One of the windows of the ball room had exploded, giving way to an unexpected character.

"Gabriel ?! Why are you a Swan ?!"

The bird, half stunned by his fall, let out some kind of noise. Dean crouched near the bird who just seemed a bit groggy and scratched by the shards of glass.

"Michael, Sam ! Do you understand what he's saying ?"

"No. But that's not Gabriel."

Dean eyed Michael sceptically. He had never seen oter Golden Swans, even at the lake.

"Who then ?"

"I don't know. Gabriel was human and well when we left. How could he have turned back into a Swan ?"

"Maybe Crowley's back !"

"Then hurry and break the spell, you moron !"

"You're not Michael !"

"I am, I'm just edgy because you're my last chance."

Dean stood up and looked at Sam. He realised he had been acting strange all evening. Bobby and Becky were right, there was something fishy going on.

Shouts were heard, coming from the corridor.

"Nasty beast !"

"What's that unicorn doing in the castle ?!"

"Kill her !"

"It's the prince's mare !"

"Kill her anyway, she's crazy !"

"BABY !"

Dean, made crazy by the thought, rushed to the corridor, where he found his mare surrounded by guards.

"Let her go !"

He made his way between the guards so as to calm his mare down. Then he noticed on her back...

"Sam !"

Still asleep, Michael and Sam were lying on Impala's back. Lucifer had woken up and was flying around her.

The Court came closer and found their prince rocking a gigantic Swan in his arms. He glared at the fake Sam.

"Who are you ?"

"Uh..."

"Answer !"

He remained silent, looking around for the fake Michael, whom he couldn't find.

"Dean, the spell !" Bobby yelled.

"Hello boys."

"Crowley !"

"Too late, Dean. Sam is sound asleep. And he needs to hear your declaration."

"No !"

"I'm keeping my Swans."

"No ! Sam... Sam please... Wake up. Don't leave me !"

The Swan remained completely still and unconscious in his arms. Dean started crying as he held his brother tighter.

"Please, Sam... Come on, bitch, wake up ! I love you, you hear me, I love you so wake up !"

The Swan opened his eyes and Sam's human arms slipped around Dean's neck.

"Jerk."

He kissed him, and everything disappeared around the two brothers. It felt as though the kiss lasted an eternity of pure happiness, but when they parted, this eternity suddenly seemed to become shorter than a second, and they stared at each other, ready to do it again.

"No !"

Crowley's shout startled everyone. The king turned to him.

"Enough, sorcerer. I've been indulgent enough with you, 17 years ago. Leave my sons alone !"

"17 years ! He's... he's responsible for Mother's death !"

"Please. I'm no vulgar murderer. I'm just a fancy man who wants a peaceful life with his Swans !"

"But... 17 years ago..."

"Dean, Sam... The sorcerer who ruled the forest before is the one who killed your mother. He wanted to intimidate me. But how could I have faced him alone ? His name was Azazel and he was incredibly powerful. A man came one day, he was looking for mythical monsters called Daleks. He called himself Dr. Who. He offered me to find the guilty sorcerer, and I accepted. If Azazel was ruling the forest, it was because he had defeated the mother of Michael and his brothers, a mage named Meg [a/n : for personal reasons, I couldn't say their father was God. So I picked Meg. Because I love her and I hadn't used her yet]. They were very young at the time. Anyway, that sorcerer had several others under his orders and Crowley accepted to change sides and join us. He managed to take down Azazel, after a battle during which many soldiers were killed, and he turned all of Meg's people into Swans. And then all of those who stepped foot into the forest. If I tried to fight him, he would turn against me, and I saw that I was no match for him."

"But now... he has no Swans anymore."

"Indeed, you bloody Squirell. I lost everything because of you."

"You haven't lost everything, master. I will stay with you, even if all the others leave."

"Castiel... Alright. You've played according to the rules of magic. And I respect them. But don't come near my forest again."

He walked to Castiel and disappeared with him. Everyone stayed silent, and Lucifer helped Michael stand up. Like Sam, he had a hard time waking up, and his brother's touch allowed him to react sooner.

"We're human !"

"Human ?!"

"Definitely human !"

The Court awoke from its torpor. Everyone started talking at the same time, in shock from the revelations, and especially from the passionate kiss of the two brothers. The king restored silence at last.

"We'll talk about what happened 17 years ago in due time. Dean, Sam ?"

The two brothers, still sitting on the floor and snuggled against each other, stood up, holding hands with force.

"Father ?"

"You... you're really sure you only want to be with Sam ?"

"Yes."

"Very well. If that is what you wish."

The jaw of every member of the Court dropped to the floor, while Bobby and Becky hugged, happy. A duke finally managed to speak :

"But... But... He's your brother ! He's a man ! You can't have children ! Which means no heir !"

"I love him. And as for heirs... have you heard of adoption ? Or, you can let people choose their king."

"But... but..."

"No discussion, I'll stay with my brother no matter what."

Sam leant in to kiss him again, sealing this declaration. That's the moment Gabriel came back, his face scratched everywhere.

"Finally together ! At last ! I know some who should follow this example", he said with an insistent look at his brothers.

Michael was still leaning on Lucifer. The two parted, embarassed.

It is now time for the epilogue. The farewells will be hard. Let's review our troops, to say goodbye as good as possible. And to make the pleasure last.

Crowley went back to the forest with Castiel. He was depressed for a moment, without his Swans. Sure, he had forced them to stay, but he had always treated them well. And he loved them deeply. A kind of lost love, but Crowley was... well Crowley.

The former Black Swan got closer from his former master, supporting him. A few Swans came back, under the condition of being free. Some had quite liked the Swan form. The sorcerer consented to change them back, a grumpy look on his face. Once alone with Castiel, he grinned from ear to ear with pure happiness.

As for Becky, there was a period during which she was moving from happiness for her princes and tears because qhe she could never be with Sam. Her melancholy ended when a former soldier came by. She fell in love with him and decided to follow him everywhere. His name was Bucky and he was looking for his best friend, a guy called Steve. "Best friend", right.

Bobby stayed in the castle. He was still looking after the two princes, acting as an unwilling intermediary when they had a row. (These arguments never lasted for a long time.)

Impala, after the spell was broken, turned back into a mare. Her Daddy was of course still taking care of her, and she often carried the princes on the roads of the kingdom, never grumbling too much about Sam's weight. Dean was happy and that was all that mattered to her.

Gabriel, as well as his brothers, stayed in the castle which quickly became his new playground. He had a lot of fun pranking everyone in the castle. Lucifer helped him sometimes, never letting anything being traced back to him.

About the former Grey Swan. After several months of embarassment and interrogation, the former Golden Swan ended up pushing him towards Michael and locking them both in a closet. They couldn't get out until they had admitted their love to each other. Oh, indeed, they were delighted. But Gabriel found himself in turn locked in a closet alone, with a packet of sweets he couldn't reach, stuck on the ceiling. Lucifer denied any involvement, and Michael confirmed his alibi, a smile on his lips.

The king ruled for several years before dying and leaving the throne to Dean. In the facts, Sam was rather the one ruling. Despite the concern of people about this homosexual and incestuous couple in power, they did an excellent work, and soon no one had anything to reproach them anymore. They adopted a little girl, Charlie, red-headed and full of life, who loved her fathers. She was a remarkable princess, despite spending a little too much time in her fictional universes. She also liked to force the drawers of locked desks to read secret documents.

Sam and Dean lived a long and happy life, and died very old, going together to their own shared slice of heaven.

The end

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I may write other things about this, I like this universe far too much.