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Summary: The consequences of the breaking of the final seal didn't just end when Lucifer was caged. (A/U from when the Levee breaks)

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Supernatural > Non-BtVS/AtS StoriesSIDURAFR15719,860111,63028 Jul 0923 Aug 09Yes

Chapter Seven

Final bit which is really more of an epilogue than a final chapter - hope you enjoyed the show peoples.


A couple of months later Sam was finally finishing up the repairs on the Impala.

“I still can’t believe I’m seeing this,” Dean said as he watched his brother work.

“I’m almost done,” Sam said. “Thanks for letting me finish up what I started, even if you are right about me ‘dragging my ass’ on the hard stuff.”

“Yeah, but I’ve told you before I am going to check what you been doing to her,” Dean said with a weak smile as Sam wiped his hands.


“Don’t, Sam. I’m grateful you found me, can’t believe they let me wander over the Earth after I fell, so thanks - again. And before you start, I don’t think I can take you apologising to me for everything - again!”

“But Dean…,” Sam started to say. “You got to be pissed still.”

“I’m tired, Sam,” Dean said. “I know it’s taken some time but let me get used to being really me, before we do this.”

Sam nodded. “Yeah.”

“But I can say it’s good to see you’re okay, even if you did have to deal with me being a self-righteous bastard,” Dean said.

“I tried to kill you,” Sam said.

Dean grinned, “Well, ain’t like either one of us hadn’t done that before, and I kind of deserved it – shouldn’t have called you that, not then, not when you needed me to listen.”

“No, you were right to say what you did, I deserved it, deserve a whole lot more,” Sam said. “In fact, you should have killed me in that room, not tried to talk. You could have stopped all of it if you had.”

“Ruby would have gone another route to break the seal, Lilith would still have ended up dead and I’d… well, I’m glad I didn’t. It’s what they wanted – us to go Cain and Abel on each other’s asses,” Dean sniffed.

Sam nodded, “Yeah, it was, wasn’t it?”

“How does it feel? You know without any of that crap in you?”

“Weird,” Sam said. “Even got the stuff the Yellow Eyed Demon put in me. I’m only my own type of freak now.”

Dean smirked. “That’s freak enough for me.”

“What about you?” Sam asked. “Any Angel stuff left?”

Dean shrugged. “Don’t think so. So we can just be vanilla flavored freaks for a while.”

Sam smiled. “I think I could get used to that, but are we sure of this? That they took everything out?”

“I hope so,” Dean replied.

“Hope we never have to find out.”

“Yeah,” Dean said. “Sucks, though. Would have been interesting. I would have beaten your super powered ass down with the mojo I had going on, even without the army at my back.”

“Batman to my Superman?”

“Totally, Dude,” Dean said with a smile.

“Dean,” Sam said tentatively, “You saved my ass.”

“Well, story of my life. You would have done the same for me,” Dean said. “You did. You came looking for me.”

“Cas was the one who told us where to find you and he didn’t come until after…”

“You still thought I was alive. You got yourself straight and came for me,” Dean said. “I appreciate that.”

“You shouldn’t.” Sam bowed his head avoiding his brother’s gaze. “I should have tried to find you sooner.”

“Well, I do,” Dean replied.

“We should have found you sooner. I should done…”

“Sam, I still need you to kick me up my butt when I do something stupid. Can’t see that changing and for that you need to be at the top of your game. You understand me,” Dean replied.

“Is there anything I could have done that would have stopped you from doing it?” Sam asked.


“You heard me,” Sam said. “Would there have been anything I could have done to that would have stopped you from looking out for me?”

Dean shook his head, “Dude, you let out Lucifer. I know it was because part of it was you trying to look out for me, that the bitch manipulated you into thinking killing Lilith would fix everything, but it you let out the devil, Dude. So I think that kind of covers the worse case scenario of shit you could do.”

Sam took a breath. “Is there anything that would have stopped you?”

“Well, if your next girlfriend doesn’t meet with my approval, then maybe.”

“Dean, I’m being serious. Hypothetically, is there something I could do that would stop you helping me?”

“Dude, you haven’t been getting cravings to go and suck on some demon have you?” Dean asked. “Sam, you ain’t being going out and snacking behind our backs have you?”

“No,” Sam said with a shake of his head. “There is nothing demonic behind it.”

“What are you saying then?”

“Say I kept something from you, something big, but if I told you someone would get hurt – someone innocent, someone I know that you would never want to be put at risk,” Sam said. “What would you want me to do? Would you want me to tell you or would you want me to keep my mouth shut?”

“And this is hypothetical?” Dean asked to which Sam nodded. “And hypothetically me knowing would cause this ‘innocent’ person to be hurt and I wouldn’t want that? And there is nothing demonic about it?”


“And this is really just hypothetical? Not real and this ain’t you just doing that crap you do, so you can spill about something I don’t really want to deal with?” Dean asked causing Sam to hesitate for a few seconds before he nodded in reply. Dean scratched his head, thinking for a moment. “Dude, can I just answer that as you are weird.”

Sam smiled. “That is what I thought you’d say.”

“So you going to finally going to finish up, because once we get my baby back on the road, we got some work to do.”

“You don’t have to Dean. Demons have been quiet at the moment.”

“Other things out there Sam,” Dean replied.

“I know and I know I got to get back out there. I got to…I got to make..”

“To do what?” Dean asked

Sam took a breath, “I got to try and make up for what I did, not that it ever really will.”

“Not without me, you don’t. Who knows what you’d be getting into to?” Dean grinned, “And what else would I be doing?”

Sam nodded stoically, the pain eating him up inside. “Yeah, what else would you be doing?”


In Wichita, Pete sat in the waiting room as a small redhead screamed in pain in the room that lay through the doors, it had been 12 hours since he and her neighbor had taken her in.

“Who are you waiting on?” Pete asked the strange man who was standing by the notice board.

“Old friend,” Castiel said, “Brought in a few hours ago. You?”

“Friend’s kid,” Pete said. “Her neighbor is in with her now. “

“Not her husband?” Castiel said.

“No… ehm he died. Good guy. Was real excited about this kid. So Anna is kind of a member of the family now,” Pete said.

“I’m sure she is lucky to have you looking out for her.” Castiel replied.

“Yeah,” Pete said as he returned to his vigil.


Another contraction hit, the doctor said the baby was coming and she had to push.

Anna shook her head and cried saying she wanted Dean, that he should be there as the old lady from next door held her hand saying she knew that he’d have been proud of her at that moment and that Anna hadn’t lost him completely.

At 3pm on a warm Friday afternoon Robert John Dean Campbell came screaming into the world, before calming down in the nurse’s arms. Staring up at the face of the woman who held him, a small hand clutching at her tunic.

“Already a boob man,” the nurse joked as she handed the baby to Anna.

Anna let out a laugh, “Like his father.”

She started down at the little face that had already seemed to fall asleep after his exhausting day.

“Hey, my little man. Nice to finally meet you,” Anna said as she rocked the little bundle.

“It’s just you and me, but your daddy loved you so much and I know he would have wanted to be here,” Anna said, her heart heavy, the false memories planted in her mind coming to the fore. “But that’s okay; you don’t have to worry about that because you’ve already made him so proud.”

The End

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