Sam wrapped an arm around Jess again. Bobby and John were still talking to Dean and Charlie and Kevin had migrated to their own corner of the room and were gesticulating wildly whilst keeping their voices down to a whisper.

"If you had a chance to come back with me, would you?" he asked.

She glanced up at him, smiling sadly. "In a heartbeat."

Sam blinked heavily, running a hand over his eyes. "I miss you so much. Every day."

"I know," she murmured. "I miss you too but you can't never find someone else again. You need to settle down, get married. Your out of the hunter life now, it would be completely fine with me if you went and married someone else."

Sam shook his head, failing at suppressing tears. "I can't do that."

"You can," Jess said, turning him to be was facing her and leaning against his chest. "Just breathe and calm down Sam, it's okay. You'll get over me when you meet someone else. Just calm down." Her voice was soft and gentle, the same she had used whenever Sam had been worried out a test or those days before the job interview he had never attended.

Sam pressed his lips to her hair, mumbling, "what would I do without you?"

She smiled slightly. "Crash and burn." Their old jibe, while they were together it had been the question Sam had asked almost everyday and everyday she had given him the same answer.

Crash and burn.

Chuck sat down in the Winchesters table, facing Lucifer and Gabriel. Nobody spoke for a long moment.

"Well," Lucifer said. "You're back. Planning a trip up to Heaven any time soon?"

Chuck sighed tiredly. "Perhaps. I haven't made any plans quite yet however, I do need to visit Sam and Dean."

Gabriel snorted. "Obviously." He flicked a glance at Lucifer who raised his eyebrows in a very 'well no shit' way.

"Gabriel," Chuck said, snapping attention back to Him. "You and Lucifer each have a wish, you earned them."

Without a moment hesitation, Gabriel said, "safe passage for us in Heaven, no Angels trying to rip out throats out because it is widely known both of us have redeemed ourselves."

Lucifer closed his mouth looking annoyed. "You literally just took mine!" he said with faux-rage.

"Oh sorry Princess," Gabe retaliated.

Chuck chuckled. "I can do that Gabriel," he said quietly. "Lucifer?"

Lucifer sat back, thinking for a minute. His mind was black, not knowing what he wanted. "How about...hmm... We can visit the Angels who have died in whatever realm they have, just Cassie, Gabe, and me though. We can go whenever we want and visit our deceased brothers and sisters."

God raised an eyebrow. "Interesting choice," He commented. "It is done. Now, I must go see to the Winchesters so, I'll see you both again."

Gabriel leaned back as his Father disappeared. "Well," he said. "Daddy's back."

Lucifer snorted. "Heaven is gonna rip him apart."

"Like Hell," the Archangel said. "Those sheep are going to run back to their Shepard and let Him back in with minimal problems."

"But we've redeemed ourselves them," Lucifer said, changing the subject. After all this time, he was redeemed. No more hate, no more killing. It felt ethereal.

"We did brother, we did."

Dean had returned to Cas's side. He was looking well, color returned to his face and his hands were no longer shaking. "How much mojo's left?" he asked.

"Enough to get us all back," Cas said. He fiddled with the hem of his trench coat awkwardly. Dean noticed but didn't comment.

"You feel okay?" he asked.

Cas nodded. "But shaky but overall, perfectly fine."

Dean raised his eyebrows. "You sure?"

Cas glared at him, a glare that made Dean's heart expand and caused him to smile. "I'm sure Dean."

"Okay," Dean murmured. "Okay."

"Hey Dean," Sam said, appearing behind his older brother.

Dean turned around. "Hey, everything good?"

Sam nodded. "Just was going over to talk with Charlie and Kevin." He looked sad and guilty at the prospect but when his gaze landing on Charlie, who appeared to be lecturing Kevin on something and talking over him, it lit up.

"How's Jess?" Cas asked softly.

Sam sighed. "She's good. How are you, Cas?"

Cas forced a smile. "I talked to your mother, she's very kind."

Sam cleared his throat. "Nice, I'm gonna, uh, yeah." He walked off to where Charlie and Kevin sat.

Dean watched him go, a sad look on his face. "I wish there was some way they could stay together," he said softly, heart aching for his brother.

Cas nodded, unconsciously leaning against Dean. "There may be a way," he said, sitting up. Dean glanced at him in confusion.

"What do you mean?"

Cas let a smile unfurl on his lips. "I mean God."

Sam awkwardly sat down beside Kevin. "Hey," he said softly.

Kevin grinned at him. "I'm not mad, you know that right?"

Charlie sighed. "Sam," she began. "Can you just stop blaming yourself for once? I chose this, I chose to try and save Dean, I knew that it would be dangerous."

Sam closed his eyes for a long second. He felt his heart breaking inside his chest, shattering like glass. He didn't deserve this forgiveness. "I'm sorry," he whispered. "Kevin...I-I killed you."

"Actually," Kevin said. "Unless you and Dean are lying and you secretly an Angel, then it wasn't technically you who killed me...you aren't secretly an Angel right?"

Sam smiled at that. "I'm not," he promised. "So, you two are getting along?" He glanced between Charlie and Kevin.

Charlie nodded. "He's a cool guy, got some really weird stories about you and Dean." She wiggled her eyebrows and laughed at Sam's look of confusion. "I'm kidding Sam!"

He chuckled. "I wish there was a way to bring you back," he said, the happiness falling off his face.

Kevin picked at a stray thread on his shirt and Charlie shot him a death glare for ducking out of the conversation. "Sometimes I wish that too," she said. "But everything happens for a reason, right?" Sam felt his chest ache at the smile she was trying so hard to keep up despite her eyes watering.

"Again I'm so-"

"She'll hit you if you finish that sentence," Kevin noted, glancing up.

Sam closed his mouth and Charlie nodded, satisfied. "How many more times do I have to slam this through your giant head, it's not your fault, you have nothing to be sorry for."

"Okay..." Sam said slowly. For some reason the times they told him it wasn't his fault made him feel better, made him feel like, perhaps, he shouldn't hold himself responsible. It brought a warm, happy feeling to his heart, one he had not felt in a long time.

"Sammy," Dean said, suddenly standing behind him. "Hey."

"Yeah?" Sam asked, looking over his shoulder at his brother. "Everything good?"

"I dunno. Hey Kevin, Charlie," he said, acknowledging the other two.

"What is it?"

Dean closed his eyes. "I don't think Cas is going to be strong enough to get us back."

Charlie's eyes widened. "What?" she and Kevin asked at the same time.

Sam glanced at them. "Why?" he said, turning back to Dean.

"Have you seen him?" Dean exclaimed. "He's resting right now, Mom's talking with him. But man, he looks like crap still."

"Dean, it your idea to let him do this."

"So?" Dean asked, shocked. "He's your friend!"

Charlie glanced nervously between the two, then at Kevin. "Okay," she mouthed to him.

Kevin shrugged. "Let's move over here," he mouthed back, tilting his head towards another chair.

Charlie nodded. "Good idea."

Sam sighed. "You let him do this, it doesn't have enough to get us back..."

"I let him do this because, unless you haven't realized yet, this is the Angel who needs to feel like he's helping us or he'll go off and do God knows what! That's why he worked with Crowley, opened Purgatory, why he let Lucifer out!" Dean shook his head angrily.

"I know!" Sam retaliated. "Listen, I like Cas, okay? He's family to me, but all I'm saying is this one is entirely on you, yeah, I could have tried to convince him otherwise but you were dead set on having him take us."

"I know this one, like many others, is on me, okay? I know! I was just telling you that I have to either find a way to boost his mojo or we're gonna be stuck her a while. According to Cas it's been five earth-days already." Dean started to turn away but Sam grabbed his arm. "What, Sam?"

"You just turned this into an 'I've-done-a-few-things-wrong-but-I'm-laying-more-blame-on-myself-discreetly-just-so-I-can-subtly-put-myself-down-without-people-realizing' thing!"

"No I didn't!"

"Yes you did."

Just as Dean opened his mouth, a bright light filled the room, blinding and hot, and he instinctively moved to shield Sam from whatever it was.