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Castiel was infuriated. He had just been told the news and he stormed into his father’s study.
“Castiel?” Chuck was surprised by his youngest son’s intrusion into his private quarters.
“You have got to be kidding!” Castiel yelled at Chuck, something that just wasn’t done. “You want me to marry him? I won’t do it.”
Chuck sighed. He was afraid that Castiel would act like this when he heard he had been promised to the Winchesters.
“Castiel, we have worked on these negotiations for more than a year. It means peace between the two factions. No more killing of innocents on either side. Are you really so spoiled and headstrong that you would want your people to continue to die in a senseless war, rather than marry?”
Castiel stopped. He sat down in a chair and put his face in his hands. “No, I guess not, Father. But a Winchester ? I have been taught since birth to hate them, to kill them on sight. And now, I must submit to one? To allow him to fuck me and give birth to his children? It’s just too much.”
“Nevertheless, it must be done. It will be done.”
It was Chuck’s way of dismissing him and Castiel knew it. He walked out and went to his room, throwing himself on his bed in defeat.
Later, there was a knock on the door. Castiel lifted his head and said, “Enter.” Gabriel put his head in the room and asked, “Are you okay, Cassie?”
Castiel sighed. “Not really. I guess you heard. I can’t believe I have to marry a Winchester.”
Gabe came in and sat on the bed. He put a hand on Castiel’s shoulder. “I know it’s hard, Cassie, but it’s for the best. It will end this senseless war. Maybe he won’t be that bad, you never know.”
Castiel grimaced. “Easy for you to say. You don’t have to submit to him sexually. Who knows what kind of deviant behaviors he is into? You don’t have to act as a breed cow for him. I don’t see you marrying any Winchester omega!”
“Good lord, calm down! You’re working yourself up into a panic attack. Cassie you have to do this and it will go better for everyone if you just try to roll with it.” Gabriel got up and left.
Castiel knew he had to do this, he knew he would do it for the good of the family and the factions. But he was damned if he was going to be nice about it.
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Dean paced the room. “I know, I know, I’ll do it but I won’t like it.”
John and Sam waited patiently for him to calm down.
“Son, it isn’t like you have to leave home and go live with them. And you get an omega, after all, Just sleep with him enough to produce an heir and then you can just ignore him if you don’t like him.”
Dean stopped pacing and looked at him. “Ignore him? Yeah, that will really work. He’s no doubt spoiled and expects to get his own way in everything. My life will be a living hell being married to a Novak. But I’ll do it, don’t worry. I’ll do it for the good of the faction.”
John left and Sam tried to find a bright side in all of it, because that’s what he did.
“Dean, you don’t know. Maybe he won’t be spoiled. Maybe you’ll like him. Look on the bright side.”
Dean shook his head and smiled at his little brother. “Yeah, always the optimist. I’m trying.”
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They were on their way to the meeting spot chosen for the wedding. Castiel was sitting in the back seat, looking out the window and sighing a lot. Chuck had put him in another car, just because he knew there would be a lot of sighing and he didn’t want to hear it. In the front seat was Gabriel and Balthazar was driving.
The spot had been chosen specifically because it lay in neutral territory. They went unarmed, except for Balth, who was their bodyguard. The Winchesters had agreed to come unarmed as well, save for one bodyguard.
They were dressed for the wedding, which was to take place an hour after they arrived. Both leaders felt that the less time spent between the factions, the better. They were going to sign the agreement, have the wedding and banquet, and then go their separate ways.
Dean insisted on driving his own car. It was his baby and he wasn’t about to have anyone else drive it, and he wanted to have it to drive his new husband back home. It would give them a chance to get to know one another at least a little. He really was hell-bent on trying to make this work.
In the seat next to him was his younger brother Sam and in the back seat sat Benny, their bodyguard. Benny was a friend to Dean as well. He started out by making ribald jokes about the wedding night, but Dean stopped that. He didn’t even want to think about that. Well, not yet anyway.
They arrived at approximately the same time. The Novaks parked at one end of the building, the Winchesters parked at the other end. It was agreed beforehand that the grooms not see each other before the wedding ceremony. That way, no one could back out if they didn’t like what they saw. John Winchester and Chuck Novak met in the center courtyard and shook hands. The rest of the people milled around, waiting for the signing of the agreement.
Dean was ushered to a room by his brother and Benny. Cas was put in another room with Gabriel and Balthazar. All they could do was wait.
Each leader read the agreement. It was then passed to the second in command to read as well. As Michael Novak and Bobby Singer read, the men stood uneasily. Everything was deemed fine and they each signed. A roar went up, praising the peace treaty.
Both Dean and Castiel heard the uproar and they knew what it meant. Each of them took a deep breath and readied themselves. Someone stuck their head into each room, saying, “It’s time.”
The music played and Dean marched out to face the throng. He stood, waiting and watching for his soon-to-be husband to enter. When he finally did, Dean took a breath. He looked at Castiel and was taken by how handsome the omega was. His dark, unruly hair, his runner’s thighs, his slim hips… and when he got closer, his startling blue eyes. ‘Maybe this won’t be so bad after all,’ he thought.
Castiel walked down the aisle like he was walking to his death. But when he glanced up and saw Dean for the first time, his breath hitched. The man standing there was gorgeous. He was taller than Castiel, well-built and had a shock of freckles on his face. As Castiel got closer, he noticed the deep green eyes staring at him. ‘At least he’s good-looking,’ Castiel thought.
Neither of them remembered much of what was said. It was all a bunch of ‘let the factions know peace’ and ‘let the two be fertile’ and other things that drug out. But when the minister got to the ‘Do you take this man as your husband’ part, they both stammered out their yeses and then it was ‘I now pronounce you husband and husband.’ They didn’t kiss, they just turned to the assembled guests and listened to the applause.
Then Dean took Castiel’s hand and led him away.