Sam would eat. Eventually. Right now, he was just savoring having his mate close, enjoying the change in his scent that meant everything was changing.

Good change. He'd probably be terrified later, once he had time to think and once everything with Gabriel's brothers was squared away, but now it just seemed a small miracle.

"If what I think's going to happen happens with those two? I'm not sure having them in the workshop is the best idea." Sam grinned down at his mate. "At least at the party, they can retreat to Dean's bedroom."

Because he really did think that Dean and Castiel were going to end up mates. Couldn't explain it, but maybe it was something in their scents. All he knew was that he'd thought it since the first time he'd met Castiel.