When Dean woke up Angela was not in the room anymore. The bed was already cold. He looked at the clock and saw that he slept less than 2 hours. She probably woke up just after he felt asleep. This morning felt even worst than the others maybe because he knew that it was the last one he would ever see. He wanted to cry, to scream out all his fury to the world but he could not , he had to remain deserving when he would face death. If Angela or Sam saw all his distress they would be even sadder to lose him and he did not want to be the source of more pain.

He stood up and went straight in the bathroom to dress. He had to organise everything before tonight and it had to start with Sam.

He went to the kitchen to find Sam playing with John while Angela was preparing some bacon. It smelt delicious and he would try to keep his last day in mind for his eternity in Hell.

Angela turned around. " Awww Honey, you' re already awake! I wanted to surprise you and bring you the breakfast in bed." She winked at him.

He smiled. He knew exactly what she meant by « breakfast » He came closer gave her a kissed and whispered in her ear " Don't worry , we'll take the « breakfast » later. You know how much I like to take them with you ." She reddened and cleared her throat " Well I hope so!"

Dean put his hands on her cheeks. " Do you even know how beautiful you are when you redden?" He kissed her nose and went to the table to take John in his arms. " Hey Baby! Do you annoy your uncle Sam? Yes? Continuous then!" Sam laughed. " Don't worry I'm sure he won't be as good than his daddy to that game.! You are really the best." Dean smiled at his brother. " Well, thanks for the compliment! I worked hard to gain this level you know." Dean looked at his brother, he was going to miss this brotherly complicity. " I have to speak to you " said Dean very slowly. Sam understood right away what it was about and stopped smiling and nodded.

Dean putted John back on his basket. " Angie, I just need to talk to Sam for five minutes okay? We'll be in his room if you need us." Angela seemed intrigued by that but just smiled, she was scared to understand what was the meeting about.

When they arrived in the bedroom Dean just had time to close the door when Sam took him in his arms. " Oh Dean, I can't believe it is tonight! You can't go now I mean we still have a bit of time in front of us maybe we can find a way out. There is still hope. I can maybe try to contact other hunters maybe they've heard about a way out." Dean sat on Sam bed the eyes full of tears. " Stop it Sammy! We've already contacted all the hunters we heard about! No one knows what to do! There is no more space for hope anymore. Do you really think that I want to spend my last day running around? I just want to spend it with the people who have my heart! I want to be with the people I love that's all." Sam sat near him. "You know I want to fight it right? But I can't! I tought every night about a way to trick her but even if it works it will be too risky for the people I love. I made the choice and I have to face the consequences."

Sam started to cry " But Dean, I know you are ready to face it. But I'm not! Angie is definitely not ready and your son need you! You are the centre of our love you know".

Dean could not contained his tears anymore. " Don't you think I know that little brother? You three are all I have and just to think about spending the eternity far from you is killing me. I just wanted to grow old near my wife and see my son becoming a wonderful man but that's not going to happen! It's already to painful to think about it so please, don't try to give me hope. This hope already made my fate even more terrible to bear. You need to be objective. You need to support Angie with the baby. You have to be strong for them Sammy. They'll need you when I'm gone".

Sam could not answer, he was crying too much to do so.

Dean stood up and went to Sam wardrobe. He took a wooden box and sat back on the bed.

"What's that?" Asked Sam who was trying to dry his tears and to contain the others.

Dean opened the box. " These are letters I've written for John. One for each birthday? There is 25 letters in it and I want you to keep them and to give them for me in due course".

Sam looked at the envelopes and took one where it was written « 18 year old » on it.

Dean continued. " I've put my heart into them and I tried to express my feeling for him. I know that I'm not the best to express my feelings but I really did my best."

Sam was still looking at the envelope. "You were not good at expressing your feeling but since you are with Angie, you changed Dean. You are not the same man then you were! Her loved saved your soul bro!" He turned the letter, the envelope was not closed. " May I?" Dean nodded, his brother could honestly tell him what he thought about it.

Sam read the letter which said:

My Son,

You are a man today and I'm sorry I was not around to see you grow up, to teach you all the things that a dad is supposed to teach you. It was my only wish but life decided otherwise. I'm sure that your mum did a fantastic job with you and that you became a great young man. Your mum is an Angel son, never forget about that. Now you are an adult and I want you to know that the day I left you two was the worst. I left you but my heart is still with you and always will. You are going to go to college pretty soon because I know that for your mum education is essential and she is right! I'm sure your Uncle Sammy taught you how to drive and did all the things I wanted to do with you. I just want you to remember that I love you and your mother more than life. Please make the right choices to make your mum proud. Try to avoid to worry her. She deserves to be in peace. Listen to her and to your Uncle. They have been through a lot and they know what life is.

Have a good life Johnny,

I love you.

Dad.

Sam put the letter at the side of him. He could not believe how his brother changed. He was able to put down all his feeling. It was really ironic that after all the changes his brother became « fully human » just to lose his life! " Your letter is just… is just… I can't put words on it Dean. We can feel the love reading it. It is just great, sadly great. Nobody could have done better." Said Sam with a broken voice. " I can't believe you're trusting me with Johns' education. I swear I'll do the best I can!"

Dean was looking away. What could he say? He knew that his brother would be a better dad than he would be. Love was not enough and never has been. " I need something else from you Sam…" he cleared his throat. " I need you to take care of Angie for me. I know it's unfair but don't leave her alone. You have to protect her."

Sam seemed surprised " You don't need to ask for that Dean. I'll stay with them for as long as they need me. You know that!"

Dean shook his head. " You don't understand Sammy. I want you to help her heart to heal. She needs to find love again and I want you to help her to choose a good man."

" What?!" Said same almost shouting. " I can't do that! She'll do what she wants to do! I'll support her as long as she'll need it but I won't help her to find someone else! I'm sure she'll stay faithful to your memory and it will be creepy to push her in someone elses' arms. If she wants to meet someone in the future she will do it by herself. She doesn't need my help for that!!"

Dean smiled " I'm not trying to be funny at all but she has terrible taste in men because… let face it she choose me!! I maybe asked you too much. I just want you to make her understand that I don't want her to be sad once I'm gone. The world need her loving heart and I really don't want it to close forever tonight. That's all!"

He took his brother in his arms. " I love you Sammy. I wouldn't had another brother. You are the best little brother a guy can dream of. I just want you to …"

" Stop Dean… I don't want to say goodbye now. I can't do it please. Not just yet." Said Sam in a whisper.

Dean looked deep into his brother eyes were he could see all the love he felt for him " Okay Sammy… We don't need to do that just now…" He took a letter from his rear pocket and gave it to Sam. This is a letter for Angie. " You'll have to give it to her after my funeral." Sam nodded. " Oh by the way I have to take the breakfast with my wife now!" They both smiled. "Can you keep an eye on my son for an hour or two?"

Sam put the box back in the wardrobe and open the door." No problem Bro… Go and get her!"

Dean went in the kitchen to find Angela with their son in her arms. She was singing to him. Dean wanted to keep this scene in his mind, he knew that it would help me for becoming insane in Hell.

" Honey, I'm ready for my breakfast now" said Dean with his usual cocky way. He heard her crystalline laugher " Go first, I'll be there in a minute." said Angela with a smile.

He knew that he would have to tell her very soon but he wanted to share a last and intense moment of intimacy with her before to break her heart.