Chapter Twenty Six
The funeral fire burned bright against the night sky. The three Winchester children stood silently. Nothing needed to be said, they were all feeling the loss. Tears flowed down all three faces, as the smoke wafted over them. They stayed, watching, until the fire has burned down to embers. Even then, no one seemed to want to move or speak. Justice had been served, but it could never bring John back. Finally, Delia wiped her eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry dad. I'm sorry that I didn't believe you." Then she dissolved into tears again, and clung to Sam's shoulder.
Dawn was approaching before any of them had any inclination to leave. The crying has long since ceased. A person can only cry for so long before the grief becomes too much for even that small gesture. Tentatively, Sam spoke, "I think it's about time that we got out of here."
Dean nodded, and Delia pulled away from him. She tried to grin, eyes still red. "You know I heard about this great gig in Colorado. It's a paying job and everything."
Dean looked shocked. "Are you actually suggesting that we work together, as a team?"
She punched him playfully on the shoulder. "Well sport, someone has to make sure you two don't get yourselves killed." She grabbed the Impala's keys from him, and headed for the car. Maybe working with these two wouldn't be so bad. In fact, they were beginning to grow on her. And since they had just lost John, she felt that she owed it to them to at least give it a shot. Most likely they would drive each other crazy and she would take off on her own again eventually. But you never know, and besides she needed to stick around and give Sam a hand. His visions were nothing to quibble about, although he had no idea that she knew. He could have guessed though, it was her gift after all, sensing other's powers. And both boys knew that. So she had known about his powers immediately, but didn't want to say anything just yet. She could probably help him figure out some things. The Impala pulled away from John's makeshift funeral with the three Winchesters chatting a little solemnly, headed toward whatever destiny awaited them. The End!
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