Dean and Cass didn't die, Cass just confessed and they married before having the perfect old married life.. A hunter's dream, in Dean's opinion since, they weren't dead.

It was early in the morning, and the sounds of the tapping from a tablet woke Dean up.. It was already 9 AM, so he had to wake up. As he did, he found his husband, Castiel, playing with the tablet.. Judging by the sounds, that was candy crush, the game Castiel got a bit addicted to in these two days.. And he was already on level 78. Dean couldn't help but smirk, shifting to be behind Castiel before wrapping his arms around him and wrapping his legs around his waist, putting his head above his shoulder to get a better view.

Cass was on one of his hyperfocused modes, Dean was used to that since well, he showed certain aspects of having a neurodivigent behavior. Dean still loved him no matter what. 5 minutes passed, then 10, and even 15, untill Dean mumbled into Cass's ear.

' Cass.. You can't win Candy Crush, you know? '

Dean asked a bit teasingly as he spoke with a rusty, hoarse voice.. It was clear that the live of marriage had changed him, after all the hunt and everything, he had married Cass and lived his perfect fairy tales.. They even got out of the hunt being them hunters, and that was much to say.