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Dean placed the Entertainer of the Year award on the glass bookcase next to his other awards. This year's win meant so much more than the other years. This year, he was out as a gay man, a married gay man with two children. He returned to his bedroom and finished unpacking. With Mary being in kindergarten, Castiel felt he should stay in Atlanta so her schedule didn't get interrupted. It was the first awards show he missed since they got married, but Dean didn't mind. Cas promised Dean that he'd let Mary stay up to watch Daddy win his award. Dean accepted the award and thanked his fans and supporters, but took a longer time thanking Cas for being the best husband in the world and the best father. Cas had called afterwards and argued that Dean was the best husband and father.
He got home from Nashville during the day, so the house was silent. Cas was at the office working on a new addition for the aquarium. The aquarium held a special place in their hearts and they had yearly passes. Cas and Dean never tired of it. When they fought, as they sometimes did, and they needed to walk away for a short time, they chose to go to the aquarium where their new lives started. It put things in perspective.
Dean knew the kids would be at daycare. Mary's school bus dropped her off at Cas' office every afternoon and she would hang out there until Cas got off work.
He started dinner and grinned when he heard the garage door going up. His family was home and he'd missed them. He'd only been gone for three days, but it was like a lifetime. At forty-three, Dean was taking things easy career-wise. He didn't tour anymore. When interviewed, he told his fans that while he loved them, his family came first. He still wrote songs and released a new CD every other year, but his public appearances were scattered throughout the year during holidays so Cas and the kids could come with him.
The back door was thrown open and Mary came skidding around the corner. "Daddy, Daddy..." Dean's arms were full of a wiggling five year old.
"Hey, Sunshine. I missed you." He swung her around and planted a loud kiss on her cheek.
"Jamie threw up in Papa's car. Papa made a icky face and had to pull over. He said bad words. He said 'damn it and shit'. Is he in trouble?
"Mary Elizabeth...I told you not to tell your father. And repeating my bad words is a punishable offense, young lady," Cas was saying has he came around the corner, Jamie in his arms. Dean grinned at Cas' sheepish look. His husband looked frazzled. His tie was on crooked, his hair was even messier than usual and Jamie still looked a little green.
Dean took Jamie, who was the spitting image of Cas. He kissed Cas and murmured to his son. "Hey, Little Man, what's wrong? Your tummy upset?"
Jamie wrapped his chubby arms around Dean and started to cry. "He's running a fever. Missouri thinks he's teething again." Cas pulled Dean into his arms, smushing Jamie between them. "God, I missed you."
"Is he in trouble?" Mary asked, pulling on Dean's pant's leg.
"Yes, Mary, Papa is in trouble. I'll punish him later. And you..." He tweaked her on her nose, "...you know better than repeat stuff that adults say. No dessert and no TV tonight."
"No fair." Mary stomped her foot and ran from the room. A moment later they heard her door slam.
Cas closed his eyes. "You want me to take this or do you want to?"
Dean took pity on his husband. "Why don't you get Jamie cleaned up before dinner and I'll take care of our spoiled princess."
"Deal." Cas kissed Dean once more and took their son up the stairs. Dean followed at a slower pace. Mary was headstrong and somewhat spoiled. She was a sweet kid and very smart, but sometimes she was just like Dean.
After he spoke with Mary, he came back downstairs. He could hear Jamie in the kitchen with Cas. When he entered the room, Cas had their son up on the counter with a sippy cup of apple juice.
"Da-da." Jamie's toothy grin greeted him. Cas' more sensual smile made him raise his eyebrows.
"Someone must be h.o.r.n.y."
"You would be correct in your assumption." Cas said, his voice low and quiet.
Dean laughed and brushed his hand across Cas' ass before picking Jamie up and twirling him around. "You feel better, Baby Boy? Did Papa give you medicine?"
"I gave him some Tylenol and the cool bath seemed to help." Cas leaned against the counter. "How's Miss Priss?"
"Stubbornly sticking to her guns that she was just repeating the bad things you said and that wasn't the same as actually saying them." The kid was going to be a lawyer. Sam is going to be so freakin' proud. "I told her the punishment still applies. I gave her ten minutes to finish pouting or the one night without TV becomes two."
Dean finished up the dinner preparations while Cas kept Jamie amused with a toy guitar, a gift from Charlie that made a whole lot of noise. Dean couldn't wait for Charlie to find her special someone and have babies. Charlie's babies would get a drum set from Uncle Dean.
Mary came downstairs. Cas picked her up and swung her up on the counter beside Jamie. "I love you, Princess."
"I love you too, Papa. Are you mad at me for being a tattle-tale?"
Cas pretended to think about it. "Hmmmm, well, you did get me in trouble with Daddy..."
His daughter giggled and Cas pulled her into his arms. They danced around the kitchen while Jamie sat in his highchair banging the guitar against the tray. Dean took out the baked chicken and smiled at his family. His life was very close to perfect.