a school night. "I'm gonna be sick." Dean said walking away but I grabbed his arm so he couldn't leave me alone with them. "Dean, look, it's simple. If- if something good's happening, I-I got to jump on it -- now, today, uh, period." Sam said. Dean shook his head,  "Okay, Dead Poets Society. Fine. No offense becky." 

Sam and Dean bickered back and forth. Becky walked over to me. "You know if you want I bet you and Dean could get married today too. WE'D BE ANNIVERSARY SISTERS! You and Dean are like my OTP. I've read lots of Edean Fanfic!" My eyes grew wide. "What the hell is Edean?" I asked. She smiled really big, "It's your ship name! You know... You and Dean. As a couple." I turned red immediately, "M-Me and Dean? n-no no i-it's not like that. We are BEST friends" She smiled. "For now" And then she walked over to Sam and Dean. Leaving me to have a melt down by myself.