Before Dean even opened his eyes, he felt Sam's arms pushing him. "You good?" Sam asked, their previous argument forgotten.

Dean shook himself off. "I'm good, you?"

"Yeah." Sam pushed himself off the chair Dean had practically shoved him into.

Dean straightened up to look around. Everyone was silent and the Chuck was standing in front of the room, tall and strangely majestic. Dean's widened as they made contact with Cas, who mouthed 'God.'

"Hey guys," Chuck said, glancing over at Sam and Dean.

Sam looked like a fish, mouthing at the air and unable to say anything. He stared at Chuck with an expression of awe and shock.

Dean stood up fully and walked forward. "What the fuck, God?" he exclaimed. "You never told us?"

"No..." Chuck said. "If I had told you it would have ruined the story. And also, call me Chuck. 'God' makes me uncomfortable."

Dean shook his head. "Okay then 'Chuck'. Maybe you can explain why the Hell you put Sam and me through actual Hell? Maybe you can explain all the wars started in your name or the children who died every damn day! Maybe you can explain the Apocalypse!"

"You're angry," Chuck noted. "You have a right to be."

Dean burst out into full shouting. "HELL YES I HAVE A RIGHT TO BE PISSED! SAM WAS SIX MONTHS OLD AND YOU LET OUR MOTHER DIE! YOU LET US BE RAISED HOW WE WERE AND YOU LET JESS BURN THE SAME WAY MOM DIED! YOU LET MY DAD SELL HIS SOUL SO I'D SURVIVE ONLY TO HAVE SAM CHOOSE RUBY, A DEMON, OVER ME AND I WATCHED HIM DIE AND BECOME CONTAMINATED WITH DEMON BLOOD! YOU HAD ME WATCH SAM DIE AND SELL MY SOUL AND BE RIPPED TO SHREDS BY HELLHOUNDS AND SUFFER FORTY YEARS IN HELL, HAD ME BREAK THE FIRST SEAL AND HAVE AN ANGEL BREAK ME OUT! YOU HAD SAM AND ME RELEASE LUCIFER AND YOU HAD CAS GIVE UP EVERYTHING FOR US AND YOU HAD SAM JUMP IN THE DAMN CAGE AND COME BACK SOULLESS AND IF THAT WASN'T ENOUGH WAS IT? YOU MADE CAS TRY AND BE YOU AND DIE, RELEASING TO LEVIATHAN WHICH KILLED BOBBY! YOU MADE SAM START TO GO INSANE WITH LUCIFER BUT OF COURSE YOU DID MORE, MADE CAS TAKE THE INSANITY, MADE US BOTH GET STUCK IN PURGATORY AND MADE ME LEAVE HIM! AND ALL ALONG YOU NEVER HAD ANY IDEA OF HOW FUCKING PAINFUL THAT WAS!"

Sam moved forward to try calm Dean down. "Dean-" he started, slightly frightened at how angry his brother was.

"Sammy, stay there," Dean snapped, he turned back to God. "YOU'VE PUT US THROUGH THE RINGER OVER AND OVER AND ALL WE GET OUT OF IT IS PAIN WND HEARTBREAK! YOU HAD US MEET KEVIN AND FIND THE TABLET, YOU CREATED THE TRIALS THAT ALMOST KILLED MY BROTHER AND MADE SURE THAT IT WAS NEVR EZEKIEL BUT GADREEL AND THATS WHY KEVIN DIED! WHEN ABBADON WAS RELEASED YOU MADE IT SO THERE WAS NO OTHER CHOICE TO TAKE THE MARK AND THEN YOU HAD METATRON KILL ME AND TURN ME INTO A FUCKING DEMON AND I HURT PEOPLE, KILLED THEM! YOU HAD SAM, ROWENA, CAS, CROWLEY, AND CHARLIE TRY AND CURE ME OF HE MARK AND CHARLIE DIED AND YOU MUST HAVE KNOWN THAT WHEN THE MARK WAS REMOVED YOUR FUCKING SISTER WOULD BE RELEASED AND YOU NEVER ONCE STEPPED IN TO HELP US OUT! YOU LET CAS TAKE LUCIFER AND YOU LET AMARA KILL HIM AND YOU DECIDED TO NOT ONLY HAVE ME KILL AMARA BUT TO HAVE ME DIE RIGHT AFTER! AND YOU BROUGHT ME BACK AND DAMNIT, I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW IF I WANTED TO GO BACK! AND YOU SHOVED CAS IN EDEN AND BRAINWASHED HIM A-FREAKING-GAIN! THEN ONCE I FINALLY GOT HIM BACK YOU KILLED HIM, YOU ARE A SADISTIC MONSTER, DOESN'T MATTER THAT EVERY TIME ONE OF UD THREE DIES YOU BRING US BACK BECAUSE SOMETIMES THAY JUST MORE PAINFUL SO I SWEAR IF YOU SAY ANYTHING ALONG THE LINES OF "GOD WORKS IN MYSTERIOUS WAYS" I WILL FIND A WAY TO END YOU! I KILLED YOUR SISTER AND I'M SURE I CAN KILL YOU!" Dean was crying now, he felt tears running down his face and his hands were shaking and he felt his legs start to give out so he staggered into a chair, feeling all eyes following him.

Sam was by his side in seconds. "It's okay Dean," he whispered, holding his brother against him while Dean forced himself to take calming breaths and let his hands fist Sam's shirt. "It's alright. Deep breaths."

Dean let himself relax against his brother, felt his entire body trembling despite his efforts to still it. "Thanks Sammy," he whispered.

Sam laughed softly. "You didn't leave anything for me to say," he murmured.

Dean didn't answer, felt Cas's hand on his upper arm, hand on the exact spot where the handprint scorched into his flesh but despite all his love for the Angel what he needed right now was his brother and Cas seemed to understand that. He went and stood over by Charlie and Kevin who both looked like they wanted to make a move but refrained from doing so.

Sam kept up the constant string of consolation and calming words while Dean tried and failed at regulating his breathing. "Okay," Sam finally whispered. He gently pressed Deans hand to his own chest. "Feel how I'm breathing? Mirror that."

Dean felt a new sob in his throat, knowing exactly when, why, and who Sam learned this from. Sam had been twelve, Dean had been sixteen. It was after his first salt and burn and the kid had been terrified so Dean had knelt to his height and put one of Sam's hands over his heart and told him to match his breathing. The car ride back, Sam had fallen asleep leaning on Dean, still matching his breathing.

"Thanks Sammy," Dean whispered again, finally starting to regulate his breaths with his brothers.

"Anytime," Sam said softly. "Dude, you just yelled at God."

A choked laugh left Dean's lips. "Been wanting to do that since forever."

"I'm sure." Sam rubbed small circles into Dean's back as he felt him start to relax and the shaking lessen. "You feel better?"

"Not really," Dean whispered.

"Take as long as you need."

Mary stood in the far back. She watched as Sam held his older brother up against him, an almost hug, and gently spoke to him. Love exploded in her heart for her boys, even after all this time, thirty plus years, they stayed together, they helped one another.

John was watching her with an expression of slight concern and only then did she realize she was crying silently. "I'm alright," she said in the quietest voice she could.

He put an arm around her. "These boys," he whispered. "They grew up alright."

"Not the way I would have wanted but they did," she agreed. "Bobby gets credit there."

Bobby grinned at them, his eyes were full of tears. "Those idjits did alright."

AN: Hope you enjoyed so far! I know I keep saying that I'll finish this up soon but I'm a total liar because I cannot wrap this up, sorry if it's getting annoying at all! Thanks and enjoy!