A/N: Finale round folks. This is it. I wanted to thank all who read, faved, etc. You guys encouraged me to keep writing on. Also, thanks for accepting Frankie. You might see her in another SPN fic or two. This might be a little longer than planned but I felt the original chapter was two short so I added some bonus.

Part 10: Couldn't Said It Better:

Frankie was resting. That was a good thing. Now, that she was taking care of, Dean got back to Cas. There was just one problem: he wasn't in his bed. "Cas?" he asked softly not to wake Frankie. "Cas?"

There was no reply. Dean started to panic. Where was Castiel?

"Missing something?" a familiar unwanted voice asked from behind him.

Dean twirled around and faced Uriel. "Where is Cas?"

Uriel's voice caused Frankie to open her eyes. She didn't move though. She waited, listened. She had been so out of it when she had gotten back to the room she hadn't even noticed that Cas was gone. What had those dicks done with him? She hated to think what...

"You really didn't think you were going to get away with it did you?" Uriel asked Dean. Dean wasn't liking the sound of this one's voice. It was full of mocking, poison. "The way you two behaved... Disgusting."

Dean glared at him. "Where is Cas?" he hated to repeat himself.

"Where he should be." Uriel answered.

"On whose authority?" Dean demanded. "Your boss?"

Uriel laughed. "We are to follow through with our orders. Castiel disobeyed. He must me punished. He has been taken out from under you."

"What the Hell is that suppose to mean?" Dean asked angrily.

"You won't be requiring his services anymore." Uriel finished.

"No... Cas?"

"Castiel has more important things to handle then someone like you." Uriel went on with his nose stuck up in the air.

Frankie couldn't stay quiet anymore. "What gives you or your boss the right...?" Frankie turned over. She still couldn't sit up but that didn't mean she couldn't give that ass a piece of her mind.

At the sound of her voice, Dean went over to her bed side making sure he was a shield just in case Uriel decided to pull something. It wouldn't be the first time.

"We are the Holy Order. Our word says all, saves all."

"Damns all." Dean corrected that last statement.

"You took Castiel away because he was with Dean. They're both male... So, what? Who gives a flying fuck?" Frankie cursed at him. "They love each other."

Uriel laughed. He applauded her speech. "Well said." he replied. "That wasn't love. That was lust. I doubt this one knows anything about love."

"He knows a lot more than you think." Frankie came to Dean's defense. "Give Castiel back."

Uriel put up his hands in surrounding. "It's out mine."

"That's it?" Dean questioned. "I don't even get to say goodbye?"

"We feel that you have done more than enough." Uriel smirked. "Perhaps you will think before you act Dean Winchester." Uriel then vanished.

Dean could feel his knees go out from under him. Castiel was taken? He wouldn't be able to see him anymore... He couldn't fathom it. It was too painful.

"...Dean." Frankie said, her heart aching along side of his. She slid herself out from her bed to get next to him. She wrapped her arms around him. She was surprised that he hadn't pushed her away. Frankie didn't ask him if he was okay. There was no point to that. No one was all right when their lover got yanked away from him.

Frankie was up on her feet with in a couple of days. She had to be. Dean was doing his best to take care of her but his heart wasn't in it. His heart had been with Castiel. She had to take care of him. At least the best way she could. He was making it hard. Dean wasn't eating, showering... Nothing.

"Dean, you have to eat." Frankie dropped the bag of burgers in front of him.

He pushed them aside.

Hell had officially froze over. Dean was refusing hamburgers.

"They have extra onions on them." Frankie dangled the carrot.

Dean didn't touch them. He barely looked at them. He just stared off into space looking at something that seemed to be too far out there to grasp. Dean was slipping.

"You're going to starve." Frankie made known.

Dean just shrugged. "Don't care."

That irritated her. "You're going to die."

Another shrug. "You sorry sack of shit," she cursed at him and walked around to face so she could deck him one. It didn't phase him a bit but it sure as Hell hurt her hand. "You think Cas would want you to go out this way?" she demanded.

That got Dean's attention. He glared at her. "You don't know what he would want."

"I know that he loved you and he wouldn't want you like this." Frankie persisted.

"What does it matter?" Dean asked her.

"I don't know. We can find something." she tried. "Maybe Bobby can find a spell that—"

"No, there is nothin'!" Dean gave in to the consequence that he had to pay for.

"O ye of little faith."

Dean swore that his heart stopped. Could it be? He turned around and faced his Angel. Castiel was there before him. "...Cas." He looked him over. He was healed, and he couldn't help but notice how there something very different with him. "You look good."

Castiel smiled. "I have you to thank to for that."

Dean couldn't remain in his spot much longer. He ran straight into Castiel. He smashed into him. Castiel embraced Dean and wouldn't let him go.

Frankie smiled through the tears that were welling up in her eyes. They weren't tears of sadness but of joy for Dean. It was better than a romantic movie.

"I thought I wouldn't be able to see you again." Dean whispered in Cas' ear tearfully. "How did you get away?"

"I fell Dean." he explained when they parted.

"You fell?" Dean questioned with uncertainly.

"I'm not an Angel anymore." Cas continued. "I'm like you."

"Then they can't take you away?"

"No." Cas answered with a smile.

"Frankie! Look whose back!" Dean jumped up and down.

Frankie laughed. "I see. Welcome back Cas."

Castiel reached out to grip her hand softly thanking her.

That night Castiel was back in bed with Dean in his arms – where he was suppose to be.

As happy as Dean was that Cas was back he knew that Frankie was aching for Sam. The last time she'd seen him he'd ripped her to shreds. It would be another month before they caught up with his brother and Ruby at St. Mary's.

"I want you to stay here." Dean told

"No, Dean... Let me go. Please." She had to see Sam.

"Cas," Dean thought he could help.

"It would be better if you stay here." Castiel urged her. "I got Francis Dean."

Dean gave a swift nod of his head. He was almost out the door before he did a 360 back into Castiel's arms. Cas actually had to push him away. "Go get Samuel. Both of you come back."

Dean promised the two he would.

Frankie hoped by the time all of this was over that she would have Sam back in her arms.

Lucifer was rising.

Dean and Sam were on the road, in the Impala. "You okay Sammy?" Dean asked his brother. He'd been quiet. Too quiet for his liking. When the seal was broken Sam hadn't moved. It was as if he wanted The Devil to take him and do what ever to him. Dean actually had to drag his ass out of there.

Now, that all his bad mojo was out of system... Sam's memories came back to him.

What he had done to Cas.

To Frankie.

He hated himself for doing that. Not just to Cas but to Dean too. "Dean, I'm sorry." he apologized.

"Don't even go there." Dean warned him. "That wasn't you."

"That's not just it Dean," Sam continued. "What I said... Just to let you know, I'm happy for you and Cas. I mean if he makes you happy... I don't see nothing wrong with it. It's about damn time if you ask me."

Dean smiled. "Thanks Sam. That means a lot coming from you."

The apologizes were out of his system. Dean could see that. However, there was something more lingering in his brother's eyes. "Sam, what is it?" he pushed. He recalled him muttering something after Ruby got stabbed.

Sam didn't answer.

Dean sighed. His brother just had to go there. "Sam, what did you say?" he asked. "Back there when we got Ruby?"

"...Frankie." he replied. "That was for her. I just wished she could've been there to see it."

"You can tell her all about when we get back to the room." Dean assured him. "I'm sure she'll love to hear it and she's dying to see you too."

"Wait, what?" Sam asked, confused. "She's back in the motel room?"

"Yeah, with Cas, who is also all right by the way, and one of us now instead of those dicks. Isn't that awesome?"

"You mean Cas is alive?" he questioned.

"Yes." Dean answered.

"Frankie too?"

"Frankie too." Dean assured him

"...I thought,"

Dean laughed. "You thought she was dead this whole time?"

It seemed Dean had some blanks to fill in for Sammy. "She's a lot stubborn then she looks... I wonder where she got that from?"

Now, the ride to the motel seemed to drag on. To Sam, they couldn't get there fast enough.

Back at the motel, Frankie was pacing back and forth. "They should be back now shouldn't they?" she asked Cas.

"Patient is a virtue." Cas reminded her with a small smile. He couldn't blame her though. She was anxious to see Sam.

Then that familiar sound of the Impala.

"...Sam." Frankie said with a smile to Cas.

"Dean." he added.

They both went out to greet them.

Dean was barely in the parking lot when Sam went to jump out. Dean stopped him by grabbing his arm. "Are you crazy? Wait, don't answer that."

"Seriously?" Sam asked Dean pulling his arm back.

"We got to do this right." Dean said as he searched through his tapes and found the one he was looking for. "Yahtzee!" he showed Sam and smirked.

"What?" Sam asked. "Meatloaf?"

"Hey, do not diss The Meat or I will through you out of this car young man!"

Sam smiled: "Promise?"

Outside, Frankie and Castiel were waiting. "What is taking them so long?" Frankie asked.

Castiel laughed. "I do not know."

Dean waited until he found the right song. When it was playing he gave Sam the heads up to go but Sam was all ready gone. Dean got out of his car to get a better view of Sam getting the girl.

The last time she'd seen him his eyes were dark. There was no darkness in his eyes now. It was all Sam.

Sam couldn't believe it. She was alive! He hadn't killed her. He didn't believe it fully until she was in his arms. "I thought you were dead..." Sam admitted in her ear.

"Fooled you uh?" she questioned with a laugh.

Sam caught that laughter with his lips and brought her close to him. She wasn't a werewolf, or a demon. She was just Frankie. A normal girl, something real to hold onto.

"Whoo!" Dean cheered. "That's my brother!"

Castiel laughed. Dean was something else that was for sure but for everything he was – Dean Winchester was his.

Sam had his girl.

Dean had his man. He put his strong arms around him as he sang along with The Meat.

"...I see the angels, they're standing right outside your door They're watching over me, they're watching over us all You can send them home tonight, because you won't need them anymore In your arms I think I've found the safest place to fall..." Cas couldn't have said that better himself.

END.