i feel so funny knowing cas and jack's concept of human love is just sam and dean. like these celestial beings think the peak of human relationships is these two brothers psychotically weird about each other...case study for real. imagine how warped their understanding of humans is
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Summary: The reader has had a unique gift all her life. While considering it a curse, she discovers the identity of her real father after her mothers passing. Journeying towards her new life, she finds herself thrown within the Winchester’s world. Is it her destiny?
Setting: Beginning of 14.3 End of season 15.20 - Time jump
Warnings: Language. Angst. Sooo much Fluff. Death.
A/N:Did you really think I would just stop there with what we know now????? Enjoy. Tissues are on your left.
Any grammatical mistakes are all my own, because I am human. Remember all comments and feedback are welcomed! If you want a tag in future posts regarding this series or other writings please send an ask! As always thank you for reading! Enjoy!
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It had been months since Y/N’s passing and Dean was finally back from being within Michael’s mind prison. How? Sam had no clue. He was just happy to have his brother back, but yet, also griefed with the burden of having to present him with the letter she had left. A bittersweet moment.
“Dean, I have a letter for you,” Sam sighed as he handed the envelope to his older brother, Y/N’s handwriting along the outside.
“I don’t want that,” Dean gruffed back.
“Why?”
“Because it’s a goodbye letter, and I’m going to figure out how to bring her back,” Dean replied like it was another milk run. “It’s my fault she’s dead and-“
“And what Dean!” Sam snapped back. “You think we haven’t looked for a way? There is no way!”
“I’ve looked,” Cas spoke up with solemness. “Her presence, it’s gone. She’s not in heaven, hell, purgatory, or anywhere that can be touched.”
“She’s somewhere,” Dean gruffed back. “People don’t just disappear. We’ve all died a million times and we’ve come back. That’s the way it has been.”
“Maybe it’s the way it should be,” Sam breathed out deeply.
“You shut your mouth,” Dean growled while pointing hard at Sam. “She belongs here. It’s my fault and I have to fix this.”
“Dean,” Sam sighed. “It’s not your fault. It was Michael and-“
“No, it was me who plunged the knife into her!”
“Dean I-“ Sam started to mutter but could not find the words. He didn’t know it was him nor why.
“She put the blade in my hand and I stabbed her!”
“She put the blade in your hand?” Cas spoke up, his eyes furrowed with intrigue.
“Yes, and you know the screwed up part?” Dean growled. “She said ‘I’ll see you soon’. Like what the hell am I supposed to do with that but find a way to get her back!”
“You’re her weakness,” Cas spoke up again. “Gabriel- he showed us.”
“Cas-“
“She knew, she knew that if you did it, it would be final,” Cas revealed with a grim sigh.
“It’s not final,” Dean breathed out. “It can’t be.”
“Here,” Sam handed him the letter again. “Just- just read it. Hopefully it will give you answers.”
Sam walked out with Cas, hoping that Dean would listen to them. Y/N was gone and she meant it to be.
“You know she probably saved us all?” Cas spoke to Sam.
“What do you mean?” Sam questioned him.
“Michael. He was trying to make more of her. Those bodies… what we found when we got Dean back. He must have known… she must have known what he would do if he were to have her.”
“Selfless to the end,” Sam sighed. “I just wish she would have told us sooner.”
“Would you have let her?” Cas looked up to Sam.
He was right; he wouldn’t have. He knew what losing her meant to him, but most of all, what it meant to Dean. This was killing him and this was one case he didn’t think could ever be solved.
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Dean sat in his room in silence, holding the letter in his hand steadily. Tears formed in his eyes as he rubbed his fingers along his name. He didn’t want to open it. Opening it meant that it was real; she was gone. With a deep breath he carefully undid the glue that held the envelope together and pulled out the letter. Even the paper smelled like her; orchards, jasmine, and something sweet he could never name. He smiled while the tear fell down on the paper as he opened it.
My Dearest Dean,
I know what needed to be done was not fair to you. I could have done it a million different ways, but… I couldn’t go without seeing you, the real you one last time. If I had stayed, all we loved would have been lost. Death had shown me and it would have been Michael eventually to end my life; but not before hurting everyone that we both love. I know it’s a character flaw, but one that I know you understand too well. I cannot let those I love be hurt when I could stop it. I’m sorry it had to be you, but it was the only way for sure that I knew that he could never touch me.
All our lives we’ve known each other, without knowing. Fate played its part in keeping us together; while others moved to tear us apart. That’s why I trust that someday, we will be together again. I don’t know when or where that will be, but I have faith in it.
Please live your life and continue to protect our family. They will need you now more than ever. There is still work to be done and someday, when it is your time, I will see you again somewhere over the rainbow. Someplace that we call home.”
Yours Truly,
in this world and the next,
Y/N
_________
Two years later-
Dean opened his eyes, the sun blinding him as they focused and he was met with the most spectacular view he had ever seen. The endless blue sky, the green pastures and mountains in the distance, it was all breathtaking.
“Well, at least I made it to Heaven,” Dean smiled.
“Yep,” a familiar voice spoke up, startling him.
Dean walked around towards the voice and saw Bobby, sitting on a chair in front of 'Harvelle's Roadhouse'.
“What memory is this?”
“It ain't, ya idjit,” Bobby laughed.
“Yeah, it is,” Dean stated as walked and looked at the roadhouse. “Cause the last I heard, you... you were in Heaven's lock-up.
“Was.”
“Now I'm not.”
“That kid of yours, before he went... wherever, made some changes here. Busted my ass out. And then he…” Dean sat down next to him, still in disbelief. “Well, he set some things right. Tore down all the walls up here. Heaven ain't just reliving your golden oldies anymore. It's what it always should have been. Everyone happy. Everyone together. Rufus lives about 5 miles that way... With Aretha.
Thought she'd have better taste. And your mom and dad... they got a place over yonder. It ain't just Heaven, Dean. It's the Heaven you deserve.
And we've been waiting for you.”
Bobby moved to open a cooler between their chairs and pull out a couple of beers. He hands one over to Dean as he opens his own.
“So, Jack did all that?” Dean asked.
“Well... Cas helped. It's a big, new world out there. You'll see.”
Dean shook his head in satisfaction as he pulled the bottle to his lips.
“Oh, wow. This tastes like the first drink I ever shared with my dad.”
“Quality stuff?”
“No, it's crap,” Dean laughed. “But it was fantastic.”
“Just like this?”
Dean felt the ping of sadness as he remembered his last earthly moment. Sam telling him it was okay. Telling him to let go.
“It's almost perfect.”
“He'll be along,” Bobby informed him, almost as though he could read his thoughts.”Time up here, it's... it's different. You got everything you could ever want... or need or... dream.”
Dean took a deep breath and sighed. It was all almost perfect. All he could ever want or dream. He knew what that was, or rather who. But instead of seeing her, he was having a beer with her father.
“So, I guess the question is... what are you gonna do now, Dean?”
Dean glanced over at Bobby who moved his gaze off to the front of them with a smile. Dean's eyes followed his and saw her. Baby sitting there pretty parked along the road.
“I think I'll go for a drive,” Dean smiled before getting up from his spot and moving towards her.
“Have fun.”
“Hey, baby,” he stated as he approached her, looking at her with pride that she made it too.
“Hey back there,” he heard another voice state.
Dean whipped himself around to see Y/N standing there with Baby’s keys.
“What? Did you think it was the car talking to you?” she laughed. “Ya idjit.”
“Y/N,” he rushed over and gripped her up tight, lifting her off the ground in the process in a spinning motion.
As he set her back down he couldn’t believe his eyes. It was her. Y/N. The smile could not be torn off of his face.
“How?” he breathed out.
“Like I said,” he turned his gaze back to Bobby who was now walking up with a woman who looked like Y/N next to him, his arm draped around her shoulder. “It’s the heaven you deserve.”
Dean continued to smile as he turned back to Y/N and gave her the biggest kiss he had ever had.
“Now you make sure you bring her back at a decent time, ya hear?” Bobby spoke up again, causing Dean to pull away from the kiss with a raised brow.
“Bobby?” he chuckled as he motioned around him.
“Nothing crazy, just before the next century,” Bobby chuckled back.
“Thanks dad,” Y/N smiled as she handed Dean the keys. “Let’s go old man. Live for once.”
“I plan on it,” he smiled back as the two of them entered the car and drove off with nothing but the road ahead. His home and his heart all in the same spot. The perfect ending
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idea: replace the king of england with a giant tortoise
think about it, they can still perform all the ceremonial roles that the king has to do and remain a symbol/icon for the nation but without the all the inherent corruption that comes with having it be a guy.
we’ll probably save billions on up keep costs alone. we don’t need any castles or palaces since all you need to contain a tortoise is like a 1m high fence
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Thinking about how in season 10 of Supernatural everyone is obsessed with getting the mark of Cain off of Dean. They are risking their lives and eventually release the darkness in order to help Dean. Meanwhile Cas is literally dying and no one cares.
