Dean took Chuck and dragged Him outside. He was no murderer, he had no plans to kill God. God may have erased everything, but was weak now. However, getting revenge was something he always dreamed of.
He shoved Chuck in the backseat of the Impala. Chuck had His hands in handcuffs and a literal bag over His head. He was wondering if His Book had this as a ending. When Dean started the car, He wondered where Dean was taking Him.
"Where are we going?"
"Shut up."
They drove for an hour. Chuck knew every area on Earth, hell He created it. He knew exactly where they were. He knew this spot. It would make a perfect burial ground. He just wished He payed off His rent and bills at the clinic. He hated being in debt. Once the car stopped, Chuck listened to Dean's next order. What Dean said next surprised Chuck.
Dean sighed. He wanted nothing more than to seek revenge. But now that he has his Greatest Enemy, the desire for blood waned. He remembered how kind Chuck was when they first met. What happened?
"Why?"
"Honestly, I don't know. I turned my favorites into cheap toys." No way Chuck was telling Dean the truth.
"You had us running around like rats in a maze." Dean remembered everything. His mom dying, then his dad's obsession with revenge. Him and Sam never having a normal life. Jessica, Lisa. Both Sam and Dean lost so much. Then what happened the last fifteen years. He lost Cas, his best friend. Then his own life. Then he woke up down here again. Dean didn't remember anything.
"That wasn't you at the barn."
"Like a cheap toy. Did I ever have Free Will?"
"Yes. You chose to take off. You bought another car. It wasn't the same car, but you didn't want to make Sam suspicious. You desired for revenge, so I created a clone. Dean. You dreamt about Heaven. But your time isn't here yet. You have a choice. It's up to you to do what to do with it."
Dean didn't know what to say. He was alive. He looked at his rearview mirror. Chuck was breathing in His mask.
"Dean."
"What."
"Never mind."
"Blurt it out." Dean had no more patience.
Sigh. "What Castiel said to you..."
"Seriously?! Can a guy EVER have privacy?"
"Sorry. I didn't write that."
"I miss Cas. I miss him everyday. That sacrifice. You didn't write that."
"No. He had his own free will."
Dean closed his eyes. He loved Cas, but like a brother. He was touched, but he couldn't return Castiel's feelings.
"Why do You care."
"You needed someone. I thought sending Castiel to you would be enough."
Castiel. Other than Sam, he was Dean's best friend. For a stiff angel, he was a huge softie. Bobby told Dean he was alive, he was with Jack. But even if Cas was standing in front of him, Dean wouldn't know what to say.
Chuck just sat there. He wondered when Castiel started having those feelings. He knew His angels fell in love, but even though Dean treated Castiel like shit, Castiel always forgave him. Cas always knew, he could never have Dean like that. Even if Cas had a female vessel, it wouldn't be any different.
"What about You. Chuck."
"Me?"
"Why did You go out of Your way?"
Because I love you. But Chuck never said that. He couldn't.
"I wanted you strong. I wanted you to win. I think I took it too far. I either made you too perfect or too invisible."
Dean chuckled. Chuck, He still sounded the same.
"What should I do with You." Dean looked around. They were in middle of the woods somewhere. This beach. It was nearly identical to the last place they met.
Soon both were watching the sunset.
"I never get tired of watching the sun setting. I been to My other worlds, but this sunset. It was always My favorite." Both were sipping beers.
Dean took a long sip. They been talking for hours. Chuck, as a ordinary Guy, He wasn't that bad. Dean laughed at His jokes, Chuck was fascinated by Dean's storytelling.
It was kinda romantic. Chuck was tempted to take Dean's hand, but He knew He'll get punched. He just held on to His bottle.
"I'm hungry. Let's eat."
"I can snap up burgers and beer."
"I have sandwiches. But I'll take the beer."
It was hours later. Dean discovered to his horror he liked Chuck. But more than just drinking buddies. Chuck was throwing rocks at the lake. Dean blushed thinking of what Chuck lips would feel like against his. He looked at his phone. According to Palz, Sam and Eileen are engaged. Good for them. Dean was tempted to call Sam, but he didn't. Dean was alone. But looking at Chuck, maybe he didn't have to be.
Chuck silently apologized to the fish. There were no mosquitoes, He sent them away. He wanted Dean comfortable. He didn't care for those things, Lucifer made them as a act of defiance against his Father. Michael made dragonflies as revenge. His kids. Chuck knew they were sleeping. Maybe He can bring them back. Especially Gabriel. He always loved playing. Chuck jumped as He felt Dean's hand.
"Lord. Chuck. God. Whatever You call Yourself. Does it matter who You love?"
"No. I love everything and everyone." That was the truth.
"Equally?"
"Yes. Michael didn't need to do his advertising. I meant what I said, you are all My children."
"Children don't kiss their parents."
Chuck looked sharply at Dean.
"What do you mean?''
"Just kiss me already."
Rob blushes at the scene he just wrote. He was debating on writing a sex scene, but decided not to. Just a fade in black scene would be enough. He had his private diary, it wouldn't be seen by anyone's eyes but his.
Chuck and Dean kissed underneath the stars. Dean was holding Chuck as they kissed.
"Mmm." Chuck dated his clone, but this Dean, he was the one. He held Dean closer.
"God." As Dean pulled away. Wow.
"Yes?"
"That was just a expression. Chuck, get in the Impala. Don't bother with any clothes."
