Dear Castiel,

I don't know what to say, your gone, for good this time. Why did you have to be so stupid as to think that LUCIFER's baby was good. Dammit Cass why?

Over the years we have lost so many people and now we have lost mom, but not just her, Crowley as well and now you. I need you Cass, I need to be strong for Sam but I can't, I miss you so damn much, I need you.

The worst thing about your death is that you will never know how much you meant to me and how much i loved you, how much I love you.

Thank you for being you Cass, your stupid, adorable, loveable self.

Goodbye Cass

Dean

Dean read over the letter one last time before shoving it away in a drawer.

"Dean" Sam said as he walked into the room. Dean looked up at Sam, his eyes were red and puffy with fresh tear stains on his cheeks.

"Lets go" Dean said quickly exiting the room.

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The drove for what seemed like hours until the reached where they were going. They both got out of the impala and took the body bag out of the boot. Dean looked over the cliff at the water, Cass would have oved it here.

They both put down the bag and grabbed a shovel each and started digging. After a coupe of hours they climbed out of the hole. Dean quickly opened the body bag and reached in and picked up Cass. He slowly lowered his fallen angel into his grave. They both filled the hole again and went to the impala, Sam grabbed him and Dean a beer and they both leaned against the Impala drinking their beers and staring off into the distance.

"If we attack Dick and fail, then you and Sam die heroically, correct?" Cass says

"I don't know. I guess" Dean said questionable.

"And at best, I die trying to fix my own stupid mistake. Or… I don't die - I'm brought back again. I see now. It's a stupid punishment resurrection. It's worse every time." Cass says solemnly

" So, uh, we're talking about God crap right"

"I'm not good luck, Dean" Cass said with a frown.

"Yeah, but you know what? Bottom of the ninth and you're the only guy left on the bench… Sorry, but I'd rather have you. Cursed or not. And anyway nut up, alright? We're all cursed. I seem like good luck to you?" Dean says. Cass smiles a bit.

"What?" Dean asks

"Well… I don't want to make you uncomfortable, but I detect a not of forgiveness."

"Yeah well, I'm probably gonna die tomorrow so…" Dean says ultimately saying, why not.

"Well, I'll go with you." Cass pauses "And I'll do my best"

Dean swore when he felt a tear fall down his cheek and onto his hand.

"Dammit Cass…" he said loud enough to be heard miles away. Sam looked over at his brother. He knew how much Cass meant to Dean, even if Dean himself wouldn't admit it. Dean wiped away some of the tears but it was a waste of time, as he wiped them away new ones would form.

"I oved him Sam, I really loved him" Dean said tears streaming down his face.

"I know Dean, I know" He said resting a hand on deans shoulder…

Don't hate me it had to be done, I hate that Castiel is dead, but now we have to say Goodybe Cass.

R.I.P Castiel

2009 - 2017

XOXO

-RedPheonixWitch