Hey guys! Sorry it took so long to get this up, high school sucks sometimes. Anyway, this is the last chapter in this one, and the sequel is almost done! :) Comments are always welcome, but not nessary. Thanks guys for sticking with me! :D Next one should be up soon!

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Castiel was dying.

He felt no pain now thought; ten minutes after he was stabbed. At first it had hurt though. It was sharp and stung and burned all at the same time, but now… now it almost felt like he was floating.

He opened his eyes, not remembering when he had closed them, and there, right above him was the one person that meant everything to him. The person he had betrayed heaven for. The sweet-but-broken man that with eyes as green as any forest on the earth. The man of which had so many freckles, Cas could never count them all. The man that had stabbed him.

Dean Winchester.

"Dean?" He managed to get out between the blood and pain.

"Oh god Cas. What- what did I do? I'm so-" He took a deep breath as tears slid down his face. "I'm so sorry Cas."

Cas looked upon him a bit sadly. He did not want to leave this man. The man that had finally taught him what it was like to be human; to feel emotions. "I'm...ok...Dean." He said, trying to find Dean's hand with his own. Dean, realising what he was trying to do, grabbed his hand and squeezed it tight.

"Cas," He said, looking the smaller man (angel) up and down. "Cas come on can't die on me now. Come on. Heal yourself up."

Sam sat off to the side and watched as his older brother showed more emotion than he had since they were kids. An angle blade was lethal to an angle, and they both knew it. Cas didn't have much more time to be with them.

Dean," Cas said. "Can you… pull-"

"Ya Cas. Ya." Dean interrupted. "On the count of three."

"One."

"Two."

"Three!"

On three he gripped the hilt in his hands a pulled up. Cas made the most inhuman scream, his back arching up, but as he came down from the wave of pain he only felt relief. "Thankyou." He panted.

Dean just nodded. "Cas, I just want you to know-"

"I already know Dean." He interrupted. "I-I love you to."

Dean smiled a watery smile and gripped his hand tighter. Then, after a moment of hesitation, he leaned down and put his lips on Castiel's slightly bloodied ones. The kiss was soft and tender and hesitant, but barely returned as Cas' strength was fading fast. They both had tears on their faces and Dean gently wiped away the one's on Cas' face.

"I'll get you back Castiel. I promise."

Cas slowly shook his head. "It's ok." He said, but Dean just shook his head. "You have to let me go Dean. I can't be at peace knowing that you might join me too early, or that I would have to live without you." Dean continued to shake his head, not accepting the words. "My dying wish, Dean, is that you let me go and move on. Find someone else, have a kid, settle down. Pl-please Dean."

"Thankyou." Sam said suddenly. He realized that the angle was as close to death as he was ever going to get, and he felt like he should thank him for everything he had done before he went. "Thank You for everything."

Cas nodded at him. Then he felt a weight in his stomach drop and started pushing Dean away with the last bit of strength he had. But Dean, the stubborn idiot that he was, fought him.

"Cas. Cas no. Please. It's ok. I know what's going to happen. It's ok. I'm ok. Just-" He took a deep, shuddering breath. "Just let go. I-I got y-you."

Having Dean's permission, Castiel let go. He vaguely registered Sam moving away from him, but Dean stayed right by his side. As his eyes closed, he felt Dean's lips on his own…..Then nothing.

The End…..