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Tara rubbed her temples. Her head was pounding. This was such a huge mess. She wasn't even sure how she ended up in this dress or how in less than ten minutes she would be standing at the alter of the small church next to Dean.

What the hell? This is probably the stupidest situation we have ever gotten into.

She looked up to see Cas standing a few feet away watching her carefully. He had stayed with her and tried to comfort her, but nothing could truly make her feel better at this point.

"I'm okay Cas. Just wondering how I ended up here." She sighed and stood up from the chair that she had been sitting in. She ran her hands over the dress to smooth out the wrinkles then turned to the door. I guess I better get this over with.

Cas watched as she strode purposefully across the room and out the door. He never in a million years thought he would get to say he was attending Dean and Tara's wedding.

48 hours earlier

Dean and Tara had just ganked a crazy spirit that was jealous of all happy loving engaged couples. As the legend went, she was a jilted lover who, when she found out the man that she had loved had asked another woman to marry him, went crazy and murdered him and his fiancé then committed suicide.

Dean and Tara had been posing as a newly engaged couple in this small little town. It hadn't taken much to fool the townspeople that Tara and Dean were in love. Just a few lingering glances here, a few soft touches there and a ring on Tara's hand they were golden. No one questioned them or suspected anything, and that was the problem. Their act was too flawless.

"Man that bitch was hard to take down." Dean brushed his jacket off and began to brush at his pants as well.

"Yeah. I can't believe burning her bones didn't work and we had to actually confront her head on like that." Tara was in the process of straightening her top when Mrs. Ford, the pastor's wife, walked around the corner.

"Oh dear!" the old lady exclaimed. She took in both Dean and Tara's disheveled appearances and immediately jumped to the completely wrong conclusion. "I can't believe we leave you two alone for ten minutes and you have managed to ruin yourselves!" She stared down both of them with a disappointed look on her face.

"Well young man, you are just going to have to make this right!" She gave Dean a hard look. He was completely speechless, mouth hanging open.

"Mrs. Ford, it really isn't what you think. We were just…" Tara trailed off. What were they doing? She couldn't exactly tell the old woman that they had gotten thrown around by a ghost and they was why they looked the way they did.

"Nope! Don't lie to me miss. I know what you two were doing and I'm not having any of it. First thing Saturday morning, you two are fixing this."

"Fixing this?" Dean questioned, finally finding his voice.

"Well since you soiled the poor girl, you need to man up and marry her."

"But…" Tara began but was promptly cut off by Mrs. Ford yelling for her husband. He appeared within a few seconds and was told by his wife what she thought to have happened between Dean and Tara. He, of course, agreed with his wife and said that Dean and Tara should be married as soon as possible.

"Look, it really isn't what you think. We weren't… doing that." Dean tried to explain.

"Then what were you doing?" Mr. Ford questioned.

Dean had absolutely no response. Mr. Ford nodded his head. "That is what I thought." Mr. Ford grabbed Dean by the arm while Mrs. Ford did the same to Tara and led them in opposite directions, away from each other.

"I don't know man!" Dean was practically shouting into his phone. "I swear one minute we are ganking this ghost and the next I'm being scolded for "ruining" Tara and being told I had to man up and marry her."

"Well…" Sam said on the other end of the phone, "You could just sneak out, grab Tara and hit the road. They wouldn't know until the morning."

"Don't you think I thought of that?!" Dean ran a hand through his hair. "I was going grab Tara, but they don't trust us and are making her sleep with cranky Mrs. Ford and me with gassy Mr. Ford."

Sam chuckled on the other end of the phone. "Well it looks like you two are getting married."

"Lot of help you are." Dean sighed and looked down at his ring less left hand. He hated that they were having to do this. He hated that Tara was going to have to marry his sorry ass. She deserved a lot better, but he guessed they could get it annulled once they got out of this God forsaken town.

"Well Sammy, it looks like you need to grab your suit and get your ass here. You sure as hell aren't missing my wedding. It is the only one I'll ever have."

"Oh trust me man, I wouldn't miss this for the world." Sam's laughter drifted across the line. Dean did his best to ignore the fact that his brother was getting so much amusement out of this situation.

"Don't forget to bring Cas with you. He should be here for this disaster too." With that, Dean hung up.

"But you don't understand Mrs. Ford, we didn't do anything." Tara pleaded with the old woman. "I know what it looked like but I swear we were not doing that."

Mrs. Ford turned to face Tara where she stood next to the window. Her eyes showed her skepticism. "Then what exactly were you doing?"

Crap. Tara knew what it looked like they had been doing and she knew couldn't tell the old woman the truth. Looked like she was going to have to lie about it all. "We were… well we were kissing, and things got… heated." She paused to look at the woman to see if she was buying what she was saying. "And well… we got excited and all, but Dean stopped us. He pulled back and we realized we needed to cool off. And that was what we were doing when you found us."

Tara wasn't sure what it was that made Mrs. Ford believe her, but the woman nodded as if she understood.

"Then you didn't sleep with him?"

"No… I'm actually," she paused debating whether she should go on. This would be one part of the story that she wouldn't have to lie about, which she figured would be best. "I'm a virgin."

The words shocked the old woman. She hadn't been expecting that. But her shocked expression soon faded to pleased.

"Well then dear that is just wonderful."

Tara began to walk towards the door of the small bedroom. "I guess we can go then." As she was about to turn the door knob she heard an "oh no." Tara turned back around to find the Mrs. Ford shaking her head.

"No, you two will still be married."

"What?!" Tara couldn't believe what was happening.

"Sweetheart, you two are still getting married." Mrs. Ford turned and sat down on the old oak bed. "You and Dean are already engaged. Why not go on and get married?"

Damn it! This old lady was crafty as hell. Tara sighed, trying to think of an excuse for them to leave but nothing was coming to mind. They were totally screwed.

Mrs. Ford smiled in a way that made it seem like she was a sweet old woman, but all Tara wanted to do was punch her in her smug face.

"I already had Mr. Ford speak to your fiancé and he has called the few friends you two wanted at your wedding. They are on their way as we speak. I have a dress being brought over for you and we are getting the church ready." She stood up from where she was sitting and walked over to stand next to Tara. "When your friends arrive I'll send them to see you." And with that she walked out the door, locking it behind her, leaving Tara to stare after her in disbelief.

"I still don't understand. How is it that two amazing hunters like Dean and Tara couldn't seem to sneak away?" Cas sat shotgun while Sam drove down the highway.

"Well from what I got from Dean, they are being watched like hawks and locked away pretty tightly until the wedding tomorrow." Sam chuckled at the thought of Dean stuck in a single room, not being able to escape. But then he thought of Tara. They had only known Tara for a short while and in all honesty didn't know that much about her. How would she feel about all of this? She was the person he truly felt for in this situation.

"I wish I was still had my grace. Then maybe I could actually be of some help in all of this mess." Cas sighed heavily.

"Come on man. This isn't your fault. And to be honest, this could have happened before we even knew you and then we would still be in this same position." Sam cut his eyes over to where Cas stared out the windshield. "Buck up! Dean and Tara and getting married! This is going to be an event of a lifetime."

Cas gave a small smile. Sam was right. This would be quite an event to see.

When Sam walked through the door, he was immediately greeted by "About freaking time."

Dean stood up from the chair he had been sitting in. Sam could see tension in the way Dean held himself. This was taking its toll on him.

"Damn it man. I have been going crazy cooped up in this tiny room. And I haven't been able to see Tara or talk to her since we were split up." Dean ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

"I know man, but Cas is over with her now. We still have our phones, I'll call over and tell him to put her on if you want." Dean nodded at the suggestion.

Sam quickly dialed Cas's number. As soon as he answered he told Cas to put Tara on the phone, then handed the phone to Dean.

"Tara?" Dean spoke softly into the phone.

"Yeah Dean? I'm here."

Dean sighed, happy to hear her voice. "I just want to say I'm so sorry about all of this. I wish I could figure a way out of this."

"Dean, stop. This isn't your fault. We'll get through this like we always do."

"Yeah, you're right." Dean paused for a few seconds. "How are you doing? I mean, are you okay?"

The concern that laced Dean's voice shocked Sam. He knew his brother pretty well but he never expected him to be as gentle as he was being with Tara right now.

"I'm okay I guess. Just been cooped up in this stupid room staring at the wall paper." Tara laughed a little. "I'm glad Sam and Cas are here though. And that I can talk to you now."

"Yeah me too." Dean rubbed the back of his neck trying to find words to say to Tara right now, but he was at a loss.

"Well… I'll be able to keep in touch with you now. I'll send Sam over in a bit so you can see him."

Tara sighed. Her and Dean had never been this awkward around each other, but it seemed that this was how it was going to be for now.

"Okay. Sounds good. I guess I'll talk to you later tonight or something."

"Yeah, later. Bye." Dean hung up the phone and stared out the window for a minute, lost in his thoughts. Sam watched as his older brother struggled with his guilt. He knew Dean blamed himself for what happened and he wished he could convince him that it wasn't his fault, but he learned a long time ago that there was just no convincing Dean.

Dean turned and tossed the phone back to Sam. "Thanks man." Sam nodded in response.

"So… are you ready to get married tomorrow morning?" Sam knew the answer to this, but he felt he still had to ask it.

Dean sat back down in the chair he had been sitting in and shook his head. "I don't know. Maybe, maybe not."

"Maybe, maybe not?" Sam's brow furrowed.

"Look," Dean glanced up to his brother, "I have got to tell you something. If you breathe a word of this to anyone, I will kill you in a way that no one can bring you back. Understood?" Sam nodded his understanding. "This is harder for me than it would be with anyone else. I… I care a lot about Tara. She is smart and funny and a badass hunter. She is someone who I never want to hurt. But I know this will hurt her. And I… I just worry that I'm sentencing her to death by all of this," he waved his hand, "mess."

Sam looked at Dean hard. This was the first time since Lisa that Dean had been close to any woman. Sure he had been around Charlie and Jody Mills, but this was different. He knew Dean was fighting feelings for her, and had been for a long time. Dean ultimately felt like being in a woman's life put her in danger, and he wasn't wrong about that, but Sam also knew that Dean wasn't the one who had multiple women in his life die. That was Sam.

"Look, I know you are concerned man, but… you aren't killing her. She is a hunter and in this life. She takes the risk every day. It will be alright."

Dean lifted his head to look Sam dead in the eyes. "I can't lose her. I can't lose someone again. It will kill me."

Sam walked across the room and sat down on the bed across from Dean. "I know what she means to you. I know that even if you won't say it, you love her. And I know you are scared as hell right now. But you aren't gonna lose her. Cas and I are here to help you keep her safe."

Dean's eyes looked hard into Sam's. He knew his brother would help to try and keep her safe, but there was no guarantee. He sighed heavily and leaned his head against the back of the chair.

Tara lay face down on the small bed, her face shoved into the pillow. How could this really be happening? Was she really about to marry Dean in less than twelve hours? Her head hurt at the thought of what she was about to do.

Cas sat in the corner chair just watching her. His presence had been a comfort to her, but she was still tied up in knots.

"I know you are upset Tara, but it will be alright. Sam said that you can get the marriage annulled once you are able to leave this town and then everything will be back to normal."

Tara pulled her head up from the pillow to look at Cas. "But that is the thing Cas, it won't be the same as before." Cas looked at her in confusion. He had spent many years with the Winchesters but being human and understanding human emotion was still new to him.

Tara sat up, swinging her legs around off the bed. She looked Cas directly in the eyes as if trying to determine if she could trust him. She was about to spill out her heart and she needed to know that her secrets were safe.

"Cas, I'm going to tell you something, but you can't breathe a word of this to anyone." Cas nodded his understanding and motioned for her to continue. She took a deep breath before starting to speak again. "The truth is, things will never be the same again. I know I don't show it but… Dean… he means a lot to me. I never have to put on a face for him or pretend to be something I'm not. I know he has my back no matter what situation we find ourselves in and he makes me feel like for once, I'm enough."

Tara looked away from Cas's gaze suddenly, not able to bear his eyes anymore. "But I care about him more than I should. And tomorrow I am going to be forced to act on those feelings. We are going to have to act like we are in love with each other for those freaks out there and… there is just no going back from that for me. The damage will be done and… I can't return from that."

Cas watched as Tara fidgeted with the blanket at the foot of the bed. He could see how embarrassed and ashamed she felt in that moment but he didn't understand it. Why would showing love to someone be so scary?

"Well, I'm not sure how to help you. But I promise that no matter what, I'll be here to help you through this."

Tara looked over to Cas and smiled at him. "Thanks Cas." She flopped back on to the bed and threw her arm across her face. I really don't know if I can do this, she thought.