The camcorder was covered in a thick layer of dust. The model was outdated and held a large SD card in the side. A press of the small switch on the back and... voilà! It worked. There weren't many things on it, mostly pictures of things that had once needed further research, old documents and codes, pictures and illustrations of things that go bump in the night.
One thing was especially eye-catching though. A video. A different button on the back of the camcorder was pressed and the small device sprang into action, playing the video with a quiet volume.
Three boys. The tall one, the shorter one and the one in the trenchcoat. It was Team Free Will back in the day.
When the video started properly there was shuffling and a blurry image, the odd laugh in the background. Then a gruff voice.
"Is this thing even rollin'?" Must have been Bobby.
"The lights on, of course it is!" The tall one said, followed by a chuckle. That hair, no mistaking it was Sam.
"I thought you were just taking a picture?" Asked the shorter man, smiling. Dean.
"Does it look like I'm taking a picture ya idjit?" Retorted the man behind the camera. Definitely Bobby, no doubt about it.
"I don't understand. What's going on? Is this taking a picture or.. what's it doing?" Asked the one in the trenchcoat. His voice was gravelly. Castiel, of course.
"You just smile for the camera, angel." Dean grinned. Sam and Cas had both found that funny and were laughing at Dean.
"Why are we doing this again?" Asked the voice behind the camera. Dean shrugged. Sam replied.
"For shits and giggles." The camera shook with Bobby's laughter and Cas was grinning too.
"Lets just get it over with." Said Bobby. The camera turned to Dean.
"I'm Dean Winchester!" He stated proudly. The camera then pointed at Sam.
"I'm Sam Winchester." He said, rolling his eyes but smiling anyway. The camera rotated to Cas.
"My name is Castiel." He dead panned, though his smile was still in his eyes. The camera made a full turn, overly zoomed in on Bobby's face.
"And I'm Bobby Singer."He chuckled before turning the camera back around to the other three.
"We're Team Free Will." Dean announced.
"And we," Declared Castiel, "Stopped the apocalypse."
All four of them laughed before the video eventually stopped.
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Mary-Ellen Beth Winchester put the old camcorder to the side of bed she had been sitting on and put an arm around her son.
Sammy John looked up at his Mother.
"Was that my Grandpa's and Uncles, Momma?" He asked, his voice thick with curiosity.
"Yes, my darling." Mary-Ellen answered softly, holding back her tears.
"Can we go see them in heaven, Momma?" His eyes were wide and innocent, jade in colour, just like hers.
"One day sweetheart," she promised him.
"But for now, just remember, those boys are the angels watching over you."