Chapter 21
"Today I don't need a replacement, I told him what the smile on my face meant, my heart going Boom! Boom! Boom! Hey! I said you can keep my things they've come to take me home!" – Peter Gabriel (Solsbury Hill)
Everyone was in awe as God stepped forward. Dean had heard so many different descriptions of the world's most famous man, but he wasn't prepared for God to be dressed so casually. He wore jeans and red Chuck Taylor Converse, his shirt was plain blue and a red flannel covered it. His hair was wavy sort of like Sam's but not long and it was dark brown. His eyes were the color of the sun and his smile was enough to pierce through the deepest pits of Perdition.
"Father…" Cas stammered, still not believing the sight before him, long had he waited for God's return to heaven but never had he expected it to be like this. "Is it really you?"
"Yes Castiel," God smiled and nodded. "It is really me."
All the angels were dead silent; none of them could speak or even move. They all seemed as if they were either going to pass out or cry. God turned from all of them to Dean and smirked.
"Come Dean Winchester," he said, motioning for the hunter to follow him. "We have much to discuss."
Dean hesitated but then followed God through two golden doors which after he did so disappeared without a trace leaving the angels in a heated frenzy and debate.
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God walked calmly over to a table a sipped a drink of golden rays of light. He looked to Dean who looked angry mixed with shocked.
"You're God," Dean said, scoffing. "And why am I supposed to believe THAT, Cas told me you were gone, hit the road and gone."
"He was correct," God said, his voice echoing through the small room with vaulted ceilings. "I did leave for awhile, I had my reasons."
"And just what was so all fired important that you forgot about us?!" Dean yelled his expression changing to demanding and vengeful.
"You do not understand Dean Winchester," God said. "I abandon those who abandon me."
"No one I repeat NO ONE has ever abandoned you," Dean said. "Why do you think they build churches, steeples, places to pray, so people can feel you and hear you and be with you?!"
"Man has failed me time and time again," God exclaimed, he walked over to a large globe which continuously moved and rotated so he had a view of the whole world. "You don't know what it was like; creating you, making sure you'd be perfect and resist sin and temptation, but no! Man had to go and fail me, they destroyed the world once and I started over with a clean slate and tried again, they did it again and so I decided it was best if I left."
"You abandoned your creation," Dean said. "And told them to fend for themselves, damn how selfish can a man get?"
"I am not a man Dean," God replied. "I am hardly sustainable on earth, I created angels, MY children, so that I could be heard and felt on earth. They would deliver me the messages and prayers from my people and I would listen to every single one even if it took me all night and day, I wanted so badly time and time again to go to earth and fix it all, but then I realized something Dean. Nothing is ever meant to be perfect and things look a wee bit better slightly bent and torn. My creation of man and the earth was a success essentially, because I created the first wonderful imperfect thing."
"So what am I to you," Dean spat out. "Why did you decide to return on my behalf?"
"I have had many of my children become "tainted" as man calls it and fall in love," God said, turning to Dean. "But never have I seen a more profound and greater yearning and bond than my Castiel has for you. He'd die for you Dean and I can vouch for that."
"You mean you…" Dean bit his lip.
"I brought him back to life every time," God said. "Whether he knew it or not, although he had begun to suspect eventually, I had foreseen the way he felt about you when he first volunteered to retrieve you from Hell."
"He volunteered?" Dean gasped out; he still couldn't believe anyone would volunteer to go to the most unpleasant place on heaven and earth to save his ass.
"I offered the quest to three angels, Gabriel, Donathan and Castiel, Castiel jumped at the chance," God explained. "He was eager, when he gripped you I felt it, there was a ripple up here in heaven, an unmistakable ripple that only I could identify as love."
"So you can feel emotions?" Dean asked.
"I can," God said. "But I have no reason to; I was the one who told angels to give man what only initially I could feel."
God and Dean stood for awhile after that in silence, Dean was taking it all in.
"So this is it I suppose," Dean finally said. "That I'm stuck as a junkless wonder for the rest of my life now huh?"
"Not unless you desire to be," God said. "Dean Winchester you are a powerful man, far more powerful than any man I've ever seen before, so for that I will offer you a deal."
"I'm not gonna have to kiss you am I…" Dean sighed.
"No of course not," God chuckled. "Do I look like a demon to you, no I will simply comply to whatever option you wish to pursue, you have two choices Dean Winchester to either stay here in heaven and remain an angel but be allowed to return to earth…or you can return to earth to be with your family without the status of an angelic being, but I will offer you something I never offer anyone else."
"And that would be?" Dean asked he wasn't sure he could trust what God had to say, something told him he could though.
"You and your brother have been good little soldiers for most of your lives," God explained. "But Sam is tired Dean, he doesn't want to be a full time hunter anymore he wants a family, to settle down, and I know you do deep down inside also want those things, so I am prepared to offer you eternal life and Sam too if he so wishes to have it."
Dean was speechless; here he was in front of God, being offered something humans had only dreamed about since the dawn of time and desired after for centuries.
"So Dean Winchester son of man," God asked with a smirk. "Which do you choose?"
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Balthazar paced back and forth annoyed and angered.
"What the bloody hell!" he exclaimed. "They can't just up and take Castiel and Dean like that, what authority does Zachariah have!"
"He is of the Angel Council brother." Gabriel said, holding Dally and Marcus to keep them from crying as they fed on Gabriel's grace.
"So am I," Balthazar huffed. "But no I got disbanded because I'll be biased!"
"Will you idjits just calm down already," Bobby said holding a sleeping Hollyander, he had arrived shortly after the birth and battle with Ruby and the demons because he didn't want to miss a single second of seeing his granddaughter. "I'm sure they're fine, we can't jump to conclusions and we won't Kapeesh?"
Everyone sighed but shut up, they knew better than to argue with Bobby right now.
Suddenly though there was a flash of light and the whole room lit up. Bobby and Sam shielded their eyes until the light faded and soon died away. Before the four stood Dean and Castiel who were looking a bit ragged and tired but otherwise fine. Castiel had a slight smile on his face and Dean did as well as he looked at Sam.
"Dean…" Sam breathed out.
"It's over Sammy," Dean replied, walking over to him and placing a hand on his shoulder. "We can live in peace now."
Sam smiled; it crept up on his face like an ant on a table. Those words were ones he'd been dying to hear since he was a child. Dean nodded and smiled as he walked past Balthazar and Gabriel who were both sporting equally shocked looks. Dean walked right up to Bobby and smiled down at Hollyander who awoke and cocked her head at her "mother". He picked her up and held her in his arms; he laughed as she played with his necklace and held onto it. He pecked a small kiss on her forehead and mumbled out an "I love you".
He then turned to Cas, who sported a tired but satisfied smile which matched his own. The angel before him was truly happy and Dean could see that. Dean cocked his head slightly to the right and smiled big at Cas.
"We made it Cas," Dean said. "We really did."
Cas nodded and joined Dean in the admiring of Hollyander who smiled up at him and giggled for speaking.
"Daddy," she said pointing to Cas and then pointed to Dean. "Mama."
Dean and Cas' eyes met as they smiled at one another. They HAD made it, they'd proven to each other that a bond as profound as there's could withstand anything and they slowly closed the gap in between each other with a kiss.
When the kiss ended and Dean looked around he saw nothing but pure joy. He saw the faces he'd known all his life to those he'd grown to know. He saw Sam hold and cuddle his child while kissing Gabriel who was holding his other twin boy. He saw Bobby with a proud look on his face watching his boys embrace the new life they'd created. He even saw Balthazar who's normally melancholy gaze brought the energy in the room down, but now he was alive and smiling and laughing along with the others.
And Dean concluded, after he had been lost and so far away for so long…
That he was finally home.
THE END
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