The title song of this chapter is sung by Wiz Khalifa
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There was nothing left to bury or burn of Rebecca Annette Lindsey.
There were no death certificates or anything left to even identify.
There was no proof that even such a person had existed at all.
It didn't matter.
Rebecca Annette Lindsey with or without proof had existed and the people who loved her were devastated.
It had been agreed by the people who loved her best; Bobby, Dean, Sam, Cas, Jo, and Ellen that they, at least, would have some type of funeral for the young woman who had blown into their lives.
Oddly enough there was one more attendant at the memorial and that was the demon, Crowley. No one had enough strength to gainsay his being there and there really seemed no point in fighting it.
It was Crowley who obtained the memory box for each of them to place something "significantly Beck" in.
It was Sam who suggested the memorial spot be the little ghost town where he had been held hostage by yellow eyes with the other "gifted" children.
"Becks would have liked that." Sam said defensively.
No one said a word against it.
It was Bobby who brought the seven-shot glasses and the bottle of Beck's favorite bourbon for a farewell toast.
It was Ellen who stood in place of Alyssa, Beck's mother, grieved as if she'd lost her own daughter (in a way she had), and brought Beck's favorite flower, purple tulips, for her.
"I wanna plant them over the memory box." Ellen said not bothering to explain her reasoning.
No one questioned it anyway.
It was Jo who brought a pack of Marlboro's, Beck's brand of cigarette, and flatly said she had every intention of smoking one after the "memorial funeral" for the girl she considered a sister.
It was Cas who used up a chunk of his remaining angel "mojo" to a marker for Rebecca. A marble statue of a lovely young woman crossing the threshold of a doorway.
Last of all came Dean, who held the bag of things that each of them had chosen to put in the memory box. Dean who's silent tears everyone pretended not to notice.
No one was sure how to proceed next, they had all attended or had made makeshift funerals for someone in their lives with the possible exception of Cas. Yet not one of them was sure of how to kick off this one for Beck.
"She seemed like an exceptional young woman." Crowley gently and softly observed out loud.
"Rebecca was a woman of faith, hope, determination, and love." Cas said in both reply to Crowley and as a spoken observation of his lost lady friend.
"She was funny. When mom and I first picked up Becca I was asleep. After I woke up and talked to her for a few minutes it was like I had always known her. The way she put things made me laugh." Jo said with a sad smile.
"The girl was fiercely loyal, damn I hate this shit." Bobby said.
Sam walked over to his brother and took the bag with the items in it from him. Sam then proceeded to dump them on the ground in front of the statue. He sifted through them for a moment, found his item that was "uniquely Beck", brought it over to Crowley, and waited for him to open the "memory box".
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Heroes (We Could Be)
FanfictionSam and Dean Winchester save Beck Lindsey, a young woman from an alternate reality, from drowning. Beck must decide how much her story will change, if she wants to return to her old life, and how to navigate falling for the "bad boy" of Supernatural...