You don't know me yet, but I'm going to tell you the best love story. Not a love-love story, but a story about two brothers and me, there big sister. I know, I know, I'm not really there big sis, but I love them with all my heart. The way I have read about in books and seen on the streets between siblings. And I bet you, at the end of the story you're going to cry and wish the things I did never really happened. You're going to want to hate me, but love me too. I'll do something stupid and you'll love me even more by the end but with the burning desire to punch me in the face. Repeatedly.

How do I know this? I'll just tell you the story- a short story; trust me there will be no boring moments here, but the best story about Me, Sam, and Dean. It's going to be adventure no one will ever forget, so let's get started.

I'm going to start at the end

Sam slid the disc in on the side of his laptop, pressed a few buttons then the video started playing. He sat at the end of the table with Dean right beside him, both leaned back in there chairs waiting for the video to start. They both had made the long ride back from Spokane Washington, where they had seen the last of God's sister. Neither of them spoke the entire ride home or when they stepped back into the safety of there underground safe house they now called home.

The video finally started.

"Hello, my gorgeous little brothers!" The video began; a silver haired woman appeared on the screen, way too close to the camera, grinning. She backed up a few inches so that the boys could see her whole face and shoulders. Her long hair pulled into a messy braid, her striking blue eyes staring into the screen. She looked young and pale; passing for a fifteen or sixteen year old, yet this was far from her true age. "If you're watching this, I'm gone…." She blew out a gust of air before continuing, "So, do not pass go, do not collect two hundred dollars, do not look for me. Ever. To you, I am dead. Don't worry, this is what I do."

She waited for that to sink in before continuing on, "I've made this video to… I don't know… Maybe say the G.B. word? Just kidding! No, I've made this video to tell you a joke." To anyone else, the women on the screen appeared crazy- and that was true, she was crazy. But to Dean and Sam, crazy was the normal. She was the crazy person they had tolerated for months; she was the one that grew on them. "Why did the cookie go to the hospital? Because he felt crummy!" She busted out laughing, and for some reason that made Dean smile and Sam chuckle. "Don't forget to laugh boys, sometimes it's the best medication. Unless you have a headache, then iv-profin is the best medication."

Sam paused the video, Dean looked sideways at him. "Let me grave a beer, you want one?" Dean gave the okay, and then looked back the video. It had paused where the women looked like she was waiting too, almost like she had known one of them were going to get up and pause the video. That was something else the blue eyed women had mastered living with the boys, guessing at their next move. She had years and millennia's to study human behavior that sometimes she just knew things, things that could look like she was telling the future. Sam returned and Dean popped off the top the beer, the video unpausing.

"Anyways," She started, like she had been waiting with Dean for Sam to return. "I love you guys, and I'm sorry." She started smiling again, pulling back a little bit further so that they could see the T-shirt she was wearing. Ever since the books came out about their lives, merchandise had also come out too. What's more embarrassing? She wore an oversized black shirt that had hashtag Destiel Forever Baby*. Sam glanced at his big brother, smirking.

"Shut up." Dean barked, refocusing on the video with a slight pink tint on his cheeks. He would have killed the girl if she was still with them.

"Oh! And Sam? Look at these!" She backed up further and brought up her leg so that the words clearly were seen. It read Sam and Gabe forever*. Dean looked at his baby brother and lifted his eyebrows in question.

"Shut up." Sam barked back, looking at the video again. But it made both the boys feel a little better, the sadness was still there but she made it better.

She was crackling up with laughter that made both the brothers slightly smile. She walked back up to the camera so that it was once again a head shot. "Goodnight my little brothers. Sleep tight and don't let the bugs bite." She leaned forward until the camera was covered in her pink lips and a huge smooching sound was made. "I got to go, try not to get into too much trouble?" She winked, reached forward, and then the video was shut off.

And then she was gone.