Young and Beautiful

So this is it, the grande finale. I had this finished almost right after I finished the last chapter because I was too sad from the last one and couldn't sleep without rectifying things. So instead of waiting, I'm just going to put this one up and finish this story once and forever.

And because I've become addicted to the song, this chapter title is by Lana Del Rey (again).

Reviewer Response:

Adaddario: I needed them just as much as you did. This ending will make up for that though, I promise.

I've seen the world
Done it all
Had my cake now
Diamonds, brilliant
In Bel Air now
Hot summer nights, mid July
When you and I were forever wild
The crazy days, city lights
The way you'd play with me like a child

Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

Five Months Later

"Do you, Castiel Novak, take Meg Masters to be your lawfully wedded wife?" The Justice of the Peace questioned, looking between the couple in front of him.

"I do." Castiel agreed.

"Do you, Meg Masters, take Castiel Novak to be your lawfully wedded husband?" The Justice asked.

"Does it have to be lawfully?" Meg joked. Dean snorted slightly, shaking his head behind Castiel. Behind Meg, Holly grinned slightly. Carly, the only person they had as an audience since neither of the wedded wanted more than their closest friends, giggled happily in her seat. "Yes'sir, I do."

"By the power invested in me, I now pronounce you man and wife." The Justice stated happily, clearly amused by the tiny group.

"KISS HER!" Carly yelled from her seat.

"Well if the little girl insists." Castiel grumbled, pretending to be pressured.

"Oh come here, Mr Novak." Meg growled. She grabbed at Castiel's sports coat and yanked him over, kissing him. Holly leaned over and put her hands over Carly's eyes, much to the little girl's annoyance.

"You guys do realize this isn't a brothel and there's a paper we gotta sign before you can officially be married, right?" Dean tried to interject. All he got for his effort was Meg flipping him off. The Justice coughed lightly, getting more uncomfortable with the continued kiss taking place before him. Dean just grinned slightly and looked at Holly who returned the look and even winked at him.

It had taken two months, one week and four days after the initial breakthrough to get her back into the apartment. It took a further month of dates and careful kisses to get her off the couch and back into the bedroom with Dean. Even then, it still took almost a full extra month before they were having sex again.

Things still weren't completely back to normal with them. Dean had gone and purchased another engagement ring but kept it hidden away, not wanting to push Holly into possibly withdrawing again. Things were delicate but she was slowly becoming herself again. It wasn't until after they had resumed sleeping with each other had Holly started seeming more like her old self. Her scary weight drop from the initial trauma had taken almost four months to restore itself. Physically, she was healthy again, healed up and under no strains.

Mentally, she still lapsed into moments of blaming herself for what had happened. As soon as Meg had heard about that however, the brunette had stormed up to her blonde friend and slapped her so hard there was an actual imprint for several minutes on the woman's cheek. She had then gone on to state quite firmly that none of what happened had been Holly's fault, nor should she even think it. The whole lecture on reasons why had gone on for over an hour. At one point, Dean, Castiel and Carly had left the women alone and came back later with the lecturing still happening. It had ended with Meg declaring that if she ever heard Holly blame herself for the incident, she would be slapped again.

"Guys, impressionable three year old here." Holly announced, finally forcing the couple apart. Meg's dark lipstick had smeared onto Castiel's face and the man looked disoriented but highly pleased. Finally they signed the paper and then Dean and Holly signed for the witnesses and everything became official.

And then Holly teased Meg for several minutes by referring to her only as 'Mrs Novak'.


A few hours later and the foursome, free of the child due to Lisa's volunteering of caring for her for the night, crashed their way into a club. Rounds of drinks transported themselves between the group as they shared stories of their lives and remarked on remembrances of Sam, making more toasts to him then any of them could count.

At some point, Holly managed to get Dean on the dance floor and they moved with the slow song. She kept her eyes on him, almost as if she was calculating something. He kept running his hand up and down her back slowly. Holly suddenly smiled and something flickered in her eyes, something that actually made Dean groan.

"We need to go." He whispered right against her ear.

"I got everything I need on me." Holly replied. She glanced around, not even spotting their friends. She knew neither of them would mind, and if they did, messages would be sent and received to bitch at each other later. Dean gave a nod and before he knew it, the blonde was pulling him out of the club. She kept her hand in his as he called for a cab, both of them knowing they were unable to drive after the drinks.

"I'll give you double whatever the metre rings up if you get us there fast." Dean told the driver once the cab arrived and he gave off their address. Soon as they were in the car and it was moving, Holly had draped her legs across his lap and leaned into him, her lips pressing to his neck. "Oh, sweet Jesus, Holls..."

"Want me to stop?" Holly whispered, innocently.

"Good God, no." Dean groaned, well aware of the fact that the driver kept glancing back at them. "But we are giving this dude a show."

"We've never done that." Holly mused lightly.

"You wanna explore into voyeurism?" Dean questioned. Holly bit lightly at his neck and his eyes rolled back in his head. " no problem with that."

"Just light stuff." Holly whispered, dragging a hand down his chest and across his stomach. Dean now knew why she had put her legs over his lap. They made a perfect shield to hide his instant reaction from the driver. Her fingers brushed over across the top of his pants before circling back upwards. Dean let out a slight growling noise when he felt her tongue against his pulse. He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her back before pressing his lips urgently against hers. His hand rubbed at her hip before slowly moving upward. His mind completely forgot about the fact that there was another person around them as his hand grasped onto her chest, eliciting a moan from her mouth to his. Her leg shifted and rubbed against his crotch, his growl of a noise came out again and he bit at her lip, making her whimper.

A loud, uncomfortable sounding cough reminded them of where they were but they barely parted. Dean fished through his pocket and just threw money to the driver before he got out of the car, dragging Holly along with him. They settled down for only a few seconds as they walked into the building. The second they were in the elevator, they were at each other again, Holly pressed into the wall, their mouths fused together. Dean popped the button on her jeans and pulled the zipper down before slipping his hand inside. She gasped and gripped onto his shoulders as his fingers worked. She suddenly laughed in a breathless way and looked at her, panting heavily.

"Kinda like...your...graduation." Holly muttered through her lusty haze. Dean blinked and then laughed as well, remembering that night. It amazed him that he had lived in this building for over a year now and they had never done anything in the elevator until this moment.

Of course, he was reminded by how short of a ride it was when the door suddenly opened. Thanking God that Carly was actually at Lisa's apartment and not at home, he hoisted Holly off her feet and groaned when she wrapped her legs around him, attacking his neck again. He stumbled out of the elevator and over to their apartment, clumsily trying to get the key in the lock. He gave a cheer when it finally worked and they fell inside. Holly gave him a sneaky smile as she dropped her legs and moved away from him.

"What are you doing?" Dean asked, dropping the keys in their dish and following her.

"Reliving that night." Holly mused, turning back to him as she leaned on the balcony door. "Unless you wanna get a little more crazy and go out there."

"Here's good." Dean interjected, crossing to her. Holly gripped and pushed her jeans down her legs, kicking them off with her shoes. "Course you know, we're wearing the wrong clothes to match that night."

"Details, details." Holly grumbled, pulling him back to her. Dean smirked at her as he pulled his shirt up over his head then proceeded to remove hers as well. "You just gonna talk clothes or are we gonna play, Winchester?"

"So gonna play." Dean groaned, opening his pants. He mentally smacked himself as he realized that there were still so many spots in this apartment they hadn't done anything in. He made a mental note to get her onto the balcony at some point, just not at the moment, maybe when they were less drunk.

He lifted her up again and held her against the glass door. Her legs resumed their earlier position around his waist and she used her feet to push his pants down to his thighs before she sank down onto him. He looked at her and pushed her more firmly against the door before thrusting up into her, enjoying her moans and gasping breaths. Her nails scrapped up his back and over his shoulders, leaving long red marks in their wake. His mouth attached to her neck and left a mark in it's wake. He lifted his head to look at her again when she cracked the back of her skull off the door and laughed slightly, flexing around him to show that she was fine.

"God...Holly..." Dean muttered, kissing her chest.

"Uh huh?" Holly asked, knowing he was trying to say something as she held onto him, moving faster.

" fucking God...marry me." Dean gasped out.

"Okay." Holly agreed. After that, no coherent words were uttered over the rest of the night and they ended up waking up out on the balcony covered in a blanket.


I've seen the world, lit it up
As my stage now
Channeling angels in a new age now
Hot summer days, rock n roll
The way you play for me at your show
And all the ways I got to know
Your pretty face and electric soul

Will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?

Three Months Later

"Is it time yet?" Meg asked, slipping into the room. Holly shook her head slightly and paced across the floor before turning to the mirror and adjusting her dress. She leaned towards the mirror and looked at herself carefully, tilting her head each way. Meg grinned at her and shook her head before looking at the table covered in all the beauty products each woman owned and something else that they had both become familiar with.

"This is all good right?" Holly asked. "I's's going to work."

"Absolutely." Meg assured her with a smile. Holly nodded slightly and smiled herself. She walked over and hugged her best friend. "You know there's a lot of people out there."

"Well...yeah." Holly mused, laughing slightly. "Some of them even flew over for this. Few of them were surprised that I was alive."

"One of those days where you really miss Sammy though." Meg pointed out. Holly sighed and nodded. The watch sitting on the table beeped it's alarm and they looked down to see what would be happening for them. "Huh."

"Yeah." Holly agreed.

"Hey, are you guys ready yet or..." Castiel called as he started to open the door. There was a yell from him as Meg suddenly slammed it back shut at him. "A simple no would have worked!"

"Love you Clarence but shoo...girl time." Meg called through the door.

"Well hurry it up." Castiel urged them. Meg smiled and looked at Holly who was still looking at the table. The brunette started to laugh, which surprised the blonde for a few moments before she joined in as well, both of them laughing for no real reason.

"We should get out there." Meg pointed out. Holly smiled and nodded. Meg held the door open with an overly dramatic bow and Holly laughed again, walking out. Carly ran up to them and Holly scooped her up, kissing the girl's face and leaving an imprint.

"Finally ready?" Castiel asked.

"Shut up and walk me down." Meg retorted.

"Yes, Mrs Novak." Castiel teased. Meg punched his arm but smiled. Holly put Carly back down and the little girl led them down the aisle to where Dean was standing and waiting. Holly followed behind her friends and locked eyes on the man she was going to marry. She couldn't keep back smiling, her mood reaching an all new high for her.

This was it, they were finally going to get married.


"So I've come to a very strong conclusion and you have absolutely no say in it." Holly stated as she stripped out of her bridal dress and laid it delicately over a chair. She dropped herself onto their hotel room bed and looked at her husband.

"Already?" Dean asked. He pulled off the jacket for his tux and worked on the buttons of the shirt. "Isn't there a rule where you have to wait at least a week before those start happening?"

"I wanna name our kid, Sam." Holly declared. Dean paused and looked at her. "Meg and I did the tests again."

"So you're..." Dean started. Holly smiled and nodded. "And Meg..." This time there was a laugh accompanying the nod. Holly yelped when Dean was suddenly on top of her, kissing all over her face. "What if it's a girl?"

"She can still be called Sam, stupid." Holly reminded him, laughing slightly. "Samuel for a boy, Samantha for a girl."

"And what do you suppose Meg and Cas will call their kid?" Dean asked.

"Don't know but don't care right now." Holly replied, rolling him onto his back. "It's our wedding night and we're spending it the old fashioned way."

"So lots of loud noisy sex that'll get people next door banging on the wall to try and shut us up?" Dean questioned.

"Uh huh." Holly answered with a mischievous smile. "And you better make me scream."

"Challenge accepted, Mrs Winchester." Dean declared, yanking his wife down to kiss her and start their endless night.

Dear lord, when I get to heaven
Please let me bring my man
When he comes tell me that you'll let him in
Father tell me if you can
All that grace, all that body
All that face makes me wanna party
He's my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

And will you still love me
When I'm no longer young and beautiful?
Will you still love me
When I got nothing but my aching soul?
I know you will, I know you will
I know that you will
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm no longer beautiful?
Will you still love me when I'm not young and beautiful?

The End

That's it, it's over. Go on with your life after the emotional scarring I have placed on you lol. The only chapter in both stories to actually get the lyrics for the title song in it because I am honestly that obsessed with this song and it truly does fit for an ending theme of the whole thing.