it ends in endless light - SN drabble - PG
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tigriswolfTitle: it ends in endless light
Fandom: “Supernatural”
Disclaimer: not my chracters; title and cut-text from... somewhere.
Warnings: future!fic; spoilers for up to 4.20
Pairings: none
Rating: PG
Point of view: third
Wordcount: 221
Notes: my response to 4.21
"Please," Dean begs, broken-voiced, on his knees, bleeding out into the soot-stained snow. "Please, for me. It's the last thing I'll ever ask."
Jimmy Novak is dead, burned away by Castiel's pure light. Bobby Singer is somewhere beyond the next hill, also dead, and most of the hunter army with him.
But Dean still lives, for the moment. Castiel knows that he is weakening by the second, only his will keeping him alive. The same defiant will that allowed him to survive in Hell, to still have enough of Dean Winchester in him to be shoved back into that rotting corpse is all that has him breathing still.
Dean still lives, and his hands clutching his brother keep Sam alive as well.
"Please," Dean sobs, body slumping down, falling onto Sam. "Please."
Castiel stoops, the only angel here. All the rest finish Father's work, expelling or destroying demons. This man, Dean Winchester—he and his brother have broken Lucifer into a dozen pieces and scattered him among the stars. It will be an eternity before he returns, if he ever does.
He places his hands on Dean, channeling everything he is, was, or ever will be into this man, the one who saved existence from Lucifer's claws.
Through Dean, Sam Winchester is purged as well, and they erupt in incandescent light.
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Date: 2009-05-08 04:53 am (UTC)Re: well that
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Date: 2009-05-08 04:19 pm (UTC)"Mom," he whispers, because Azazel is by her side, about to do something monumentally stupid. "Mary!" he yells, and she looks away from the demon, meets his eyes.
Azazel glances over, eyes sun-bright and satisfied. He thinks he's won.
Dean reaches with what Alistair taught him, what he's ignored and pushed down, and Azazel screams. Mom screams, too, because Azazel's hand is around her wrist and he clenches down tight as he dies.
Dean has one moment to think It's done.
Time slows and speeds, Castiel's hand warm on his shoulder, and the angel whispers, Rest. You're finished.
Sam? he thinks, in that infinite moment.
Your brother will join you, Castiel promises. Your father, too. It's over.
Okay, Dean says.
And he's gone.
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Date: 2009-05-08 11:08 am (UTC)This is beautifully told. I'd like to see a series finale a LOT more uplifting than this (because the fandom really would march on Kripke's house, me along with them), but if it all *has* to end bloody, this does bring a tiny ray of hope.
Everyone's pretty quiet this morning. Stunned, I think. At any rate, thank you for sharing this. It's lovely. Hurty, but lovely.
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Date: 2009-05-08 12:36 pm (UTC)But, see, in my mind, Castiel heals them and erases the demon-tain from both of them and they drive into the sunset and have adventures and are Dean'n'Sam again. So, not hurty. *nods*
Thank you!
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Date: 2009-05-08 06:44 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2009-05-08 09:47 pm (UTC)Thank you for reading!
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Date: 2009-05-12 02:11 pm (UTC)Thank you.
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