Dean watched, his brows lifting as Annie was now mixed up in this not wedding band business. He looked down at his right hand and brushed at the space where he once wore a ring. It was gone. He'd lost it back when they started fighting Lucifer, really fighting the bastard.
He gave her a slight smile and pulled the ring out of the box; she'd never seen him open a bottle with it, but then he had other ways to open a bottle of beer. He was damn near multitalented when it came to booze.
The hunter slid the ring on and looked at her, wondering what was about to happen. Then as he looked at the rings, he started to smile with a little chuckle. It was certainly boyish. He didn't want to ruin the gift or the moment, but he couldn't help it. He was doing his best not to say anything about twins and powers activating. He coughed before she got upset and tried to sober.