Sam and Dean meet God
"Dean? Sam?" Cas called out, his voice betraying his excitement.
"What's up?" Dean asked.
"You are about to be honoured with a meeting with God himself!" Cas explained.
Sam and Dean looked at each other sceptically.
"God?" Sam whispered.
Castiel nodded, knowing how devoted Sam had been to God since a teenager.
"You found God?" Dean asked, avoiding his brother's gaze.
Castiel nodded.
"Great - he can answer some frickin questions then!" Dean growled.
Sam looked at Dean.
Yes, God did owe them some answers, but did Dean have to talk about him with such disrespect?
Castiel was also unimpressed with Dean's attitude.
"Please Dean, less anger. He acknowledges the problems and has agreed to help us, but you MUST show him some respect. I'm asking you as a friend."
Dean looked at him and smiled to himself - Cas had never called him his friend before.
"Alright." he sighed, much to Sam and Castiel's relief.
God actually knocked on the door, much to Sam's fascination.
He knocked straight after Dean had said he would restrain his anger.
Castiel opened the door and stood back to let him in.
Sam shifted with high discomfort when God entered the room.
Dean stared at the almighty, not sure what to say.
Castiel knelt, but God told him to stand up, as he was very pleased with Castiel and didn't need the show of respect.
"Your pleased with Cas?" Sam asked confused, before averting his eyes again, "Uhh, lord?"
God smiled.
"Yes Sam, I am. I'm pleased with you as well, son."
Sam was really confused now, and hesitated before speaking again.
"But…I've done terrible things lord, and I feel disgusted with my self, Dean is disgusted with me, heaven is disgusted with me…"
God took Sam's hand in his and looked at him in the eye.
"Listen to me Sam Winchester. The powers you have are the result of a demon, not you. When you discovered the powers, you tried to use them for good and I see that - you wanted the victims to survive instead of been killed with Ruby's knife. I know your sorry - you've repented many times before and I know you desperately crave my forgiveness - well I am giving it to you, alright? No more guilt, you understand?"
Sam nodded while Dean looked at Castiel questioningly.
"God knows all, Dean." Cas answered, not taking his eyes of the heavenly father.
Dean looked at Sam who had clearly sagged with relief. A lot of stress had been throw out the window under God's mercy.
God smiled reassuringly at Sam before turning to Dean.
"Now Dean, I believe you wish to ask me a few questions?"
He had taken Dean off guard, but the latter quickly recovered.
"Yeah! For starters, where the hell have you been during, oh I don't know, the frickin apocalypse?" Dean demanded.
God sensed his anger and sighed.
"You really should keep your promises you know, Dean. You said you would keep you rage at bay."
Dean looked down before looking back up.
"Well, what about you? You promised to look after us, your creation and save us from harm - do you know how many people are dead?"
God answered, "2,304,766"
Dean stared at him.
"And 2.2 million of those were demons." God finished.
"So - only 204,766 people have died worldwide? So what! They didn't deserve to die!"
"Didn't they?" God asked, completely silencing Dean who was shocked to say the least.
"I do not kill innocents Dean. Those who died, due to the apocalypse anyway, were almost all worshipers of Satan. Only the children were truly innocent."
"Why did you let them die then?" Dean asked, his anger returning.
God's anger was starting to grow, and both Sam and Castiel felt it - they backed off, frightened at what could happen.
"Dean!" he warned, frightening the eldest hunter, "you do not understand the way I work, so hold you tongue while I speak!"
Dean fell silent, looking desperately awkward, before God continued.
"I know what the apocalypse means, Dean. It means torture and gallons of blood spilt because of it. I cannot just zap the children somewhere else, with their faith destroyed, unable to enter heaven because of it. But I could kill them and let them enjoy and eternity of peace, with no pain or anguish. Just simply and pure joy. wouldn't you do the same? Or would you allow the torture?"
Dean was extremely uncomfortable. He knew what he had done in hell, and he knew God knew.
At last he spoke again, barely with a whisper.
"I - I'm sorry. I should've know that you do things with good reason. Er…forgive me?" he suddenly pleaded and was overcome with the need to be forgiven by God.
God saw this and gently took Dean's hands in his. I forgive you Dean - you understand now. And I forgive you for what you did in perdition."
Dean breathed out with disbelief but absolute relief.
Castiel watched him as Dean looked up at God with new found faith.
"What should we do? Please, command us so we can follow you!"
Sam's jaw flew open, much to the lord's amusement.
"Of course. Sam - I need you to say yes to Lucifer and jump right into the fiery pit that is Lucifer's cage - do you understand me?"
Suddenly, he disappeared, leaving the room shell shocked.
"What - NO!" Dean barked to the air.
God was in fact there, but invisible. Castiel knew this and remained silent, but Sam and Dean thought he was really gone.
"Sam don't!" Dean said forcefully.
"Dean I have to! I cannot and will not disobey the direct command of God!" Sam answered, though he felt his brother's distress.
"Dean, just have faith! I'm sure God intends to return my body once Lucifer is separated from me, and even if he doesn't, I'll be happy in my suffering just knowing that I had had a full face to face conversation with him, and will be safe in the knowledge that there must be a reason for him not to bring me back."
Dean glared at him, but knew his little brother was right, though it didn't ease his pain.
He began to cry and held Sammy tight, refusing to let go.
They cried together and Castiel could see and feel their terrible pain, and it made him cry.
God appeared again and comforted Dean.
"Of course I will bring back Sam from perdition - I would never request anyone to damn their own souls willingly for me, ok?"
Sam and Dean nodded and sighed with relief.
God's eyes twinkled and he healed all three others of any pain and worry.
"I'm sorry I doubted you, father." Castiel apologies sincerely.
"You have already been forgiven, Cas, don't worry about a thing ever again, my son."
Cas nodded and smiled happily.
"And you'll find something very nice waiting for you in bobby's bedroom, Sam." God said.
Sammy left and return excitedly, with a dog in toe.
"Oh, Bones!" smiled Dean, laughing at the golden retriever who was extremely happy to see Sam."
"Who's Bones?" asked Castiel, watching the dog.
"I looked after him when I ran away for two weeks, once." Sam explained.
"Yeah, he kind of started an argument with us when we were in heaven!" Dean laughed, patting the dog's head.
Sam laughed, stroking the pup.
