Chapter Thirty – Epilogue
Sam kicked the soccer ball hard and it flew quickly in between Dean's legs. He let out a grunt before chasing after the ball. Younger Sam and John ran side by side as they chased after the ball as well. Younger Dean turned his head different sides to see which way he should be heading.
Younger Amy, sitting afar by a tree, waved her hands in the air and yelled, "Wooo!"
The teenager, along with Amy and Missouri, were sitting down on a red-black checkered blanket. Plastic containers were out filled with grapes and apples. Amy stuck a grape in her mouth and laughed when both Deans fell onto the grass chasing after the ball.
The park wasn't as filled so it was nice to have the area to themselves. It was a familiar place for Sam, Dean and Amy.
Younger Dean struggled to get up and then his Future self helped him up.
Dean rolled his eyes and whined, "We should definitely play football."
Younger Dean nodded: "Dido."
Dean, in jeans and a white T-shirt, turned slowly toward the direction the girls were sitting. He winked at the Amys and playfully bowed his head to Missouri. Then he left to continue the game.
John and Younger Sam were kicking the ball between themselves when the others joined in to start a new game.
"Boys," Younger Amy rolled her eyes.
Amy nodded. "Dido."
Missouri laughed and clapped her hands when she realized the Deans were fighting over some sort of position in their new game.
"Well," Missouri sighed happily. "It's been a very interesting vacation for you three, hasn't it?"
Amy turned slightly and shrugged. "Lots of excitement. At least it ended well."
"We have Sammy back, that's all I care about," Younger Amy muttered as she ate an apple.
Missouri tilted her head as she watched the men engage in their competitive game. John seemed to take a break and became the referee. The game was now between the Sams and the Deans.
Amy laughed and sighed. "Good to have things good." She turned to her Younger self. "How are the parents?"
Younger Amy sighed and explained, "Not too happy that I was involved with the kidnapping. I swore to them that John tried to not involve me – I told them it was mostly my fault. I'm kind of grounded, but we're working it out."
Amy grinned and turned back to the game.
The Sams ran a hand through their hair at the exact same time while the Deans were deciding on whether or not to remove their sweaty shirts.
Missouri stared at Amy and asked softly, "Things well with Dean?"
Amy smiled and turned to the psychic. "Yes. We're saving the relationship talk for another time. We can wait."
"And you're not worried…"
She turned and gave Missouri a half-smile. Amy replied, "No, I'm not worried at all."
The three females turned back and watched the game play out. Wind blew around them and the Deans apparently decided to keep their shirts on out of "respect" for the ladies. John quit being referee and joined in the game with all of his sons.
O.O.O.O.O.O.
Dean shut the back trunk of the car and turned to see John closing the house door behind him. He finished putting on his leather jacket as he walked around the vehicle.
Missouri, Younger Amy, Younger Dean, and Younger Sam waited patiently in the yard as Sam, Amy, and Dean piled everything back into the car.
"So everything is going to be the way it should be?" Younger Amy asked oddly. "Like…basically none of this happened?"
Missouri explained: "Oh, all of this happened…we just won't remember…a part of us will…but things have to play out."
Amy nodded in agreement and smiled at the four. John joined the line and stared at Amy with a large grin.
"I'm proud of you Aimes," John smiled. "'Proud of you Amy."
She smiled and opened her arms for John to scoop her up in a warm embrace. Amy kissed John's scratchy cheek and the two pulled away slowly.
"You're a great father, the best I've ever known," Amy whispered into his ear.
John smiled at her and then set her free.
Dean and Sam joined Amy's side as they all stared at the group.
Amy walked over and hugged Missouri. Before pulling apart, Missouri whispered, "It's okay darling. Tobias will be fine. Stop worrying."
She grinned and Amy responded softly, "Thank you."
The two psychics departed and the Amys, Deans, and Sams now faced each other.
"Thanks," all six of them said together, and they all laughed. The boys shook hands while the Amys exchanged a quick hug.
Dean and Sam moved away from their Past selves and turned to John.
The older Winchester smiled and reached his hands out. Sam and Dean reached out and each shook their father's hand. Surprisingly, John pulled them closer to him and the three embraced each other in a tight hug.
"I'm proud of you boys," John whispered.
Sam and Dean smiled to themselves and they pulled away.
The three continued to stare at each other and Missouri said aloud, "You three take care now, you hear?"
"We hear," Dean replied annoyingly.
Missouri shot Dean a look but then smiled.
Sam and Dean took one last glance at John and the others. They headed toward the opened car doors and Sam let Amy slide inside first. She waved at the others and climbed into the center. Sam got into the driver's side while Dean got into the passenger side.
The three sat patiently as Sam started the engine. They looked out and Younger Dean, Amy, and Sam were waving while Missouri and John were flashing small smiles.
Amy waved slowly as Sam pulled the Impala out of the driveway.
The three continued to stare back at the familiar house. The familiar faces. Everything seemed the same to them.
Sam kept his focus on the road then. He relaxed in his torn jeans and black T-shirt. Amy sat comfortable in between the Winchester brothers in jeans and a dark blue halter top. Dean removed the leather jacket, finding the weather warm, and smoothly rested his arm around Amy.
O.O.O.O.O.O.
They had driven an hour out of town and through the country side. It wasn't long before they came to the main road, the road where they had hit the NOW ENTERING LAWRENCE, KANSAS sign.
The Impala stopped dead in the middle of the road, its tires squealing against the pavement.
Several yards down the road, Dean, Amy, and Sam gazed upon the portal.
The portal was the same rectangular-shape as it had been before. Black and blue lightening bolts dashed within the portal and contained different swirling lights.
"There it is…" Amy noted calmly.
"There it is…" Sam repeated.
Dean sighed and took in a deep breath. He reached over and pulled the seatbelt over him and Amy together. Sam did the same.
"Brace yourselves…" Sam warned before his foot pressed against the gas pedal hard.
And so the Impala took off speeding down the road, heading straight toward the ominous fog.
Amy leaned her head back slightly as the car came closer to the portal. Dean kept a firm grip around her shoulders.
Sam kept his hands firmly on the wheel and then braced himself as they all felt the car enter the portal.
It was like they were caught in a whirlpool again. The car seemed to be spinning even though it wasn't really moving at all. Lights and bolts flashed everywhere around them. The three remained calm in their seats.
O.O.O.O.O.O.
The Impala flew out of the portal quickly and luckily it didn't crash into anything.
Sam stepped on the break and the car stopped abruptly sideways in the road.
They had almost hit another sign, a sign that read: EVANSTON – 67.
They each took in a deep breath.
O.O.O.O.O.O.
Evanston, Illinois…1 day later…
Dean and Amy walked out of her apartment as she closed the door behind her. The couple walked hand in hand down the hallway of the third floor. They came to the window that overlooked the parking lot and spotted Sam preparing the car for its next journey.
Amy sighed and then turned to Dean. "You guys really have to hit the road – we just got here – stay with me the night."
He shook his head regrettably. "All of this reminded us how much we really need to find our dad. I promise, we'll visit soon."
He gave her that debonair grin that Amy loved so much.
"Take care of each other, okay?" Amy asked softly.
Dean smiled and cocked his head. "Always."
Amy squeezed his hand and this brought him to pull her closer to him. Their lips were only inches away from each other.
She let out a quiet laugh and Amy asked, "Are we ever going to have a normal reunion?"
Dean shrugged. "Probably not."
Amy tilted her head up and touched Dean's face. "Good, it keeps things interesting."
"Definitely…" Dean whispered as he leaned down. Their lips met slowly and they clung to each other for a while. When they finally pulled away, Dean kissed the top of her head and reminded her: "Things will be okay. I promise. We'll keep in touch – I'll let you know about every bad thing that comes into our lives."
Amy nodded and grinned. "Be careful out there. Come back in one piece."
"I'll do that," he replied gently, and leaned down quickly to kiss her.
O.O.O.O.O.O.
Dean and Amy skipped down the stairs and met with Sam who was about to meet with them.
"I think we'll drive outa Illinois and rest at a hotel tonight," Sam suggested.
Dean nodded. "Good idea."
Amy pouted her lips and complained, "I think you guys should stay here the night. There's been too much excitement. Stay with me and watch 2006 come. You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to 2006."
The brothers laughed and nodded. Sam came up to Amy and pulled her into his arms. She buried her face into his arm and sighed.
The two friends stared at one another and Amy narrowed her eyes and said, "Call – e-mail – everything. Okay?"
Sam nodded. "Don't worry." He placed a quick kiss on her forehead. "And get some rest, will ya?"
"I will," Amy replied softly. The two exchanged a secretive smile and pulled away.
Dean took Amy back into his arms again. He stroked her brown-red hair and lifted her chin with his finger. "Be good."
"You too," Amy whispered back and she leaned up to kiss him on the lips. They pulled apart slowly and Dean squeezed her hand before forcing himself to get into the car.
Dean got into the driver's side this time and smiled at Amy as he got into the car. Sam gave Amy a small wave before he climbed in too.
Amy waved tiredly as the Impala once again began its way out of the parking lot. She blew a kiss – each to Sam and Dean and sadly gazed as the black car left the apartment parking lot.
She watched after them as they went.
Mary Winchester and Jessica appeared by Amy's side.
Mary smiled and whispered, "You did fine, Amy…"
Jessica nodded and turned to Amy gently. "Things will be okay…things will be okay…don't worry."
Amy crossed her arms over her chest and slowly smiled. "I'm not worried."
O.O.O.O.O.O.
The next morning…
Dean and Sam slept in separate hotel beds. It was near eleven o'clock. Each man felt as if he had not slept in over a week. This was true, considering they had handled a ghost/demon in North Carolina and then traveled back in time. It was finally their opportunity to get rest.
Sleeping shirtless, Dean turned to his side in bed, ignoring subconsciously that his cell phone was ringing on the nightstand in between the beds.
Sam, in a plain purple T-shirt, kept his eyes closed but mumbled tiredly, "Dean…phone…"
His brother made no move. Sam reached over, aggravated, and took the cell phone into his own hands. He rested back in bed and kept his eyes closed.
"Hello?" he asked roughly.
Suddenly Sam shot up in bed as he gasped into the phone: "Dad?"
O.O.O.O.O.O.O
A/N: Ahhh… "Time Loop" is over…! I hope you have all enjoyed! I'm sorry if it seemed like I rushed the ending parts – I was just so excited that the story was coming to a close (and sad too, of course). And yay, now I can start Part 4! I hope you have all enjoyed this and PLEASE, give me reviews/feedback/comments on the entirety of the story! Thank you all for reading and thanks for the amazing reviews! Keep an eye out for Part 4 of the Meant To Be series! Will be updated ASAP – possibly even MONDAY or TUESDAY!
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