Chapter 22: The End

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This is it. This is probably real bad.
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No Days (Ouch)

//Gabriel//

Just like yesterday I woke up early and was confused to find that I was in my bed. "How did I get here?." I say to myself quietly and slowly get out of the bed and froze when I heard movement. I turned to see Sam snuggled into a pillow while softly snoring. I smiled and walked out of the room (it was a sizeable cabin) and into the small sitting area. I sat down on a love seat and felt sadness boil up in my chest at the realization of what day it was.

The final day of camp. Today I was leaving my Sammy probably forever and I then realized there was no way I was going back to sleep with everything going through my head. My dad, Sam and how much fun I'd had at this camp despite the huge problems at home. I had almost forgot all the pain and suffering my family had to go through and when I was finally letting it go we have to go back and face it again. "Having trouble sleeping too?." Dean's voice said snapping me out of my head.

"Uh, Yeah." I admit and he sits across from me in a small chair. "Listen." Dean sighed. "To be honest. I really hated you when I first met you." He said and I couldn't help, but chuckle at that. "But seeing how happy you make Sam even though all the torture at home is probably awful. I accept you as a brother and I really hope we find you guys again." Dean finished and I smiled. I don't think anyone would really expect Dean-O and I to get along, but we have a lot in common.

"Same with you. I haven't seen Cassie that happy in a long time." I explain and he nods and he changed the topic. "What time is it?." He asked and I checked my watch. "7am." I say sadly and realize that breakfast was in an hour and then goodbye. "Have you packed?." I ask and he nodded looking at the ground. "What about you?." He asked and I nodded before noticing that he couldn't see me. "Yeah." I say and hear footsteps from one of the rooms.

"Dean?." Castiel's voice rang through the cabin and Dean looked up to see my brother with a confused look on his face. "Hey Cas." He smiled and waved him over. Castiel slowly walked over and stared at Dean who just smiled and pulled Castiel to sit on his lap. "So... How old is Lucifer?." Dean asked suddenly and Castiel squinted in confusion and gave his signature head tilt. "17. He starts senior year and Gabriel just turned 16 so he is starting junior year. Why do you ask?." He asked and Dean shrugged.

"You guys are loud." Sam groaned from the bedroom and I smirked and watched as he walked out of the room with a blanket on and straight to me as fast as possible. He sat beside me on the love seat and laid his head in my lap. "I wonder if the others are awake?." Sam asked and right on cue there was a knock on the door and our brothers walked in. "Hey." Lucifer said and sat on the floor in front of us and Michael followed. Adam and Samandriel sat across from them and there was a circle right in the middle.

Lucifer suddenly smiled. "We should summon a demon." He suggested and everyone turned to him. "No, you're not allowed." Michael scolded and Lucifer pouted. "But Mikey it's just one demon." Lucifer argued and Michael just shook his head and rested it on Lucifer's shoulder. "It's 7:30. Breakfast starts in half an hour." Adam yawned and everyone was silent. Everyone was to tired and to sad to talk or get ready. "This was the best summer of my life." Sam said and I ran my fingers through his hair.

"That's correct, Sam." Castiel said and I saw Dean frown. Dean knew a lot about what when on at home and didn't like hearing things like that. Castiel saying things like 'I've never been happier' or 'this is the best day of my life' hurt Dean and I know because he's told me personally. "7:50. We should probably go now." Adam said and everyone reluctantly stood up. The air felt depressing and it was much quieter than it had been the first couple of weeks, but now there was only 20 people left.

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