So, I ended up writing a sequel to No Good Deed. Hope you enjoy it.
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I found God
On the corner of First and Amistad
Where the west
Was all but won
All alone
Smoking his last cigarette
I said, "Where you been?"
He said, "Ask anything".
Sam let walked the empty roads of some no where town. Dean had been lost to him almost a year ago. Bobby had recovered, offering Sam a shelter. After everything Bobby still tried to get Sam to stay. Sam had tried to stay for a month, but found himself nothing but a burden, and had run off. He'd call Bobby on occasion, even stopped by once a month. Bobby deserved some comfort. Sam felt a light breeze blow behind him. He turned, dead eyes falling on a familiar face. One he hadn't expected to see the first time, let alone again. "God?" Sam asked, wondering what would bring God down to see him. After all this time. God smiled, eyes gentle and caring, and reached out his hand. Sam took it, following the man to a hotel.
Where were you
When everything was falling apart?
All my days
Were spent by the telephone
It never rang
And all I needed was a call
It never came
To the corner of First and Amistad
As Sam found himself alone with God he felt all his emotions return, and in a fit of pure emotions he burst, "Why are you here now? Of all times, why now? What about Dean? What about when he needed you? When we called out to you? Why didn't you save Dean? Haven't we done enough?" Sam feel before God, tears ghosting down his face, "I called out to you with all I am. It's been a year, why now?"
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
God reached down to Sam, hand resting on his face. "My child, I have heard your call. And I have come to answer it. Weep not, for your life awaits before you. A good life with happiness and love. Trust in me again Samuel, like you once did."
In the end
Everyone ends up alone
Losing him
The only one who's ever known
Who I am
Who I'm not, who I wanna be
No way to know
How long he will be next to me
Sam didn't understand. A good life awaited him. How? Dean wasn't here. Dean was gone, gone for good and Sam felt so alone and incomplete. How could God say those things as if it were so obvious. Sam would never be truly happy again. He'd just wander the earth until God let him die. And even then Dean would be forever out of his reach. Dean, the only one who never stopped understanding him. Sam's broken heart ached at just the thought of his brother.
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
"Oh my son," God sighed, pulling Sam into a loving embrace, "I know you have waiting long for this day. It has been hard on you, but you mustn't give up hope."
Early morning
The city breaks
I've been callin'
For years and years and years and years
And you never left me no messages
Ya never send me no letters
You got some kinda nerve
Taking all my world
Sam felt another burst of anger fill him, "Lose hope? I lost everything. And you tell me now to lose hope?"
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Where were you? Where were you?
Lost and insecure
You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
Why'd you have to wait?
To find me, to find me
Sam waited for an answer that never came. Instead, God let go of him, pulling Sam up to his feet. "My son, all will be well now. You'll see. You've done well." God brushed Sam's hair back before vanishing in a glow, leaving Dean standing in his wake. Dean, whole and alive, eyes wide.
"Sammy," Dean asked, taking a shaky step towards his brother. Sam didn't know what to say, just tackled his brother, bringing him into a crushing embrace. "Sammy?" Dean asked again, "What's wrong? We stopped the apocalypse. And why are we in a hotel room?" Dean seemed to remember nothing of the past year, a miracle Sam would be forever grateful for. Sam let his tears soak though Dean's shirt, not able to speak just yet. Dean just let him be, holding onto his shaking brother. Sam didn't know why he had to wait, but he was glad he did. From heaven God smiled at the reunited brothers, knowing they'd be together for a very long time to come.
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There ya go, a happy ending.