CHAPTER ONE
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion. As Evil Sanders's life force flashed on and off he ripped the Archangel blade out of his heart and threw it towards Gabriel as he fell to the floor.
In a blink of an eye Dean threw himself in front of Gabriel as he kneeled over Lucifer and felt the piercing burn as the blade entered him and everything went dark.
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The next thing he knew everything was eerily silent as he groaned and sat up.
"Whoa hey man he's awake!" Came a familiar drawling voice.
He looked up and saw Lucifer standing next to Billie Death. He growled as he hopped off the table.
"Well hello to you too!" Billie replied monotonously. "We almost lost you completely this time."
"Oh yeah!" Dean replied angrily. "How. . ."
"Dude that Archangel blade almost completely damaged you soul man!" Lucifer interrupted him. "Jack got so angry with me that he showed his true face and trust me when I say that it's way scarier than mine man!"
Dean just glared at him.
"So me and Gabriel got Death here to help us repair your soul by using a little bit of energy from a couple of souls." Lucifer began
"You did what!" Dean growled as he took a step towards Lucifer.
"Relax Dean!" Billie replied as she gripped her scythe. "I told him I'd help only if he went back into his cage!"
"Seriously!" Dean replied unconvinced.
"He did!" Billie replied before anyone else could answer. "Plus I found two souls that were willing to help."
"Who!" Dean managed to asked as Billie stepped to the side to reveal Gabriel standing next to the two souls in question.
"Bobby!" Dean replied as he walked up to Bobby and gave him a hug and then looked over at the other slightly familiar soul. "Who is that?"
"Idjit!" Bobby replied rolling his eyes.
"Dean it's me Dad!" John replied sadly.
"Why do you look so different?" Dean asked confused as tears welled up in his eyes as they hugged.
"Well I think it's because I used some of my energy to help you!" John replied as he took his son's face his hands and used his thumbs to wipe his tears. "I have the body of my younger self but I still have the older face from when I died."
"I. . . Both me and Sam miss both of you!" Dean replied as Bobby placed a hand on his shoulder.
"We know!" John and Bobby replied as they pulled Dean in for another hug.
"Give Sam our regards okay!" They said in unison.
"Of course!" Dean replied as more tears ran down his face.
"And Dean tell you Mother that I love and miss her!" John replied as a tear ran down his own face.
"Of course!" Dean replied as Gabriel walked up to him.
"Dean we better get you back before it get too hot!" Gabriel replied as he placed his hand on Dean's shoulder and Billie tapped her scythe.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked as everything became white.
The next thing he knew his head was covered in a white sack. He couldn't move his arms and legs either. He immediately knew what was going on as he heard muffled voices stop and an all too familiar crackle whooshing sound.
Son of a Bitch this worse than when I woke up in my own coffin! He thought.
"SAAAAAAMMMMMM!" Dean screamed at the top of his lungs.
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