tigriswolf | be a becoming and an ending - SN ficlet

Title: be a becoming and an ending

Fandom: “Supernatural”

Disclaimer: not my characters; just for fun. Title from Anne Sexton.

Warnings: character death. Like, a lot.

Pairings: none stated

Rating: PG

Wordcount: 635

Point of view: third

Dedication:cattraine , for her birthday

When Bobby Singer is dying alone in his bed, he sees Dean Winchester.

“Hey, Bobby,” Dean says. “Been awhile.”

And then his tired heart gives out.

When Jo Harvelle is dying in the woods, guts leaking out of her belly, she sees Dean Winchester smirking down at her. “Hey, sweetheart,” he says, kneeling next to her. “How you been?”

She gurgles on her own blood and dies, eyes wide open.

When Lisa Braedon is dying in the hospital from pancreatic cancer, her son and grandson curled up in the chair next to her bed, she sees Dean Winchester leaning against the wall.

She blinks, then blinks again, and he’s still there.

“Lisa,” he says. “You look good.”

“Dean?” she asks.

He smiles and pushes off the wall, saunters over to her. “So, what was that about him not bein’ my son?”

She follows his gaze to Ben, who has his father’s build and his father’s cheekbones, and his father’s sense of humor.

She’d shrug if she had the energy. “I lied.”

He nods. “I figured.” He leans down and softly kisses her forehead. “Sleep, Lisa.”

Her eyes close and never open again.

When Lucas Barr is dying in Michael Wilson’s arms, he sees Dean Winchester on the far edge of the clearing.

“Lucas,” he says, striding forward to kneel beside them. “You did good, Lucas.”

He chokes on blood when he opens his mouth to speak, and Dean reaches over to touch his cheek. “Just rest, kiddo,” Dean says softly.

Michael is sobbing as Lucas goes.

When Kathleen Hudak is dying after spinning out on an icy road and slamming into a tree, Dean Winchester is sitting next to her.

“Wha-what’s going on?” she gasps out, unable to take a full breath. She can’t feel her lower half and her vision is going dark.

“Shh, Kathleen,” he says, taking her hand, the only part of her that doesn’t hurt. “It’s okay, I promise.”

She trusts him. Just like back on that case, she trusts him. “Riley?” she murmurs.

Dean smiles. “He’s waiting.”

Kathleen lets go.

When Ellen Harvelle is dying at eighty-seven, having outlived everyone she ever loved, Dean Winchester is standing at the foot of her bed. “I did care for you,” he says, eyes soft. “I still do, you know.”

“What are you?” she asks, voice reedy and weak.

He smiles. “That doesn’t matter.”

She dies chuckling, glad to be done.

When Azazel is dying, Dean Winchester holds a Colt and smiles with satisfaction.

When Missouri Mosley is dying, she tells Dean Winchester, “I was right about you, boy.” She coughs, doubling over with the force of it, covering her mouth with a tissue.

Dean says, “This isn’t what I intended, you know.”

Missouri smiles at him. “I know.”

Her hand spasms around the Kleenex and she goes to meet her Maker, sure in the knowledge that everything will be alright now.

When Ben Collins is dying, he sees Dean Winchester, that guy who helped save him and his family that time in the woods. Dean nods to him and says, “Hiya, kiddo. Been a long time.”

Ben can’t speak around the oxygen mask, but Dean seems to read his mind. “Your brother and sister are fine, Benny-boy. But you’re not.”

He steps up and holds out a hand. “Come with me.”

Ben is so very tired. He does.

When Dean Winchester is dying, an angel kneels beside him. Blinding white light fills the air around him, and a resounding voice commands, Choose.

“Choose what?” he mutters, trying to hold his insides in. He doesn’t see Sam, or hear him. “Sammy!”

Choose your eternal path, the voice pronounces.

“Where’s Sam?”

Depending on what you choose, the voice says, you will see him again.

Dean says, “I choose that way.”

He dies.