It was all over, the dust had settled, and the dawn of a new day was breaking over the horizon. There was nothing left to fight, bodies scattered across the floor of an abandoned warehouse, among the carnage stood three weary soldier's. Their shoulders slumped in exhaustion, their faces covered in grime and blood, their arms finally able to drop the weapons that had been used to defend themselves. Yet even in the faint glow of the morning light, all three sported grins so bright, so wide, so full of life and joy that they almost glowed. Azazel, Abaddon, Dick Roman, Leviathans, Eve, Lilith, Metatron, and even the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, all of their enemies destroyed. Lucifer defeated and locked in his cage for all time. The gates of hell slammed shut and locked, trapping Crowley and all his demon minions inside. The angels thrown back into heaven again, entrapped there for eternity. Purgatory closed for business for good. And God on a permanent vacation, never to return. Team Free Will had done it. They had averted multiple apocalypse's, saved the world from ending more times than they could count, their jobs were finally done. No more fighting, no more hunting, no more dying; they could finally rest.

Or so they thought...

One final fight that would change their lives, their very existence.

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"What the hell? That's it?" Dean asked while wiping his brow of grime and tucking the Colt into the back of his jeans.

Sam smiled even bigger as he bent down to tuck the demon killing knife into his boots as he looked toward his brother "I think so man"

Dean literally jumped in the air as he shouted "Sammy! We Won!" and ran towards his brother with his arms open for a hug.

Sam thumped Dean on the back in brotherly affection "We Won!"

"Hell yeah we won! Those bitches didn't stand a chance against us!"

Sam laughed heartily as the brothers broke apart "Cas? What do you think?"

Castiel turned in a slow circle as he surveyed the destruction "It's all over, there is not a demon nor an angel left on earth alive"

"Except you" Dean stated as he through an arm over his friend's shoulder.

"I won't be here much longer Dean" Castiel stated sadly as he turned his blue eyes toward the hunter.

"Cas?" Sam asked even as his brother spoke.

"What? Where are you going?" Dean dropped his one-armed hug and turned toward his friend.

"My stolen grace is almost depleted, when it's all gone..." Castiel trailed off solemnly.

"Cas...no... we'll figure something out man." Dean stated firmly.

"Dean there are no more supernatural beings in this world. We have vanquished them all. There is nothing left to save me. I'm dying and it's fine. My task is done and it's time for me to leave."

Sam looked on silently as his brother realized he was going to lose his best friend soon.

The two men stared intently at each other, emerald-green and sapphire blue eyes hold a silent conversation. Their eyes saying so much more than either man would ever be willing to voice aloud.

Castiel looked between the two men and smiled, a twinkle coming into those bottomless pits of blue. "But before I go, there is one thing I want to do. And now there is no one to stop me now."

"Whats that Cas?" Dean asked with a sad smile.

"I want to give you and Sam a gift. It will take the last of my grace to do it. This will be my gift to you both, for all that you both have sacrificed over the years."

Sam started shaking his head no "We can't let you do that Cas"

Castiel laughed "You can't stop me Sam, this is my choice."

"Are you sure Cas?" Dean asked quietly. "Wouldn't you rather hang on as long as you can?"

"I'm dying either way Dean, I want it to mean something. I don't want to just fade away in nothingness" Castiel explained to the two Winchester brothers.

Sam and Dean moved to stand shoulder to shoulder as they both watched the Angel straighten his trench coat out.

"Alright, what is it then?" Dean asked. Sam nodded along to Dean's question.

Castiel smiled dangerously and replied "Be ready to fight" and reached out and put two fingers on each of their heads.

"CAS!"

"CASTIEL!"

But it was too late Dean and Sam Winchester had been teleported away.

"Good bye my friends" Castiel whispered as he collapsed to the ground. He looked up at the slowly rising sun and chuckled weakly "Dean's going to be pissed I sent him by angel air."

And with that Castiel the Angel of Thursday exploded into a blindingly bluish white light.