For the anon that asked for Castiel and Crowley being in a relationship after the series finale. _______________________________ Dean squinted against a bright, white light. He lifted a hand to shield his eyes as he continued to walk down the path. He wasn't surprised to find that it led him to a pizzeria, where only one customer was seated. "Dean Winchester," Death said, not looking up from where he was cutting a slice of pizza with a knife. "I've been waiting for this moment for a long, long time." "Me, too," Dean said. A plate with pizza on it appeared in front of him but he ignored it. "You're not going to run off again are you?" Death asked, using his fork to stab one of the bite sized pieces of pizza. "Not if you can answer a few questions for me." Dean rolled his eyes, but motioned for Dean to continue. "Where's Sam?" "I delivered him to the Gates of Heaven myself. He was welcomed with open arms." Dean nodded. "What about Cas and Crowley?" "When his demon lover was turned away, the angel Castiel refused Heaven. Their memories of you, of the war against the darkness, of everything, were erased. They will live out the rest of their days as a normal human couple." "Can I see him? I won't run," he added, quickly. "I just want to say goodbye." "I'll give you ten minutes," Death conceded. "No more." "That's enough." Death waved his hand and suddenly they were in a park instead of the restaurant. Dean heard kids yelling and dogs barking. Death pointed. "There. In the garden. Remember, Dean, ten minutes." Dean nodded and walked toward the patch of dirt. Castiel was kneeling amongst the plants, pulling up weeds and placing them in a basket. He looked up when Dean's shadow fell across him. "Hello. Can I help you?" "Uh, yeah. I'm trying to figure out how to get to Main Street from here." Castiel smiled and told him the easiest route. "Thanks," Dean looked around. "Everything looks like it's growing alright." "They'll come in late," Cas lamented. "It's a community garden, but I'm the only one that plants anything or takes care of it. People don't mind taking the plants after they grow, though." Dean couldn't fight his smile. "Are you new in town?" "No," Dean said. "I'm just visiting a friend." "Do I know you?" Cas asked. "I'm sorry, it's just, you look so familiar." "I just have one of those faces," Dean lied. "That must be it." Castiel looked at his watch. "I've got to go. My husband's taking me dancing." "Sounds fun." "It is. He only takes me every hundred years or so." Dean smiled. "Tell him he should take you out more often. If I was your husband, I'd take you out every night." "I'll tell him that. I hope you get wherever it is you're going." "Thanks." Dean watching him walk away, then went back to Death. "You want to watch them, I assume," He said. Dean nodded. Death waved his hand again and suddenly it was nighttime. They were outside of a club with music so loud Dean could feel it in his bones. "They can't see or hear you," Death said. Dean nodded and watched as Castiel and Crowley came out of the building. Cas wrapped his arms around Crowley and kissed him on the sidewalk. "I had fun," He said, when the kiss ended. "Thank you for taking me out." "You're welcome, kitten." "You know, I met someone today," Cas said, taking Crowley's hand as they walked down the street. "He said that you should take me out more often." "Did he?" "Mmhm," Castiel hummed. "He said that if he were my husband, he's take me out every night." "Every night? Where's the novelty in that." Cas bumped his shoulder and Crowley smiled. "We can go out more often," He said. "If that's what you want." Cas kissed him again, smiling against his mouth. "I love you." "I love you, too," Crowley said, rubbing a thumb over his cheek bone. "Now come on. Let's get you home before you freeze." Dean watched as they continued down the street hand in hand until he could no longer see them. He turned to Death. "I'm ready." Dean Winchester entered into his heaven–a place where his whole family was together again–content with the life his friends had been given and knowing that they would be joining the rest of them eventually.