Chapter 9

A/N: Alright so I just finshied this chapter and it just hit me so I read this fanfic a while back and I thought I would it end it a little smilair also I just finished Twist and Shout and I am feeling the feels so this story is ending on a bittersweet note this is the last chapter and I may post a sequel if I get enough reviews and some ideas where y'all want it to go so here it is! Thank you to my reviewers and my bestfriend Kimberlaine for letting me bounce ideas off of her.

Sam wasn't as upset as most thought he would be, when he returned home after a jog to find blood all over Castiel and the table he thought maybe Dean was hurt but was healed up and but finally when he was told of the severity of Dean's condition that he was in fact dead and not coming back all he did was nod and with the help of Gabriel went back to his room.

Castiel decided he would let the family and friends say last goodbyes to Dean and then burn him on a pry in the back of the Bunker the first people who came in were the worst for Castiel to watch, Mary Winchester held her son close not carrying when his blood stained her shirt John grabbed Castiel and held him close hugging him and crying into his shoulder Lisha was there as well silently grieving in the back "Did he suffer?" Mary asked through her tears Lisha took in a deep breath "Maybe for the first second I took his pain I felt so he wouldn't". She said silently Mary smiled at her and pulled her in for a hug.

It seemed like everyone was hugging Castiel today, or they thought his decision was a bad one, he didn't want Deana-Jo to see Dean like that. Everyone followed Castiel out of the Bunker, Dean wrapped in a sheet (the first one they made love on) Castiel allowed Sam to sprinkle the salt, John to sprinkle the lighter fluid, and Mary to light the fire they all said words about Dean as the last pieces of Dean burned away.

No body noticed Deana-Jo was gone, but as everyone filed in they did notice that as they were eating Dean appeared in front of them soaking wet, and sobbing everyone was on their feet at once circling Dean with holy water, silver, even borax! It was Dean back from the dead again Crowley was long gone and everyone held Dean as he talked to them, and as they were happy Deana-Jo watched them from a small opening with a smile. She would go back in hug her Dad smell his colgnoe but it would only be for five years, five years was all she could do.

"You know when your parents find out about this, their going to kill me". A voice said from behind her, she didn't have to turn to know who it was she nodded "Bobby will hate you, that's if I let them know I'm not going to be around that long I'll leave a few days before". A hand grasped her shoulder "I don't want to do this". She shrugged "Too bad your contract is binding". Deana-Jo refused to turn around and meet Crowley's face "You got five years little tyke".