Guardian Angel A swim in a lake gone terribly bad when Dean was only sixteen leaves him in a coma between death and life. But he's not alone…there's…his angel….One Shot.
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Dean stroked harder and harder, he could see Sam running up and down the beach looking terrified.
He felt himself being pulled under, he felt like he was being ripped in two.
He yelled knowing that no sound would come out.
"Sam" the suffocating water swooshed into his mouth, he was so afraid, so alone and cold.
Slowly his eyes closed.
The last thing he remembered was feeling sand under his body.
"Dean" the words where like church bells ringing loud then soft.
Slowly Dean opened his eyes, he was on the beach laying on his back, there was a girl she was beautiful and looked almost angelic.
"where am I?" He asked trying to sound hostel.
"the same place you where before" her bright blue eyes focused on something behind Dean something he could not see "with your brother"
Slowly Dean turned around Sam was pounding on his chest tears streaming down his face "common" Sam said his voice braking "common Dean damnit" the worlds sounded like they were fading.
"Dean, don't be afraid" the girl said her eyes looking at Dean once again "this is something everyone goes throw"
"what is?" Dean asked already feeling frightened again.
"Death" that one word sent shivers down Dean's back, It didn't make sense he was right here alive!
"no Dean your alive…but nor are you dead" she walked over to him a white dress flowing gracefully around her.
Her red hair floated behind her.
"what am I then?" he hissed "if I'm not dead then…" "You can choose Dean…to be dead…to go see your mother…to be" she sighed and looked at the sky almost as brilliant as her eyes "to finally be free" her words where whispered yet completely clear.
"my mom…" Dean whispered.
"make hast Dean" her voice was still not above a whisper "you don't have much time before the choice is made for you"
Dean could see Sam slowly fading along with his body behind him he could almost see a bright light beginning to form he saw his dad running down the beach the way he stopped and looked down at Dean…it reminded him so much of…
"I think…" Dean felt the tears brim he wanted to see his mother so much yet he did not want to leave his family…he did not want to die…he was not finished with life.
"I want to stay" the girl touched his hand and for the first time Dean saw her wings.
"Remember this day Dean Winchester" she whispered now her words where fading, she never let go of his hand even when he felt the containment of his body closing in around him she did not let go.
"wait…" he felt tired and knew there time together was coming to a close "What…are…you?"
"I'm your angel" her voice was so fare away her face slowly fading, along with the light.
"my…angel" his last word before he opened his eyes and coughed up water.
The water burned his throat.
"there is still good Dean" her voice seemed to come from everywhere but then again no where at all "Against all the evil you will see…there is still…good…remember me"
Always he felt his dad hold him "I thought I'd lost you" John whispered into Deans hair.
"You almost did"
Okay I know it's a bit off because of the epy where Dean's all "There's no angels!" but I think my story kinda worked….I seriously considered making Dean die…
Review please!oh yeah and I'm sorry for mis spells.
