Summary: AU. Life after the Apocalypse. Hopefully funny & romantic. Dean/Castiel. Possible Sam/Gabriel and possible MPreg in later chapters. Please Review!

Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or it's characters. *Wails and curls up into a ball* I don't own any songs or movies used in these chapters.

A/N: By the way, I'll sometimes refer to Castiel as Dean's angel, despite him being human, but that's 'cause I always think Dean'll still see him as his angel, regardless of whether he is or not.

Happy Families – Chapter One

The girl climbed into the attic, her lighter at the ready with the flame allowing her to see only inches of the room. She heard the low gargling noise…something very creepy indeed. She turned and the thing got her, dragging her screaming and flailing into the attic, probably eating her alive.

"Oh no!" Castiel cried, hiding his eyes, "Is she dead?"

Dean giggled and put his arm around his lover.

"Probably, yeah…you know what Japanese horror movies are like though, she'll come back as a walking corpse or something."

Castiel shuddered.

"Dean I don't like this movie anymore, turn it off! Please!"

Dean let out a wheezy laugh.

"Come on, it's only 'The Grudge'!"

Castiel trembled in Dean's embrace. Dean decided to have some fun.

"Although…" he began solemnly, trying not to laugh.

Castiel looked up curiously, fear fully present in his wide blue eyes.

"What if she comes after you?"

Castiel laughed very nervously and punched Dean almost playfully in the arm.

"Oh don't say that!" He exclaimed hiding his face in Dean's shoulder, "I won't sleep for a month!"

Dean stroked his angel's back.

"Don't worry…I'm here to protect you…" He laughed with a smile.

Castiel breathed a small sarcastic sigh of relief.

"Oh well that's alright then."

The couple were alone in the house, or so they thought, and had decided to watch a movie together for their first "date" in two months. With Lucifer being trapped in his human vessel and forced to live with Bobby (and Chuck now, too), and Sam moving in with Castiel and Dean, they'd barely had time alone together. Castiel was human now too so most of that time was spent teaching Castiel how to shower, eat, drink, pee and…other stuff. Little did they know that Lucifer had snuck into the house and was listening to the conversation through the door. The room was dark so the movie would be scarier and the pair were cuddled up in bed.

Suddenly, they heard a low gargling noise…something very creepy indeed. Castiel grabbed Dean's arm. Dean paused the DVD.

"Dean…stop it now…"

Dean stuttered.

"I-I'm not doing anything…"

The noise came again.

"Dean, I said stop it!" Castiel whimpered, sounding like he was about to cry.

"Cas, I'm not doing anything I swear!" He replied, wrapping a protective arm around his angel.

As he was speaking, the noise came again, this time much louder. Castiel covered his eyes and let out a nervous cry. Dean got up, but Castiel gripped him tightly.

"Dean Winchester!" He whispered with a panicked tone, "Don't you move! Don't go out there please!"

Dean ragged his arm from Castiel's hold and slowly made his way towards the door, the knife he kept for security on his bedside table held tightly in his hand. Castiel trembled, watching Dean intensely as he made his way towards the door. Dean gripped the door handle and pulled the door open, seeing a pair of piercing eyes and hearing a loud voice.

"BOO!" Lucifer yelled, Dean and Castiel letting out screams.

Lucifer began to laugh hysterically.

"You fucking asshole!" Dean yelled, dropping the knife and grabbing the Devil by the collar, pulling him forward, "You nearly gave me and Cas a heart attack!"

Lucifer put his hands up defensively, letting out a chuckle.

"I'm sorry, alright, I couldn't help myself! Cas was being such a girl about it!"

Dean released Lucifer and turned a light on, returning to the bed to take his terrified angel in his arms.

"Lucifer!" Castiel shouted, "How could you? You nearly scared me to death!"

He sighed and closed his eyes, willing his heart rate to slow down.

"What the hell do you want anyway?" Dean asked, pressing a soft kiss to Castiel's forehead to help him relax.

"Just thought I'd hang with you two since The Bobster's gone on a hunt…"

Dean laughed.

"The Bobster?" He asked again.

"Yeah, I had to nickname Bobby somehow…he doesn't like Bo, or Booby, or Bobby-Booby…so I settled with The Bobster until I can think of a better one."

Dean nodded, pretending to understand the way Lucifer's strange little mind worked.

"I'm sorry Lucifer, but you're not staying here." Castiel said, softly, "Dean and I haven't had time alone for two months…"

Lucifer just stood, staring at the couple on the bed.

"Please…" Castiel said, "Look, Chuck and Sam are in the bar just round the corner…you can spend time with them."

Lucifer sighed.

"Fine…you owe me! I hate hanging round with those two…they're such fucking nerds. Will you hang out with me tomorrow?"

Castiel nodded.

"We promise."

He sighed again and stomped out of the room. Castiel didn't relax until the front door closed.

"You okay, Angel?" Dean asked, concerned for his lover.

Castiel nodded and gripped on to Dean, burying his face in his neck.

"I'm sorry for being such a girl."

Dean grimaced.

"You weren't being a girl, Cas…ignore your brother, he's a dick."

Castiel felt Dean's fingertips lifting his chin, and Dean placed a soft kiss on his partner's lips. Castiel looked up at him with love in his eyes.


"Yeah…listen now you're human, you're gonna react to things differently. I'm guessing horror movies scare you, although I can't understand why when you've seen real horror in this world."

"I'm just getting used to it again…sorry." Castiel said, sadly.

"Don't be, Angel." Dean replied, kissing Castiel deeply and passionately.

Fifteen minutes later, Dean and Castiel were in bed, Dean slowly entering his partner, feeling him shiver underneath him. This was the first time they'd had sex in two months, and God had they missed it!

Dean wanted to make it clear that this wasn't just a needy fuck, but love making, and so he lowered himself so every inch of both men's bodies was touching, making the contact between them even more special, holding Castiel tightly in his arms. Kissing his angel, Dean began to thrust slowly, almost teasing Castiel to keep him keen.

"Dean…" Castiel breathed, gripping Dean's shoulders, "Go faster…"

Dean remained slow.

"Please!" Castiel begged, "You're driving me crazy!"

Smiling to himself, Dean picked up the pace a little and then lifted Castiel upwards so they were both in the sitting position. Castiel buried his face in Dean's neck and both men felt their bodies growing hotter with each thrust. Dean's arms wound tightly around Castiel and they moved together, still slowly as they tried to draw out the pleasure for one another. As Castiel pushed himself down against Dean's thrusts, they both let out the dirtiest noises they'd ever made together, and after around five minutes both men entered orgasm. The hunter's name escaped Castiel's lips in a whisper, and Dean emptied himself inside his lover. Feeling Castiel ejaculate against his stomach, Dean smiled.

"I love you, Castiel…" he whispered, trembling slightly.

"I love you too, Dean." Castiel replied, kissing Dean's neck and closing his eyes.

Dean awoke first the next morning, looking down and seeing his lover nestled in his embrace, sleeping so peacefully he looked as angelic as ever. The sunlight was visible through a tiny gap in the curtains of their bedroom and Dean knew it was a gorgeous day outside. Castiel stirred in Dean's arms and opened his big blue eyes to meet his partner's green ones.

"Good morning…" Castiel whispered with a beautiful smile.

"Mornin', Angel." Dean replied, kissing Castiel's forehead.

"What time is it?" the former angel asked, sitting up slowly and stretching.

Dean watched his angel stretch, his soft skin slowly rippling as the rest of his body woke up. Dean's gaze shifted to the clock on the other side of the bed.

"Nine-thirty…do you wa-…" he began, his question being interrupted by the feeling of Castiel's lips against his, moving slowly for a passion filled kiss.

Releasing him, Castiel chuckled.

"Sorry…I couldn't resist. What were you saying?" he giggled, Dean looking as though he was lost in daydream.

"Umm…" he said, his voice deep and hoarse, "I was just gonna ask if you wanted breakfast in bed…"

Castiel smiled.

"Would you do that for me?" He asked, surprised.

"Of course I would…don't move…" Dean said quietly as Castiel lay back against the pillows. Dean turned to look at his angel one last time. Castiel was laying in bed with his bare chest in full view looking beautiful in the morning light. Dean smiled, slipped on his t-shirt and sweatpants, and headed downstairs.

"Mornin', Sammy!" He called to his brother, who was sat studying the newspaper's job section.

"Morning. Good night last night?" Sam asked, looking up from his paper to talk to his brother.

"Yeah thanks. How was Lucifer?"

Sam rolled his eyes.

"He was fine until that drag-queen tried to hit on him."

Dean laughed so hard he cried, having to bend double to keep the pain from getting to his sides.

"Seriously?" He asked, wiping his eyes.

"Yeah…after that he told us he'd rather have sat all night watching you and Cas fuck than go to that bar…"

Dean laughed softly and shook his head.

"I don't think he would've." Dean replied, giving his brother the eyebrow.

Sam gulped.

"Where is Cas anyway?" he asked.

"In bed, I'm just gonna get him some breakfast."

"I take it was a very good night then…" Sam replied.

"Why do you say that?" Dean asked, raising an eyebrow.

"You're making Cas breakfast in bed? I mean, since when did you make anyone breakfast, let alone in bed?"

Dean smiled to himself and then turned to his brother.

"You know, since the Apocalypse was stopped, I couldn't give a shit about whether I ever made breakfast for anyone before…I'm just happy to be with you, Cas, Bobby, Chuck…Hell even Lucifer…"

Sam smiled at his brother who put four slices of bread in the toaster and took a carton of orange juice out of the refrigerator.

Five minutes later Dean was back in bed with his angel, an arm wrapped around Castiel as they both chewed happily on their toast. Their legs were entwined, and their finger's locked together. Finishing their breakfast, the pair lay back against the pillows holding each other.

"Thank you for that, Dean." Castiel whispered.

"You're welcome, Cas." Dean replied, planting a gentle kiss on the former angel's lips.

Castiel looked up at Dean and smiled.

"I could stay here all day…" he whispered, snuggling into Dean's chest.

"I know, but we have to get up. Don't forget that we promised Lucifer we'd hang out with him today…"

Castiel sighed.

"Why did I have to say that?"

"Because you love your brother, despite him being a total jerk-off." Dean replied.

By noon, Lucifer and Castiel were having a chat over coffee while Sam and Dean worked on the Impala outside.

"I'm sorry about last night," Castiel began, "I shouldn't have shunned you out like that. It wasn't very polite."

"No sweat, Cas…" the Devil replied, "I ended up having an eventful night after all."

"Oh yes." Castiel said, "I heard about the drag-queen…are you alright?"

Lucifer blushed and then laughed.

"It was all ridiculous really, although the moment the stupid fucker had his hands down my pants and I saw how manly they were I got the hell outta there!"

The brothers laughed, but then heard a huge bang which caused them both to jump up with wide eyes. Castiel sprinted towards the front door, fearing that Dean had electrocuted himself or something re-wiring the car.

"DEAN!" he yelled trying not to cry as he headed out onto the porch, looking frantically for his lover, "DEAN?"

Dean came out from under the hood of the car and ran towards his lover.

"Cas?" He asked, grunting as the angel roughly threw himself on him.

"Are you okay?" Castiel asked him, pulling away and checking him over.

"I'm fine…" Dean laughed, then noticing the concerned look on the Devil's face.

The group looked over to the other side of the road, where Lucifer's gaze rested, seeing that a huge cloud of dust was parting to reveal a strange lump on the floor.

The shape moved and stood up…