Summary: Deans dead, Sam's dead, and its the final episode. Castiel writes Dean a letter talking about his thoughts on the situation.
S'pose its kinda Destiel, but more bromance than romance (:
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So here we are my friend, the final episode. Oh the memories we have. It's been what? Nearly 4 seasons now? I suppose its kind of too late now, to tell you about mediocre things, like my earlier life, what earth used to look lke, the feeling you human used to induce in me with your beautiful, shambled lives. I guess the time for such stories has passed.
I'm sorry I couldn't save you my friend. This time, I think you're dead for good. I know you have a habit of finding a way to come back, I have a feeling that it wont be this time.
You used to say that death was the only thing that was coming for you, and you'd die with a gun in your hand. I can, and could always tell you, that both were untrue. You died with a glass of whiskey in your left hand and my hand in the other. It was your choice, death never came for you, you met him with welcome arms and a smirk on your damn face.
Even in death, nothing phased you, nothing make you sad, not on the outside. That was one of the most beautiful things about you I suppose, and about humans in general. You all go through life, and things hurt you, you get knocked down, you're teased and beaten, and you're constantly told you can't do 'this' and you can't do 'that,' and you humans take it in your stride you keep going, walking, and walking, because that how you survive, like an own personal war.
I have one final thing to ask of you, you once before visited where you go when your mortal day come to an end, you know what comes next. Go there, find your mum, find your dad, find Sammy, find Ellen, and Jo, and Bobby, and Ash, and you hold on to them, you hold on tight. You deserve that much, you deserve happiness, for once. You deserve never-ending happiness, hope and compassion, because you showed it to me when I needed it the most.
You rescued me in more ways than one Dean, it'd be selfish of me not to thank you. So I thank you, for my freedom, for opening my eyes, for sowing me that things didn't have to be regimented and consistent and most of all you showed me what love was, you were like family to me from the moment I pulled your from Hell. And knowing the love and belonging of a family, be it dysfunctional and wayward, changed me and made me a better person, both in my servitude to my father and the protection of the people your fought so hard to protect.
Enjoy heaven, Dean. I know you never thought you'd get there but I assure you it is where you belong.
Life without you, brother, will be uneventful and less interesting.
The final episode, lets make your funeral a beautiful one. It doesn't equate to what yore worth. But its the best we can do.
I'll remember you,
Cas