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47: final part

Four years. We had four golden years.
Dad lied, he didn't do a good job hiding Jael and when she found us she was furious.
It was Reagan's last day of her first year of preschool so we were having a little family party. Harper had the weekend off college so she drove down to visit and Dean practically lived with us anyways so he was there too. Cas even showed up to help me cook and set the table.
When I walked into the living room to announce dinner was ready, Dean was playing airplane with Reagan and Sam was flipping through Harper's final paper with an impressed smile on his face.
This is perfect.
"Okay come on guys. Dinner's ready." I sang.
They all jumped up and dove for the dining room where Dean and Harper argued over who got the seat at the head of the table.
"Well," Sam started, interrupting their banter, "I think since Reagan finished a whole year of school maybe she should have the head seat. What do you think Ehvs?"
I smiled and turned to Reagan, "Would you like that Baby Girl?"
She smiled really big and bit her lip trying to hide it as she nodded. Dean nodded as if to say 'fair enough' and hoisted her into the head seat as I set her plate in front of her.
"If I were any younger I'd think you're playing favorites Dad." Harper teased as she sat next to him.
"I am." He retorted, "She's my favorite preschooler. You're my favorite broke college kid."
I sat down on the other side of him and rolled my eyes, "Are you going to tell me I'm your favorite wife next?"
He smirked and rested his hand on my knee, "Why yes you are my favorite wife." He teased, leaning in just close enough to severely distract me.
"Oh yeah?" I asked.
He nodded then planted a kiss on my lips.
"Gross! Cooties!" Reagan yelled, making everyone laugh as we separated.
The meal was great. We bantered and told old stories and listened to new stories from Reagan of her preschool friends and pretended to be very amused and interested. When I was about to get up and start clearing the table someone rang the doorbell.
"We're not going to convert or buy something so you can leave!" Dean yelled, making Harper giggle and Cas roll his eyes.
The voice that called through the door was one I never thought I would hear again, "That's not what I'm here for."
There was a beat of silence where everyone shared a look of pure terror before we sprang out of our seats.
"Harper take Reagan to the panic room." I barked, pulling an angel blade out from behind a plant.
Sam and Dean pulled weapons from various holding places around the house and on their persons and took positions.
"Cas is it actually her?" I asked in a state of panic.
She can't come near my family. She fucking can't take that away from me.
"That is Jael." He answered, "She's alone though. One angel against three Winchesters and myself? We should be alright."
"Cas she'll be furious." I reminded him, panic rising in my voice.
He opened his mouth to respond but Dean cut him off, "You feelin juiced enough to smite from afar, Gingy?"
I nodded, taking my position behind Dean who was readying to open the door.
"I can hear you in there! Let me in! It's so chilly out here!" Jael yelled.
Sam and I shared a determined look as my heart beat slowly became the only thing that I heard apart from the voice in my head yelling 'protect Reagan'.
Dean opened the door and leaned on it ever so casually, "Well well well, what brings you to these parts?"
Jael just smiled and smacked her hand on the door. A blue circle of light burst from the spot and ripped through my body like it was splitting my cells apart. I stumbled back as I tried to catch my balance. When I heard Dean yelling for Cas I realized he had vanished.
Fuck.
I staggered to my feet and thrust out my hand, shoving Jael back a good three feet out the blood sigil painted door.
"Ooooo scary! The little nephilim can move me around!" Jael taunted.
Dean charged her but with a flick of her wrist he went flying into the stairs and was out cold the instant his head hit.
Sam was too preoccupied with angling himself between the hidden door to the panic room and Jael to check on Dean.
He's been through worse. He'll be fine.
"Why do you have it out for us?" Sam asked, keeping a careful eye on Jael.
"Why not?" She asked, stepping closer with each sentence, "You ruined my plans. Your father in law decimated my army and took my grace. You opened heaven. You made another nuclear bomb of power. You're pretty and I can't use you as a vessel. Honestly I would use any excuse I could to fuck with you because I just hate you."
She was right in front of Sam now with a nasty sneer on her face.
He glared at her as if he was daring her to step closer and give him a reason to knife her, "You don't have a reason to fight anymore. Just go home."
She smirked and turned to look at me, "Mmmmm not quite. Revenge tastes oh so sweet."
Before I could even blink she had Sam on the ground writhing in pain. I lunged towards her and swing my blade, aiming for her ribs, but she caught my arm.
"My my you're out of practice! Motherhood turned you soft... Maybe I'll go for the sweet little girl after I finish him." She taunted, turning back to Sam and snapping her fingers again sending him into more convulsions.
"LEAVE THEM ALONE!" I screeched, that old familiar metallic undertone shining through as I felt heat radiating from my eyes.
She smirked and yanked my arm so we were face to face and far too close for her own good, "And why would I do that?"
"I will kill you." I growled, less than an inch from her face.
"I dare you." She challenged with a smirk as she ripped the angel blade out of my hand and threw it straight into Sam's abdomen.
I don't know why I didn't kill her then. Maybe being a mother really had turned me soft, maybe I was just too distracted by Sam. Instead of killing her I used our contact to teleport her to the end of the driveway then popped back to Sam.
Placing one hand over the wound and using the other to tilt his chin to me I tried desperately to get his attention, "Hey! Babe! Samson! Look at me Samson."
His eyes tried to focus but couldn't, "I love you Sunshine..." He whispered.
"Oh fuck no. Don't you do that." I whispered, leaning over him as tears welled in my eyes, "You're not going anywhere. Don't say goodbye."
"You and Dean and the girls..." He took a shaky breath, "You're my world."
"Then stay here!" I squeaked.
I heard Harper sprinting up the stairs and began to panic.
"HARPER GO BACK TO REAGAN!" I screamed, tears of desperation and fear and loss burning as they cascaded down my cheeks.
She burst through the door, holding two angel blades with a determined look in her eye. In an instant Jael was behind her and in another instant my oldest daughter was lying on the ground with her head facing the wrong way.
"HARPER!" I screamed, trying as hard as I could not to leave Sam's wounds uncompressed. I could feel his pulse slowing as Jael slowly approached me but at this point I didn't care. If she wanted to kill me she very well could. I would have been happy.
"Sam you can't give up on me. You have to stay. You're all I've got now Samson. Please..."
His voice began to give out, "If I could..."
"Sam no... I love you baby! Please just hold on a little bit longer!" I begged, gross sobs wracking my body.
His final words barely escaped his mouth.
"I love you."
He said it so quiet that if I weren't looking at his lips I wouldn't have understood.
"Samson no! Sam!" I started shaking my head in denial as I tried healing whatever I could, "SAM! I LOVE YOU! YOU CANT LEAVE ME LIKE THIS! DONT YOU FUCKING DARE" he went five seconds without breathing and i couldn't feel a pulse anymore.
The love of your life is gone.
I took in a deep painful breath and let out a blood curdling scream of , "SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAM!" As I did I felt myself grow hotter and hotter and I could see my arms and hands beginning to glow.
I stood up and turned to Jael, "You will wish you were never made." I growled.
She tried to be smug but I grabbed her by the throat before she could fully form a smirk and began to squeeze.
I was squeezing more than just her neck though. I could feel myself squeezing the life force out of her, burning up what was the angel equivalent of her soul.
She tried to scream but couldn't.
She tried to fight me but all her blows bounced off without so much as tickling.
Where my hand touched her throat her skin began to sizzle and blister but I kept squeezing. Her eyes shone bright but slowly dimmed as if someone were laying pennies over the sense of an industrial spotlight. As slowly and painfully as I could I ripped her life out of her.
When I was sure she was dead I threw her down on the ground and stood for a moment, letting the flow of my tears increase as my glow faded. I dropped down to Harper and set her neck straight, desperately trying to heal the vertebrae but they were shattered beyond anything I could hope to heal.
I threw myself over Sam and tried healing anything I could think of to no avail. I laid my head on his chest for a moment and let myself cry. I gave him one last real hug before I brushed his hair away from his face and kissed his forehead, "I love you too."
I dragged myself, barely breathing through my sobs, over to Dean and held my hand over his forehead.
If you don't wake up I will kill you in the after life.
His eyes scrunched tighter and he batted my hand away but he still didn't wake.
At least he's alive
Then I heard her crying. Over my own sobs I heard my baby screaming for her father in fear. Harper left her alone.
Without a thought of how much blood was all over me I stumbled as quickly as I could down the stairs and yanked the panic room door open.
"Mommy!" She cried, "I'm scared!"
I fell on my knees in front of her and wrapped my arms around her, holding her tightly to me.
I couldn't say a word.
I knew she was asking questions and I knew she was going to hurt so much more but all I could do was hold her. I had to remember that I still had her. If I started to loosen my grip on her I started to feel like I was falling, so I continued to hold her. We cried together in the dark for what felt like hours. I only released her when I heard Cas yelling my name.
"We're in the panic room!" I yelled, hoisting Reagan onto my hip and walking towards the familiar voice.
I saw him at the top of the stairs, tears in his eyes as well, "I tried to heal them. I did. Harper must have said yes to her reaper immediately because she is gone. Sam's body is missing vital organs... I can't put him back togeth-"
"TRY HARDER DAMNIT!" I screamed, scaring Reagan into burying her head in my shoulder.
"I can't..." He whispered, "Only God can work a miracle like that."
"Mommy I want Daddy." Reagan cried, rubbing her eyes on my shoulder.
I barely choked out my words as I spoke to her, "Daddy's gone Baby. I want him too but... He's not coming back..."