If He Said Yes

Yes

When his eyes fluttered open to see a man leaning over him. "Cas!" Dean yelled pushing the angle away. "Haven't I told you about personal space?"

Castiel stumbled back. "Sorry. But its time for us to go."

Dean sat up and rubbed his eyes. Looking over at the clock, he saw that it was 2 p.m. Seven hours of sleep. "Where's Sam at?" Dean asked Cas. Sam's bed was empty, not made.

"He went to go get lunch," Cas told him. He stood next to Dean's bed. From one of the pockets, you could see his angel blade sticking out.

Moments later, Sam walked through the door holding a white sack. "Did you forget the pie?" Dean asked playing because last time Sam forgot the pie.

"No Dean. I didn't forget about your pie. I also got you a cheese burger, extra onions," Sam told his brother, tossing the food at him. He pulled his own salad out of the bag and a small pack of beer for both of them. Sam gave one to Dean and laid another on for himself on the nightstand.

"Cheers," Dean opened up his beer and put it to Sam's. The beers clinked. Dean took a big drink to wash away all his worries.

Castiel sat in a chair in the corner. He stayed quiet, waiting for Dean to finish. But Dean didn't want to finish. He didn't want to leave Sammy. But he didn't want him to get hurt either. There was no way he wasn't letting him stay in this life like this. He got him back in when he got himself finally out. Now, Dean was going to be the person to let him go again. Back to where he belongs.

Dean finished up his burger and downed it with the last of his 4th beer. Sammy had finished his salad moments ago and still had about half of his 3rd beer. Castiel looked at the boys,"Are you ready Dean?"

Dean sighed and laid down his empty beer bottle. "I guess. Let me go to the bathroom first."

Castiel nodded,"Make it quick though, no time to waste." Dean stood up and walked over to the bathroom. When he closed the door, he looked at himself in the mirror. Was he really ready to do this? Once again, he told himself that he's doing this for Sammy. To give Sam the chance he once had, but Dean took away.

Through the door, he heard a voice. It sounded like Sam, and then Cas. Maybe they were just talking about him. Dean shook his head. He was going to ignore it. Turning on the water, he splashed his face. Sighing, he opened the door to see Sam and Cas fighting.

"Cas, why are you letting him do this?" Sam asked Cas. "He's going to die!"

"Sam if he doesn't do thi-" Castiel was saying until Dean cut him off.

"Sam, this is my choice. I'm not doing this to be heroic. I'm doing this for you. I'm doing this to save you." Dean was done with fighting with Sam. Done fighting about his decision. "Cas, lets go. I'm ready to go."

Castiel looked at the brothers. He would hate for them to leave like this, but he didn't want to waste time. Touching Dean's shoulder, they, what Dean called 'zapped', away.

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They were in clearing, Dean and Castiel. Cas looked at Dean. "Call for him."

Dean nodded. "Micheal! Get your damn fluffy wings down here! Yes! My answer is yes!"

Moments later there was a bright light. Dean closed his eyes and opened his arms. He was going to do this. He was going to end this apocalypse.

Castiel looked over at Dean when the light was gone. "Dean?" He questioned.

"No, brother. It's not Dean."