Letting Go
Summary: Sometimes doing the right thing means letting go and John know this is his one and only chance to redeem himself as a father.
A/N: In my story John didn't die.
It happened four years ago after they had stop the world from ending, four years since that night where he almost killed his father and brother, four years since Dean had disappear in a blinding light. Four years of looking and hoping but never finding.
The first year had passed in a blur of fear and pain. Of arguments with his father and endless nights spend not sleeping, but looking trough newspaper, magazines, the wed, and calling everybody they knew hopping to find a clue to where Dean was, and never getting it. That year was the first time that he had asked his father to stay in one place and the man had agree without a fight, both hopping that if Dean was alive and fine, he would come back to them. That never happened.
The second year was hard but not as hard as the first. He and his father had decided to pack up and leave the town, coming to the conclusion that Dean was alive –and he had to be, they refuse to think otherwise- then, he was unable to find them, then they would find him. They never did.
The third year was the hardest. It was the year that he finally admits it to himself –and out loud- that maybe Dean was dead or that Castiel had taken him somewhere. His father accused him of giving up, of not loving his brother, and at the end they had gone their separate ways keeping track of each other trough Bobby. At the end of that year he felt something die inside him, when he saw his father again and saw that the man had lost all hope.
They were on a hunt, mid-way through the fourth year when it happened. When they found Dean, but not the Dean that they (he) knew, and if it hadn't been for his father whispering his brother's name, he would have never know that the small four years old child being chase by an older boy and a dog in the park across the dinner was his brother. Before he could stop him, his father was up from his chair and across the street, but neither of them reach Dean, because there standing between them and his brother was Dean angel; Castiel.
"Move" said his father
"No" answered the angel
"There was a time he was; now he is not"
"What does that mean?" asked Sam
"It means that Dean fulfilled his mission and that the lord has given him a second chance."
"Then why not bring him back to us?"
"Look at that boy Samuel. That boy is happy and carefree. He has no worries; he goes to sleep with a bear and a kiss on his forehead, not a weapon and an order to keep you safe. He sees happiness and light, not fear and darkness, but most of all, that child has dreams, dreams for himself, and he will grow into a man full of life and light, not death and darkness."
"He could have that with us" said his father
"Could he?" answered the angel "Would you give up the hunt? Could you stop yourself from trying to make him into the son you knew, and not the son that he is now? Could he be happy with you? Could you be happy with him? God is not only giving Dean a chance, He's giving you a chance to do the right thing. So grieve for your son, love your son, remember your son, and walk away. Do not try to drag him back to a story that he's no longer a part of" and with that the angel disappear letting John know that Dean's fate was in his hands, and after looking at his son for some time he turned around and said;
"Let's go" and without waiting for his remaining son, and before he could give in, he walked away, leaving behind a piece of his heart.
THE END