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KKBELVIS asked me to write the fireworks... so I did :-o

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Epilogue

Miracles

It had been an awkward breakfast. Dean had been all nice and friendly and after such a long time of silence, mistrust and pain... it was hard to believe that he was willing to try... And again... it was all I needed.

Now I saw on my bed, doing some research... I didn't even know what to do... but I needed to show Dean that I was trying, too. I needed him to see that I wouldn't give up. Not on him, not on the world. Maybe... just maybe, his trust, his faith would be inflamed again.

"Wha..." Suddenly something interrupted my thoughts.

"Sam... you're okay?" Dean sat at the edge of my bed, snapping his fingers in front of my face. My eyes wandered immediately to the necklace that was good visible on his chest. It made me smile.

"Sam?" Dean repeated. "I'm talking to you... and I can't help but feeling ignored."

"Sorry... what did you say?" I asked, looking into his eyes.

"My last sentence was something like: 'Sam... I'm gonna trade the Impala for the next slice of pizza I see...' I knew that there was something wrong with you when you didn't answer to that... so... what's up?"

"You wanna trade the Impala and ask me what's wrong?" I chuckled, the amulet catching my eyes again.

"Sam... my eyes are up here..." Dean laughed, pointing at his eyes. "I don't appreciate it when some pervert is looking at my boobs all the time... it makes me feel uncomfortable."

I actually felt my face reddening. He had realized that the necklace had my attention.

"Sammy..." Dean sighed. "Would you please stop doubting that I'm trying to make up with you... damn it... what's so surprising about it anyway... you're my brother..." Dean's one hand gripped his collar, the other the amulet.

"No... please..." I stopped him, gripping his hand, stopping him from hiding the necklace. He huffed, squeezing my hand briefly, before he batted it away.

"Okay... I still have no answer... you wanna go out, eating something? I'm starving..." Dean laid a hand over his stomach to support his words.

"Didn't you want to have fireworks?" I asked, following him with my eyes when he stood up.

"Yeah... we can take the fireworks with us... fetch some food... head out to a field?" Dean suggested.

"A picnic?" I asked, a smile tucking on my lips.

"Why not?" Dean looked sincere. "We have to eat something... well... I have to eat something..."

"Yeah... let's go..." I stopped in track, looking at Dean. "Don't you think we should call Cas... you know asking him whether he wants to see the fireworks, too?"

Dean immediately nodded, fetching his cell. "You're sure? You really want that?"

"He needs some distraction, too." We both knew that I rather wanted to be alone with Dean, enjoying the change... but we both knew that Cas needed someone to relay on, too.

He nodded understanding, dialling.

"Hey Cas" He greeted the angel. "You're up for some fun?"

"Nah... no hunt..." Dean answered. "Fireworks..." A smile. "Okay... then come here."

"Dean..." We both turned around to see Castiel stand on the other side of the room. "Why are you two want to have fireworks tonight?"

"It's cool..." Dean shrugged.

Cas opened his mouth to say something, but closed it again, when he looked at Dean's chest, then into Dean's eyes, then in mine.

I couldn't hold his gaze, when he began to smile.

"Nice to know that miracles still happen." He sounded more faithful then before now.

"Uhh... You two should marry..." Dean moaned. "Then you two could have as many girly chick flick moments as you want..."

"I don't think that marriage is a good idea..." Cas confessed... dead serious, looking at me apologizing.

Seeing the angel's face, Dean had to laugh. I began chuckling, too.

"What?" Cas asked dumbfounded.

"Nothing..." Dean shook his head. "Let go... chicks..."

About two hours later we had finished dinner. We had enough time tonight, so we just laid there in the grass, watching the stars, sipping beers. Even Cas was drinking a beer.

The awkwardness was gone... completely... it felt so right to be here with my big brother and our... angelic friend.

"You used to love this..." I couldn't see Dean's face, but I heard the smile in his voice. "Sometimes when dad wasn't with us and the sky was clear we spent whole nights outside watching the stars..."

"I remember that..." I whispered. "Dad was with us once..."

"He has been the first asleep." Dean took another sip from his beer. "It was one of the best nights ever..."

I sat up, looking at Dean's face. I wanted him to know that it had been one of my best nights, too... but I was scared that he wouldn't believe me.

"Come on..." Dean stood. "It's fireworks-time..." He helped me and Cas up.

"Okay... Sam set the fireworks... Cas... get back... I don't want to have a fried angel on my side." Dean pushed him back a few steps.

I chuckled, setting the fireworks, like so many years before.

"Dean... I need fire..." I stretched my hand out for a lighter. Dean just looked at me, with an absent look on his face. "Dean? Fire?"

"Oh... sorry... I just..." He shook his head. "I'm just thinking about..."

"Dean?" I asked again, gently.

"Lollipops..." He laughed, rolling his eyes, throwing the lighter over to me. "Go on..."

I felt something warm in my guts, finally realizing that this really happened... Dean was really here... with me... And apocalypse or no apocalypse... we were on a good way back to being brothers again.

The first explosion came surprisingly, while I ran back to where Dean was standing. Cas stood still behind us, his mouth slightly open when he watched the fireworks.

Red, blue, yellow and green lights lightened the sky. The smell of smoke and fire filled our noses.

It was awesome.

"Wow... I haven't felt that alive in... well... since I went to hell..." Dean told me, smiling up into the lightened sky.

"Yeah... me neither..." I watched him, suddenly indifferent to the beautiful sight in front of us. "I missed you, Dean..." The words came... I didn't even know how... His head snapped to his side, looking at me with a startled expression. I looked down sheepishly. Of course it was the truth... but perhaps it was too early to say it out loud. "Well... I know that I wasn't really showing it... but I missed you... so much... I missed the way we were... I..." I tried to explain myself. God... stop talking...

"Idiot." Dean said softly, while he gripped my jacket and pulled me in into a hug, the necklace between our chests. "I missed you, too, Sammy."

I closed my eyes, trying to suppress those tears in my eyes, clinging at him.

Heaven could screw itself...

That was way better then anybody's heaven.

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