Topic: Almost

Dean Winchester · Date: 2011-12-19 18:51 EST

Sioux Falls, South Dakota Fall 2011...

Paige was quiet, not telling Dean where they were going until they came to a very quaint little church. She was pulling his hand to get him up the steps and to the door. A church" Dean thought. She was taking him to church' He couldn't remember the last time he'd been in a church. Oh, wait....Yes, he could. It was when he'd killed Ruby, and Lucifer had been set free. Not since then. Church wasn't exactly a place Dean felt comfortable in, especially since his belief in God was iffy, at best. "Why are we here?" he asked, getting tugged reluctantly inside.

"You will see." She smiled to him. It was a cute church inside and she released his hand. "Wait here, okay?" And she sprinted off into the inner sanctum, disappearing behind a door into the back of the church itself.

Dean arched a brow as she disappeared leaving him standing awkwardly alone. In a church. He looked around, wondering if he should take a seat or just stand and wait, not to mention wondering what she was up to. He couldn't fathom why in the world she'd want to come here.

While she was gone, he looked around a little, finding it a cute little place, even though he still didn't really feel comfortable there. He'd suggested attending church to his father a few times as a kid, but his father had never thought it a very good idea.

A few minutes later Paige came back out, arm locked with a rather elderly man. He was chatting away to her ear, patting her arm warming as they approaching the altar. When he turned to see Dean, he gestured him over. "Come now, young man. Don't be bashful."

Dean turned to find Paige arm in arm with an older man, who he assumed was a man of the cloth, and he wondered again what was going on. Bashful" He wasn't sure what he was being bashful about. He pressed his lips tightly together and started toward the altar. "What's going on?" he asked curiously, more to Paige than the elderly man.

"Can you give us a moment?" She smiled to the old man before moving to Dean in all his confusion. Reaching a hand out, she looked up to him. "Here..now..Let's..Let's get married." Her cheeks darkened a bit.

Dean blinked, obviously surprised by her suggestion. Shocked really. Not unpleasantly so. It was just unexpected. But then, it made sense. Why else would she have brought him here" His own face paled at the suggestion, though he wasn't afraid, just surprised. "But....I thought..." He'd thought she wanted a big, white wedding surrounded by family, and he wanted to give her what she wanted. His face betrayed his confusion, a million thoughts suddenly flashing through his head. He took her hand, his expression changing, a questioning look in his eyes. "Are you sure?"

Her eyes lowered to his hands and she nodded a single time. "I am. We can always have a bigger wedding, if you want one but I.." She peeked up to him. "I am sure. But if you don't want to, don't feel that you have to. Really..."

He watched her silently a moment, as if trying to read her thoughts, make sure this is what she wanted. He didn't have a ring for her yet. He wasn't prepared for this, and yet, he knew he loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her.

She seemed so sure. He didn't want her to have any regrets. He tilted her chin up to face him. "Paige, I love you..." he told her quietly. "It doesn't matter to me if we get married here today or if we have a big wedding with your family. I know what I want, and I want you." It was so....spontaneous, so impulsive, so sudden, but he knew what he was feeling and apparently, so did she.

Her head tilted and she looked up to him lovingly. "We can wait. Really.." Both arms went up and she hugged his neck. "I love you, Dean..I really..really do."

"I love you, too..." And as he said the words, he realized it didn't matter if they waited or not. Nothing was going to change how he felt about her. "If this is what you want, then, let's do it." He smiled at her, his eyes shining with happiness and adoration.

Dean Winchester · Date: 2011-12-19 18:52 EST

She smiled brightly, then reached for the ring around her neck. "Do you have one like this?" She asked, assuming he did. His older self had, and that's where she'd gotten it from, so it stood to reason he had one, as well. It was a simple ring, just a simple silver band that she wore on a chain around her neck. It wasn't worth a lot of money, but it was part of him and given to her to remember him by.

As for Paige's Dean, he'd taken the ring off months ago, before he and Sam had been swept away to RhyDin, and he'd lost it, along with the Colt, his father's jacket, his father's ivory-handled .45, and the Impala. "No, not anymore," he told her sadly, not wanting to disappoint her. He did have the Granger ring she had given him, which he wore on his right index finger.

"Hmm..we need to get you a ring.." Because she wasn't giving up the one she had. Well, his that was hers. It was confusing.

"I....I was going to buy you one," Dean admitted, feeling a little sheepish. He pulled the Granger ring from his finger. "We could use this one for now." The irony wasn't lost on Dean how she was wearing what amounted to his ring and he was wearing hers.

"We can get real rings later." She scooped up the ring and broke away from him, hurriedly back to the old man. After removing the ring from her neck and reluctantly offering both rings over, they began to exchange a few words.

Dean's heart felt almost like it was about to burst as he watched her hurry away from him, his stomach twisting into nervous knots when he realized they were really going to do this. She was going to be Mrs. Dean Winchester. He was suddenly feeling lightheaded.

Blushing, Paige stepped back and glanced over her shoulder when the man gestured Dean to stand next to her. "Don't be shy, young man," he repeated with a smile.

Dean looked between the two of them, from the man to Paige and back again and then all of a sudden, there was a thump, as he fell in a heap onto the floor.

"Oh my..." the old man said as Paige gasped and chased in attempt to catch Dean before..well..too late. Her arms curled around his shoulders and she pulled his head into her lap. Okay, maybe this hadn't been a good idea.

"I'll go get some of the young men. We can put him in one of the sitting rooms," the man explained as he shuffled off. In a short matter of time, they had moved Dean to a little cot in a sitting room where he was tucked in and Paige was sitting on the floor worriedly.

Dean wasn't out long, just long enough to have scared Paige and caused a small scene. He wasn't even sure what had happened. One minute he was standing there and the next all the blood had rushed from his head and he'd gone down like a sack of potatoes. He was slow coming around, woozy, a quiet groan as his eyelids fluttered open and he tried to focus.

"Oh! Dean!" She moved to her knees and quickly scooted closer to the cot but didn't touch him. "Slowly, now. Slow."

"What....happened?" he asked, his words a little slurred as he started to come around, narrowing his eyes as he tried to bring Paige's face into focus. He propped himself up onto an elbow and touched his head, shoving his fingers through his hair, confused.

She reached out, trying to get him to slow down on his getting up. "You passed out, Dean. Do you want some water?"

"Passed out?" he repeated, letting her help him, looking to her for help in remembering. "No, I'm....okay." Where was he again? Something important had been about to happen, he thought.

She didn't say fainted cause passed out sounded more..manly' She was watching him, full of concern. "Okay..We should go when you are feeling better."

"Go?" he echoed, pushing himself up to a seated position. Wait....He looked around and remembered. They were in a church. They were going to get married. "But..." Famous last words. He still felt a little lightheaded, but it was all coming back.

Dean Winchester · Date: 2011-12-19 18:52 EST

"I shouldn't have pounced everything on you..look what I did." She stood up and gently reached out to brush his hair. "Yes..go. We will get married later..Right now.." She didn't want him to pass out again. He had scared the life from her.

He looked up at her as she stood, looking even more confused than before. He thought this had meant so much to her. He knew it did to him, even if it had been unexpected. "But Paige....I..."

"You scared the life out of me when you passed out, Dean." Her arms circled him to hug him close.

"I want to marry you, Paige." He slid his arms around her waist and looked up at her from his spot on the cot. "There's nothing I want more." The look of longing on his face reinforced his words, green eyes pleading with her. "I love you."

She watched his face affectionately, a soft loving smile for him. "And I love you, Dean. But I don't want to risk you passing out. We will get married. The only thing I want more is you to be in good health." Leaning forward she brushed her lips against his own.

"I'm fine, I..." But his words were cut off when she kissed him and he pulled her down onto the cot beside him to fully reciprocate that kiss. He wasn't feeling ill, just a little tired, with a bad case of emotional overload. If there was one thing he wanted with all his heart it was to promise himself to Paige.

Dean Winchester getting married. Taking himself off the roster of most eligible bachelors. Who'd have thought all those months ago when he and Sam had been swept away to RhyDin that this would happen" Sure as hell, not Dean.

She didn't want to risk him passing out again. Sliding down onto the cot next to him, she gently kissed him. She sighed softly, touching his cheek oh so affectionately.

He sighed against her lips. He never felt so at peace and content as when he was with her. She healed him or something, took away all the hurt and the pain and the loneliness. He looked into her eyes, as if seeing her for the very first time, searching to know what it was that she wanted him to do. "I still don't know what I did to deserve you," he told her quietly, for her ears only.

She smiled to him, affectionately brushing his cheek. She scooted closer, leaning a bit. "That should be my line. You are the best thing in my life, Dean."

That made him smile and warmed his heart, a heart which he had once hardened and allowed to grow cold, afraid to let anyone in, lest he started to care, lest his heart break again, like it had a dozen times before. But somehow this sweet girl had not only found her way to his heart but had stolen it.

"Do you really want to get married?" he asked, knowing she did, but not sure if she really wanted to now, here, right this minute.

She chuckled and squeezed his hand delicately. "Better believe it. I mean I did have you almost to the altar before you fainted," she teased softly.

He smiled, actually blushing just a little bit in embarrassment. "Sorry, I just....wasn't expecting it." Strange how after all the weird things that had happened in his life, the thought of getting married was the one to make him pass out.

"Maybe I should wear the suit." She hummed and giggled very cutely. She brushed a kiss to his cheek. "Don't be sorry. You did scare me though..I thought something happened." Like, he got shot..or ugh..don't get her started!

He smirked. "If you think you're getting me into a skirt, you've got another guess coming." And for some reason, he blushed again at the kiss, or maybe at the thought of having fainted, like a girl.

"I don't think you have the legs for it." She winked and stood up. "Can you stand?"

He laughed. "What does that mean?" She didn't like his legs?

Dean Winchester · Date: 2011-12-19 18:54 EST

"You don't have girly legs, Dean." She rolled her eyes and smirked. "You want to try my pantyhose on when we get home?"

He smirked, a little relieved. "Oh, well....Do you want me to have girly legs" And, no thanks. I'm not into pantyhose, unless they're on you."

"No..my legs are girly enough for the both of us." She raised a hand, offering it out to him.

He took her hand and got to his feet, no longer woozy or lightheaded, the feeling having passed. "You have great legs," he agreed. The better to wrap around his waist with.

If she knew he was thinking that in church, she would've blushed! "Why thank you, Mister Winchester. I am glad you approve."

"Are you sure you want to be Mrs. Winchester" You don't want to hyphenate your name, do you, and be Lovelace-Winchester?" he teased. Personally, he thought Lovelace was bad.

"Could always ask if you'd rather adopt Granger.." She winked at him.

He laughed. "Dean Granger doesn't quite have the same ring as Winchester." He smirked. "Dean and Paige Granger. Dean and Paige Winchester." He mulled the two over. Which did she think sounded better" He knew which he preferred.

"I wonder if I can get Granger-Winchester." But that sounded funny. "Paige..Winchester.." It did have a certain ring.

"I like it," he smiled. But of course he did. What wouldn't he like about her taking his name" He lifted her hand to his lips and brushed a kiss against her knuckles. "Whatever you want, Paige. I'm yours."

"Maybe a small wedding back home..with the New Year" A new life to start it?" She looked at him to seek his approval.

He smiled and leaned in to brush his lips against her temple. "Nothing would make me happier, Pai."

"Do you want a..big wedding" Small" Something like this?"

Really, the question was moot. It didn't really matter, not to him. All he cared about was making her happy. "Whatever you want, sweetheart." He had used that particular term of endearment before, in a sarcastic sort of way, but this time he meant it. "Let's go home."

"Oh, in other words, you aren't going to help." She chuckled and hugged him to her hip. She took the time, while he was passed out, to place the Granger ring back on his finger. Now" Now, they would walk out of the church. Unmarried, but very happy.

((The above scene is taken from live role-play. Thank you to Paige's player to this scene.))