A/N- Okay! This chapter is going to be a bit different. I wrote this chapter involving Destiel. However, I realize that some of you might not like that. So, I wrote two different parts. If you are not a Destiel fan, you can read the non-Destiel version. 

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Two Years Later

The morning started wonderfully. 

I woke up in Sam's arms like usual. 

After cuddling for a while Sam got up and I decided to hang around in bed for a while. 

About twenty minutes later the delicious scent of food wafted to our room. My stomach growled and I couldn't ignore it so I got out of bed and followed the scent. 

I reached the kitchen and Sam was pulling something out of the oven. He set it on the counter and I looked at him in shock and excitement. 

"You made breakfast pizza?" 

He looked up at me a tiny bit startled that I was there, but then a goofy smile grew on his face and he nodded. 

"Yup!" 

Once it cooled down, Sam cut the pizza up and we ate it. 

While we ate we talked and chatted. 

"What do you want to do today, Rose?" Sam asked me. 

"I don't know." 

(A/N- This is where it splits.)

Destiel (If you don't Destiel skip down to the Non-Destiel label.):

"Well, Dean's going to hang out with Cas today. He already left and said he probably wouldn't be back until tomorrow so we have the bunker to ourselves."

I smiled, happy for Dean.

"Gosh, I still can't believe they finally admitted their feelings for each other. Of course, it took Dean almost dying again for it to happen, but I'm glad it did. They both deserve to have someone in their lives like that."

Sam nodded. He looked really happy as well.

It took me a while to see the connection between Cas and Dean. The glances, the simple touches, the concern that they both had for each other. It was obvious that they loved each other. 

On a hunt gone wrong, Dean ended up bleeding out quickly. We were hunting a nest of vampires but had gotten spilt up. When Sam and I found Dean he was already surrounded in a pool of his own blood. His throat was torn into.

We sent a quick prayer to Castiel before trying to stop the bleeding. By the time Cas made it, Dean's pulse was barely even noticeable. I watched Cas as tears filled his eyes and he rushed over to Dean. After healing him and realizing Dean was alright, Cas pulled him into a rough, but passionate kiss. Sam and I immediately left the building and headed to the Impala. They came out holding hands and we knew that they had finally gotten together. A blush came to my cheeks when I remembered how disheveled their clothes were. 

These days we still hunted a lot,  but Cas refused to leave during a hunt for fear of Dean getting hurt and not getting there in time to heal him. But even when we weren't on a hunt it seemed like they spent every moment together. 

Non-Destiel:

"Well, Dean's going to visit Lisa today. He already left and said he probably wouldn't be back until tomorrow so we have the bunker to ourselves." 

I smiled, happy for Dean. 

"Gosh, I still can't believe that Lisa and Ben remembered everything and came searching for Dean. I'm so happy they got back together. Dean deserves to have someone in his life." 

Sam nodded. He looked really happy as well. 

I never met Lisa, but when she came knocking on the bunker door one day, looking for Dean, Sam told me everything. 

I felt so bad for Dean that he made them forget for their own safety. 

Once Dean and Lisa talked they ended up getting back together. They spent loads of time together. 

These days we still hunted a lot, but it seemed like every spare moment he got, Dean was visiting Lisa and Ben. It seemed like they were made for each other and you could see that Ben adored Dean. It was funny because every time he came home from visiting Lisa he would have a pie that she made. 

(A/N- End split.)  

"Well," Sam said, "why don't we go out today? I know! Let's go on a picnic for dinner. I saw a beautiful spot on my jog the other day. You'll love it." 

I nodded. He seemed really excited. How could I say no? 

"What are we gonna do until then?" I asked. 

He looked at the table deep in thought before looking back up at me with a smile on his face. 

"Let's go bowling again!" 

I laughed before nodding. 

"Sounds like a great idea." 

We both cleaned up the table and quickly washed the dishes. We both changed out of our pj's, we hadn't bothered to change, and put on clothes suitable for bowling. 

Sam, Dean, and I went bowling so often now that we had all bought our own pairs of bowling shoes. It was cheaper that way. 

Since Dean had the Impala we chose another one of the cars in the garage and hopped in it. It only took us about half an hour to get to the bowling alley. It was probably the only one in existence that opened this early. 

On the way there we jammed out to music that Dean would've yelled at us for listening to. We both sang loudly, but in tune with the music. Every once in awhile we would laugh at each other. 

Once we got to the bowling alley we paid for three games. 

We enjoyed playing together. We were the only ones there, so we did what we wanted. We laughed as loud as we wanted, talked as loud as we wanted, played how we wanted. No one was around to judge us, so why not? 

It was the most fun that I had in awhile. It had been a few weeks since we had a day like this. We had been hunting non-stop for a while. 

I ended up only winning one game, while Sam had one the other two. 

Over the past two years, he had gotten a lot better at bowling and beat me more times than I could count. He always rubbed it in whenever he won. He was like a kid when it came to winning, but it was cute so I didn't mind. 

After he had stopped celebrating his win of the last game we headed over to the arcade in the bowling alley. We got change for a twenty and ran around the arcade playing games. 

We played all of the multiplayer games they had and then split up to play individual games. 

Once we met back up he handed me a small stuffed owl that he had one at the claw machine. I laughed and awed at the adorableness of the plushie. 

I thanked him before handing him my own gift. 

I had also won something from the claw machine. 

A stuffed moose. 

He laughed when I handed it to him. He surprised me by kissing me as thanks. 

Speaking of moose, the person who gave him that nickname, Crowley never came after me again. Of course, he would pop in on us just like Cas would every once in awhile. I was quite afraid of him so any time he popped in I would make an excuse and leave. 

To Be Continued...

A/N- I really hope that wasn't confusing!! I've never done that before, but I really didn't want to offend anyone!!!

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