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new orleans ♔ and you were the light that brought me back

War of Hearts - Russell Taylor

WHO ||Dean, Rose, Sam, Alainn [closed]
WHAT || Dean & Rose spontaneously tie the knot
WHERE || The French Quarter 24/7 Wedding Chapel, New Orleans
WHEN || A couple weeks post LA, after the Rafael rescue (2017)
HOW || Actionspam (single thread)

[ No one probably ever thought this day would come, probably least of all the bride and groom.

But a surprise proposal (of sorts) from Rose has led them both here, as the clock clicks close to midnight, to one of the only 24/7 wedding chapels there is, conveniently located right here in New Orleans, where they happened to make the decision. Neither one of them seems to want a big wedding, so much as they just want to get married already, although everyone is a little concerned that Dean is going to develop cold feet as the time draws nearer. With a nat 20 will save though, he's actually eerily calm about the whole thing as Sam drives him to the place and they fill out the paperwork, while Alainn gets Rose ready in a nearby room. Dean takes a moment to slip the guy running the place some cash money under the table not to put their name up on the public registry that they keep on their website, to at least not flagrantly advertise their location. By the time anyone traces them here from the actual signing of documents, they should be long gone. Once all that's done, Dean and Sam have a few moments alone while they go to process everything, and he steps into the chapel room, walking slowly down the aisle with his hands shoved in the pockets of the suit that Alainn picked up for him and Sam talked him into actually wearing, studying the kooky decor with a pensive look on his face. ]

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[ apparently that was exactly the thing to say

to bring his nerves out

and make that worried face stick ] ... This is really happening, isn't it.

[THERE IT IS, he's been waiting.]

If you ask me, it pretty much happened ages ago. Rose is already a goddamn Winchester. You're just making it official. [He gives Dean a clap on the back.] Besides, you already filled out the paperwork, so the hard part is already over.

[Diplomacy 30????]

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[It's then that Alainn enters, smiling like she just ate the moon, the most underdressed one at this thing cuz she sure did forget about her own outfit. oh well.

She walks gracefully down the aisle, a good pre-cursor to the glowing bride to follow. She gives Sam a big, grateful smile, so happy he got Dean to wear the damn suit, so grateful he was part of Rose's life.

Then she looks to Dean, her smile softening at the look of near-panic on his face, a soft chuckle escaping. As she reaches the front of the aisle she stands before him just briefly before she hugs him tightly, not really caring if he isn't in a hugging mood cuz dammit, she is just so freaking happy for them. She'll kiss both of his cheeks as she pulls back, giving him a teary smile.]

Thank you for taking care of her, Dean.

[ when the door opens, he starts beneath sam's hand, as if he's afraid that's gonna be rose right then and he feels entirely unprepared. but when it's alainn, he actually lets out a long breath that sam would notice, as the words seem to have a soothing effect. and alainn's smile is infectious. while he looks initially surprised at the way she grabs him and the physical display of affection, after a moment, he hugs her back, albeit squeezing his eyes shut a bit at the sudden onslaught of kisses as well. still, they'll flick open and he'll give her a slightly awkward smile, but one that's genuine enough ]

Trust me. Don't gotta thank me for that. [ plus it's a little uncomfortable for him to be thanked for that when she literally died that one time and he couldn't stop it. LET'S NOT THINK ABOUT THAT RIGHT NOW ]

[ If ever there was a moment to runaway bride, now was her last chance to do it and yet as she watches Alainn move in ahead of her, that same peace returns to her and if she didn't know better? She'd swear that somebody, somewhere out there, had a guiding hand in this. Stepping in and casually calming the emotions every time they could have spiraled out of control. (Will Save 35) Like Luthir, or... maybe even Castiel. Like maybe there were forces out there beyond what they dealt with that wanted them to have this.

It's with that thought dancing through her head that she steps into the doorway, the chapel itself fading into the background as her gaze is drawn to Dean, and she can't help it. The smile that touches her lips at the sight of him in that suit. The light that shines in her eyes at the fact that even now, after everything, he still knew how to surprise her.

Her eyes stay locked on him as she moves down the aisle, a calm certainty there as her feet carry her effortlessly towards him (Dex 24) and it doesn't matter that Wynn isn't here, that this is all kinds of rushed. This is what she wants. It's all she wants and it's written all over her face as she finally reaches him. ]

You wore the suit. [ Her grin widening as she reaches out to trail a finger beneath the lapel. ]

Of course he did.

[Does Sam look like a somewhat smug younger brother right now? Yup, he sure does.

He's just glad that Rose looks all kinds of calm, and that what he'd said to Dean had at least helped a little. He can't imagine it would have looked great to Rose if he'd looked overly anxious or something like that, especially when he was originally more nervous about something else entirely.

But that was neither here nor there. He just gives Rose a smile, instead.]

You look great.

[And here come the waterworks...

As she watches her best friend glide down the aisle she just can't help herself from spilling some tears, though she doesn't blubber or anything like that. Just a few quiet sniffles through her radiant smile. She doesn't really trust herself to say anything at the moment though, afraid if she were to open her mouth the tears would come for real. (Will Save 15...)]

[ nothing else matters - metallica

/uploads an icon that i'll probably never have cause to use again because no one will probably ever see this expression anywhere else.

as rose starts his way and he catches sight of her, a combination of what he sees there and sam's words seem to melt the panic straight off from his shoulders. are other people talking? is the priest stepping into place behind them? he doesn't give a fuck. the awe in his eyes at the vision in front of him is completely undisguised and his mouth twists up into a dumbstruck smile that he doesn't quite seem able to wipe off his face, even as she steps up to him and plays with his lapel. it takes him a moment to get it together enough to answer, trying to play it smug casual. ] Seemed like the thing to do.

[ and with an amazing will save, he busts out this gem as if he can't help himself: ] You look freakin' beautiful.

[ It's the look on his face right now, the light she's never seen in his eyes before. The smile that alters him so completely that it takes her breath away. It's what keeps her from even being able to acknowledge anyone else in the room. The kind of look you could spend your whole life longing to see but never coming close, and it was everything to have it turned on her. Rose rocks forward, almost like she's about to kiss him, just barely holding herself back and her fingers curl around the edge of his lapel in a way that's become so familiar between them. It's different this time, however, not like she's desperately trying to keep him from being ripped away from her. It's as if it's this moment she's trying to hold onto as her eyes scan his features. Committing every part of him to memory. ]

Alainn should get the credit. [ A huff of soft laughter spilling over and it takes her a second to realize what feels so strange about her face when it hits her. She's smiling. Bright and open and like everything she'd thought had shriveled inside her over the years had suddenly come to life. Lighting her up from the inside out.

She has to force herself to release his jacket, smoothing the material back down, emotion rippling across her features as she can't help but reach up to cup his cheek. Just needing to feel him. Her fingers lightly trail along the outline of his jaw, Rose swallowing past the lump of emotion that swells in her throat, and it's only now that she seems to finally register they aren't alone. Her eye, catching Sam in her periphery. She looks briefly surprised, but then it all seems to come back and there's a true warmth that fills her as she looks at him fully now. ]

Hi - [ Yeah there is no way she heard anything anyone but Dean has said from the moment she first laid eyes on him. She'd say sorry, but, she's not... and now she glances over her shoulder to see that of course, Alainn is crying already and that manages to help break the spell, at least a little as another huff of laughter spills over.]

Oh - wow - okay. [ Visibly trying to compose herself.] Lets do this.

[Sam feels a swell of pride and happiness filling up his chest as he watches the two of them, once again just overwhelmed by the fact that they're all here and doing this.

There was a time when Sam wanted nothing more than to just be able to have a normal family, one that he could sit down and eat Thanksgiving dinner with. His life on this side of the Veil had made him feel like that was something he could never even dream of happening on any level, and now here he was with something that was maybe even better than that.

He rolls his shoulders back, standing tall as he looks toward the person running the ceremony, giving them a quick nod to get this show on the road.]

[Like Sam, Alainn is feeling such a swelling of pride and wonder at the fact that this is really happening. With as much crap as they have all been through, the one common thread between all of them was family. That was all anyone of them really wanted, more than to win the fight, more than even Heaven and Hell, they all just wanted a family, to belong to something, to be a part of others lives in a way that most of them were missing.

Watching Rose and Dean now, as the preacher starts to speak, watching the absolute and unwavering love on Dean's face as he looks at Rose, it just cements how right this is. It doesn't matter that it's rushed, it doesn't matter that, to some, it may seem like an end of the world whim, she knew this was different.

It was about love. And that was all that really mattered.]

[ the priest is a short guy in a suit with large black framed glasses, who opens up a book on a little stand, drawing dean's attention back as he begins:

"Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to witness the joining of Dean Winchester and Rose Hathaway in the bonds of holy matrimony."

dean coughs a bit, before commenting: ] Hey, uh, Father [ he clearly doesn't even know what to call this guy ], maybe we can keep the holy outta this one, if you catch my drift.

[ the man nods, clearly not surprised by anyone asking for a more secular ceremony, and flips his page.

"A marriage, as most of us understand it, is a voluntary and full commitment. It is made in the deepest sense to the exclusion of all others, and it is entered into with the desire and hope that it will last for life.

There are few greater joys in life than finding someone with whom we truly 'click.' In that spirit, I will now share a short reading on soulmates from author Richard Bach:

'A soulmate is someone who has locks that fit our keys, and keys to fit our locks. When we feel safe enough to open the locks, our truest selves step out and we can be completely and honestly who we are; we can be loved for who we are and not for who we're pretending to be. Each unveils the best part of the other. No matter what else goes wrong around us, with that one person we're safe in our own paradise. Our soulmate is someone who shares our deepest longings, our sense of direction. When we're two balloons, and together our direction is up, chances are we've found the right person. Our soulmate is the one who makes life come to life.'

Rose and Dean, as you stand here today before the Universe, realize that you are preparing to celebrate one of life's greatest gifts, the depths of which you have only begun to explore. Your level of love and commitment is something that many seek, but not everyone finds. The bond you share is a rarity in this world, and its fruits more valuable than any precious stone or metal.

Marriage, of course, is more than a formal exchange of rings. It is a sacred and solemn promise to one another that no matter what, you're in this together. Life is full of surprises – both positive and negative. By nature, it's impossible to know what is around the next bend. However, with a trusted partner by your side, you may take comfort in the unknown. Whatever storms may come, you will weather them together. That is the beauty of love: not only does it cradle us when we are feeling weak and tired, it creates a solid foundation on which we can always rely.

Henceforth, your lives will become permanently intertwined. The union you form today is built to withstand any and all challenges. Through sorrow and joy, through failure and success, through despair and triumph, your bond will persevere – buoyed by the everlasting love you share. With the vows exchanged today, you will both finalize this promise and begin life anew, together."

through all the priest's words, dean keeps his eyes locked on rose's, reaching to take both of her hands in his, one thumb rubbing reassuringly over the back of her own, although who he is trying to reassure is questionable. there's a lot going on behind those eyes, and while there's definitely a confidence in his affection for her, there's insecurity too, fears about what he's doing by tying her to him like this. but the priest's words about partnership seem to strengthen his resolve, and his hand tightens reflexively in hers, the corner of his lip curving up further. ]

[ While it's likely that at least Alainn and Sam would probably get a kick out of Dean's interruption... the same can't be said for Rose. Not because she's mortified but because she's currently too busy double taking at the priest and trying to decide if making cutting motions at her neck to get him to stop would be considered bad wedding day etiquette or straight up threatening a priest. It's Dean's words that sees her smile return, however, and while it's probably not all that funny given the reason behind it? It's so painfully them that she can't help but appreciate it.

In the end, the words don't really matter. It's just this, him. Their friends and family. It's the insecurity that lurks in his eyes and understanding him well enough to know where it stems from. (Sense Motive 31). It's having enough faith in him and what they have to know that even if he's quietly terrified about what the future holds, that it's going to work out because that's what they do. It's what they've been doing even from the first moment she met him. They find a way to figure it out. She wasn't worried that he was scared because she understood it, and she knew that there was literally nothing Hell, Heaven or anyone in between could do to her because of this, that would make her regret marrying him.

It's there in her eyes, the same patience and understanding she'd shown back in the motel room. In the steadiness of her hands as she squeezes his back and the smile that comes when she sees him come out the other side of whatever internal struggle that he's been waging as the priest speaks. There was a time when she used to worry that it wouldn't be enough. That he'd run, not because he didn't love her but because he wanted to protect her but not anymore. she knew as well as he did that no matter how bad it got, the only thing worse would be not having him with her. ]

Ohhh - [ Her face changes in an instant, as if struck by a sudden thought that makes her eyes widen a little. Rose squeezing his hands and leaning a little closer to him as yeah, sure, now she gets the Wisdom Check she really needed an hour ago. (18). ] Rings?

[Sam's glad Dean said it so no one else had to.

That said, they get to rings and it's clear that he didn't think of that, either. He looks between the three of them, then to the priest, before giving a sheepish shrug of his shoulders.

It shouldn't be the first time a couple did this at the last minute, right? Otherwise they're about to make some rings out of paper or something.]

[fuuuuuuck...

The look on her face is enough to suggest that she also did not think about the fact that they would need rings. She looks down at the simple Claddagh ring she always wears, slipping it off and holding it up for Rose with a... somewhat sheepish smile. As for Dean? Doesn't he always wear a thick silver band on his off hand? She is out of all of tricks now, guys.]

I've got one for ya!

[ dean hadn't thought about it either, clearly, so when it comes up, he looks at sam in desperation. only to get a shrug. he's about to turn back to the priest to ask, when alainn volunteers one. he'll reach out to grab it, because it'll be a good fit for rose, before looking down at his own hand, where he does have that ring because in this au, i guess he never got rid of his beer opener. ] Not sure if it works, since you'd be givin' me something that's already mine, but...

[ the guy running the ceremony speaks up. "We do have a few rings available, of course, if you'd prefer that."

dean glances to rose, clearly not caring either way. ]

[ Panic quickly gives way to something else as they all spring into action, awe and amusement warring in her gaze as within less than 30 seconds, they’ve managed to go from completely forgetting the rings to having two with a side of options for more… and this is why they worked together, all of them. It might not always be pretty, but they got the job done. ]

It works. [ And then because technically, she doesn’t really get the significance of the rings beside them being symbolic? ] It does work, right?

[ And yes, she looks to Alainn because Alainn is like the Wedding Whisperer. ]

We can find something else later and it still counts?

[ The rings aren't magical, Rose... ]

[She chuckles, nodding at Rose's confusion,]

Aye love, it really works, and you can always find something else later should you want. [Rose could keep her ring for as long as she wanted, be it the next two minutes or for the rest of her life. She could have whatever she wanted because to her all that mattered in this moment was that they made it work. And they had.]

They're not even legally required at all.

[Putting those law school skills to work, I guess. Hilariously, as their panic subsides into amusement, it hammers home how they got here and what really matters.

Sam looks to the priest, grinning and waiting for the ceremony to keep trucking forward.]

[ the priest nods, before continuing on:

"As we gather here under the eyes of the Universe, let us also recognize the seriousness of the occasion. Marriage is a profound, sincere commitment, and one worthy of our reverence."

was that a jab at y'all's casual attitudes? we just don't know.

"Love is the soil from which life itself grows. As Carl Sagan famously wrote: 'The world is so exquisite with so much love and moral depth. We should remain grateful every day for the brief but magnificent opportunity that life provides. The sum of all our evolution, our thinking and our accomplishments is love.'

I will now invite the Bride and Groom to exchange their vows. Rose, would you like to go first?"

dean glances over to her like welp, you started this train, you're in the hot seat buying him some time to think of what to say as a result ]

[ What?

There’s no disguising the surprise in her eyes when she’s called upon, Rose glancing from the Priest to Dean and it’s pretty obvious she was expecting this to be one of those things where you just repeat whatever the other guy said. Nobody told her there would be homework on this…

She glances at the Priest, at Dean, even Sam – resisting the urge to turn and look at Alainn, only because it would be super obvious that she had no idea what she’s doing – like it’s not already – before focusing on Dean and trying to pull something out of thin air before she manages to make a right ass out of herself at her own wedding. ]

Dean… from the moment we met - [ She makes a face because, it just sounds so horribly cheesy and it’s almost seems to set her off on a very different, somewhat unexpected and yet still perfectly Rose, path. ]

Actually, I thought you were an ass. [ She glances at the Priest, grimaces. ] Sorry… I’m going somewhere with this I promise.

[ Why is she apologizing? She really does not care if she mildly offends God or one of his servants.

Refocusing on Dean, a wry, almost smile plays at the corner of her mouth and she gives his hands a squeeze. ]

You, pushed all my buttons and you got under my skin, making it impossible for me to ignore you and… Maybe I should have realized then that one day we’d end up here. Because, even then? We had each other’s backs. We challenged each other and we made it through a pretty awful situation because, we worked together.

[ And because she can’t seem to help herself… she glances at the Priest as if to say, See? Point, before refocusing back on Dean. ]

You get me. In a way that nobody ever has and never will again. And you do it without even trying. You just, you know me better than I know myself sometimes and being with you, loving you? It’s the one thing in our lives that has always made sense, even when nothing else does.

[ She’s not always great at this sort of thing, speaking from the heart… at least not when things aren’t grave but the longer she goes, the more sure she is in what she’s saying and it doesn’t seem to matter so much if she’s eloquent. She’s being honest, in every possible way. ]

Through everything that’s happened… there has never been a single moment when I’ve wanted to go back. To do things differently, because there’s always been you. The person I love not in spite of your flaws, or the things you’ve been through but because of them. You, who I would rather get to spend just one more day with, than a lifetime with anyone else.

I promise to always be there, no matter what. To love you, no matter what. To come back to you, no matter what… and whatever comes. The good, the bad, everything in between. We’ll figure it out the way we always have. Together.

[Alainn literally cannot contain all of the emotions she is having right now about this entire thing. There is so much joy, such elated happiness in her friends' voice as she says her unrehearsed vows, that she doesn't need to see Rose's face to know that she is glowing.

She gets a good enough willsave to not burst into tears uncontrollably, but that doesn't mean she isn't crying all the same. But they are tears of happiness, pure and simple. She couldn't be happier for anyone else in the entire world, and this moment was one so pure she felt blessed to just stand in awe of it.]

[Oh no, Sam rolled a whole 3 on his will save.

He's gonna fucking cry ya'll. Has he ever happy cried in his life? I freaking doubt it.

He's going to do his best to try and hide it, because he sure doesn't want Dean to see and potentially never let him live it down, so there's a quiet sniffle on his part and a gentle clearing of his throat as he tries to act like he's totally calm and collected over here.]

[ SAM STOP BEING EMBARRASSING, dean sees that shit

but w/e he is focused on the insurmountable task of trying to come up with an impromptu wedding speech. talking about his feelings. in front of other people.

gulp.

never tear us apart - sleeping at last

rose's approach does a little bit to alleviate his nerves and even crack a few little smiles out of him, although the one in his eyes definitely doesn't leave. still, he glances over at the priest, like c'mon. ]

How'm I supposed to top that?

[ when the guy just shrugs, clearly not about to offer any help, dean takes a big breath in, his shoulders hunched a little with the tension, before he exhales, muttering almost under his breath: ] Here goes nothin'.

[ he lifts his eyes to hers again, still holding onto her hands ]

I'm not good at this stuff. Not just the writing speeches part, but ... this. [ he gestures around with their joined hands ] Romance. Relationships. Any of that crap.

It never seemed like it was gonna fit in my life. My whole life, I've been runnin' from it because I honestly thought being with anyone was the best way to get that person killed, or worse. [ the priest gives him a sudden Look of wtf, but dean continues ] There's not a lot of people in my life I've trusted to hold their own and not let me down, period. But you showed me time and time again that you could be one of 'em, and that's what made the rest easy.

Lovin' you was never the hard part.

And it never will be. I promise you that, and to always have your back, whatever gets thrown at us next, and wherever it's comin' from.

You brought me back from one helluva dark place, and I never thought anyone could do that. But you're not just anybody. You're the strongest person I ever met.

[ a beat, and then: ]

... And not just because you could probably kick my ass.

[ Honestly? She was fully expecting him to sidestep this with a simple; What she said, so the fact that he was even trying to be this open? That was worth more than anything he could have said. Plus it was honest, so honest that they would probably banned from coming back here after this, but in a way that feels right and so completely them. They weren’t fancy dinners and walks on the beach. They were stolen moments between the endless fight. Comfort in the middle of the night when you wake up in a cold sweat. They were having somebody to run to instead of running to stand still.

Pride shines in her eyes, Rose’s thumb running over his knuckles as if to lend support in a moment that she knows, doesn’t come easily to him because it’s about more than just opening himself up to her, in front of witnesses. It’s about giving a voice to those things inside you that don’t know how to even begin to examine let alone express.

With the most unnecessary Nat 20, she can see Sam with tears in his eyes in her periphery. Knows that Alainn is crying, without even turning around because she wouldn’t be Alainn if she weren’t and it all just solidifies that certainty she’s felt, ever since she said those two words to him at the Motel. She’d always known they lifted each other but to be with the two people who mattered most of them outside of each other and know that what they had could do that for them? That was something.

A huff of laughter spills over at that last part and she can’t help but inch closer. Rose releasing one hand so she can slip it around his middle. No longer content with even that small distance between them. ]

Probably? [ Eyebrows raised as her whole face brightens with her grin. ] Wanna test that out later?

[ And with the amount of suggestion in her tone… you gotta be feeling for that poor Priest about now.

And Sam. Who will probably be electing to sleep on Alainn’s floor, now. (You're all welcome for that shitty WS) ]

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