So this is what you meant
when you said that you were spent?
And now it's time to build from the bottom of the pit right to the top
don't hold back
Packing my bags and giving the Academy a rain check
-'It's time' Imagine Dragons
Sam arrived the next morning pie in his hand. Castiel had shown up earlier that morning, and as far as knew he was watching TV with Dean.
Slowly he began his ascend up the staircase, to the fourth floor. He made his way through the several hallways, and eventually came upon the room number Castiel had told him.
He opened the door.
He was very aware of both sets of eyes on him. He took a seat in one of those plastic hospital chairs in the corner. The silence was making him anxious.
"Hey, Sammy!"
The overly cheery voice caused Sam to flinch. "Hey…"
"Instead of sitting there like a moose in headlights, bring me the pie," the sentence ended with Dean leading off into a harsh coughing fit. Castiel reached over, pressing the help button.
A few hours later after things settled back down, and Dean was contently eating is pie; Sam found himself in the hallway leaning against the wall with a sipping at the horrible instant coffee. He sent a few messages from his phone before heading back inside.
Dean looked up, with a weary smile, "Guess you finally got that family you wanted, huh, Sammy."
FLASHBACK- December 10th, 2014
Eight hours after Dean had murdered four men. Sam found himself driving to the only person he had left; Amelia.
One hour later he found himself sitting in Cas's car in front of her house. Two minutes later he was knocking on her door. He could hear Riot bark, it only made him feel worse about the choice he was making. When she opened the door, his mind went to Dean…
This is actually what he did when Sam himself had said yes to Lucifer and jumped into the cage. He went to a former lover.
"Sam? What are you doing here?" She sounded concerned, but irritated.
His eyes swelled with tears, it was incredible to hear her voice. "Sam?"
He embraced her, and she reluctantly held him. "Sam, what's wrong?"
"Dean- He's- Oh my god!" For the first time since Metatron had killed Dean, he cried.
"Yeah, okay, Sam why don't you come in…"
END FLASHBACK
Sam stilled, and his coffee started to fall from his hands, before Castiel somehow reached over and caught it. He mouthed a thank you, at the angel. He set the coffee on the table beside the hospital bed. Taking a seat in a chair against the wall, he nervously twisted his wedding ring around on finger.
"Who's that wife of yours?" Dean asked with a gentle tone he normally only used around close friends such as Castiel and Jo.
"Amelia." Sam was dying to get out of the room it was suffocating.
Dean raised an eyebrow, "wasn't she married?" Sam shook his head, "Yes, and then no. But it wasn't because of me."
Dean waved a hand in Sam's general direction, "Anyways, got any kids?"
"Yes, a daughter, Ellen."
"Huh, that's nice? What about you Cas?" Cas flinched and turned away from the TV, "What about me?" he asked with the intense confusion face.
"What'd you end up doing the past 4 years?"
"Oh, well I um got an apartment; next to Sam's actually. Claire and I got jobs and that's how it went on for the next 3 years...then Metatron showed up and blew himself up in the process of killing Claire."
FLASHBACK- July 14th, 2015
"Crowley what are you doing?" Dean hissed at the Demon.
Crowley was currently engraving sigils and signs up his own arm. "Dean, the cure requires a Demons soul…" Meg's eyes went wide, and she pointed the angel blade at Crowley, "Hey, Boss man that's not a good idea!"
"Well, I've got no other ideas!" Crowley's thick Scottish accent was spilling from his mouth.
The king conjured flames from his hand, igniting the circle around him in fire. That was the cure.
'An angelic ring of fire must be ignited with a demon. The infected must bleed onto the fire, and the demon will come to rest. The mark will cease to exist.'
"Hurry, squirrel and bleed on the fire!"
Dean slit his wrist, and held is over the flames. Crowley gripped his chest as the blood fell causing the fire to be further enraged. The fire spread to towards the middle of the circle, and the last thing Dean heard was the Demon's cries and screams. All that was left was a perfect red carnation.
Everything went black.
END FLASHBACK
He stared down at the plate in his hands. He looked up at Sam and Castiel.
"You know what, Crowley gave me something. Can you hand me that book on the table over there," the former hunter pointed to a leather bond composition book. Sam reached over picked it up, and placed it his brothers hands.
Dean flipped through the pages until he came upon the desired one; he pulled the red carnation from the page, slowly dying, each day the faded red prettier in its own way.
I don't ever wanna let you down
I don't ever wanna leave this town
'Cause after all the city never sleeps at night.
It's time to begin, isn't it?
I get a little bit bigger than this, I'll admit
I'm just the same as I was
Now don't you understand that I'm never changing who I am.
A/n- so all the sudden my computer got stuck on capslock ooopss.
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