Disclaimer: I don't own Dean, Sam or Bobby. That honor belongs to Eric Kripke. Though he is generous to allow us fans to play with his sandbox, and for that I thank him.

A.N: So finally, I finished writing the 6th story that I had that is based on the 100th eppie. As usual I doubt that it will all be uploaded at one time or in one day since this is a multi-chapter story.

Before I forget I want to give a shout-out to CBloom2. I hadn't even thought about possible side-effects that Zachariah's little celebration fest had on Sam. So after it was mentioned I had to incorporate that into my story. So thanks so much for the idea!

Some of lines or ideas in this chapter are eluded to my story, A Bridge Rebuilt, so you don't have to read that one to understand this story, but it might be a good idea so you know where I'm coming from concerning Bobby and Dean.

Without further ado, I hope you enjoy this story!

Summary: Takes an AU approach to the events after 5x18 Point of No Return. After returning to Bobby's Dean realizes a piece of himself will forever be missing…..or will it? MajorGuiltyDean and some LimpSam

Prologue:

Then:

The world's ending and the walls coming down on us. I look over to you and all I can think is this stupid son of a ****** brought me here. I just didn't want to let you down.

Well, you didn't. You almost did….but you didn't.

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I owe you an apology.

No, no you don't.

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If you are grown up enough to find faith in me, the least I can do is return the favor. So screw destiny, right in the face. I say we take the fight to them and do it our way.

Sounds good…..

Now:

They had reached Bobby's after a three day journey.

It was no fun.

Since they rode angel express they did not have sufficient funds or their gear to get a motel. So they slept in their "borrowed" vehicle when they could find someplace to pull off at. For the most part Dean drove the long hours back to Bobby's.

It was pure torture.

Since there wasn't any good music to put on or anything good on the radio half the time, silence waged between the two passengers.

It was comfortable silence. The most comfortable it had been for a long time. But since Dean had nothing to focus on, he was left alone with his thoughts.

And that was a bad thing in and of itself.

Dean thought back through the last couple of weeks.

He had so much mending to do! He had a long list of apologizes to make. He already apologized to Sam although Sam had first tried to wave him off. He still had to apologize to Bobby and Castiel as well, when they found him.

And soon, guilt began to eat Dean up. If only he had a third foot….ah well, he settled for mentally hitting himself of the head the entire way.

By the time they had reached Bobby's guilt was eating Dean up. He could not believe that such a low blow had slipped from his mouth directed towards Bobby. Sam had began to be able to read him and told him that Bobby wouldn't be mad.

That didn't make Dean feel any better. Not until he and Bobby had a talk. And of course, Bobby gave him a good slap upside the head.

Well, two slaps anyway.

With that behind him, Dean felt a little better. Now if they could only track down Castiel.

So far no word had come to them about him.

He admitted he was worried about the guy.

It wasn't until the night they got back to Bobby's and began to get resettled that it hit Dean full force. He was getting ready to take a shower when subconsciously he reached up to stroke what was no longer there.

He looked into the mirror to confirm that it was no longer there.

It wasn't.

He swallowed as that memory came back to haunt him.

That clank resounded in his soul, and threatened to eat him up.

Bobby was wrong.

He hadn't been a combo sized idjit.

He had ordered whatever would be bigger that the combo size.

How could he fix it this time?

TBC...