Epilogue

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-18 years later- 7989 BC.

Dean Winchester sat at the spot where his daughter was buried exactly 18 years after she had died. He laid a red rose down by her grave and wept for his one and only daughter that never reached her true potential, that never got to marry and have children herself, that never got to see the world apart from the woods of their little manor that he, Castiel and her shared together.

Castiel.

Dean remembered him so clearly in his mind, his dark chocolate, almost black hair. His beautiful cyan eyes, his puffy red lips and his rugged, angular facial features. He remembered his sex hair in the mornings and the way he used to be so moody. He remembered he used to have those days where he never wanted to get out of bed, either wanting to keep sleeping or… do other things. He remembered how adorably angry he would get when Dean laughed while in the midst of an argument and him crossing his arms and pouting when Dean just hugged him while he was trying to scream and shout with him

He remembered the amazing sex they used to have, even so long into their relationship as if neither of them bored of it and he remembered how Castiel used to pray every night before going to sleep, praying for he and Valentina to be safe and okay, and for their family to last as long as possible before they had to let Valentina go and explore the big wide world. Dean Winchester and Castiel never even got the chance to say goodbye to Valentina and now they would never get that chance. He had never seen Castiel once visit her grave and he now expected him to be in heaven or elsewhere in the world.

There was a soft humming sound from somewhere in the woods but Dean ignored it, still crouching low beside Valentina’s grave and having nostalgia for the past and regret for the future that never came. There was a rustling in the clearing and Dean looked up to find a cloak of red whip past behind a tree.

“Val?” Dean croaked out, his voice breaking slightly. A little girl appeared out of the clearing and his heart shattered in two. His little girl was right in front of him, still alive and well!

“VALENTINA!” He cried of happiness but she didn’t even glance at him, as if she could not see nor hear him at all. She just skipped around the flower beds and picked the flowers before putting them in her basket while humming the nursery rhyme that he used to sing to her when she was just a babe.

“Valentina! Valentina! It’s me! Its daddy, please look at me!” He shouts over and over again but the little girl did not look up. He tried to approach her but as soon as he got within five feet of her, an invisible barrier held him where he stood, not letting him get closer to her. He banged on the invisible shield and shouted at the top of his voice but she did not even flinch. He could not take it anymore; he could not watch her hum and pick flowers like she used to do if she could not even speak to him. With a sob he turned around and ran as far as he could out of the clearing, out of the woods and away from this place forever.

***

Gabriel, King of the angels and Sam, King of Lawrence made a pact and soon enough the two kingdoms were conjoined together. However this did not last long as angels and demons did not work well together and after a millennia, the kingdoms fell. Angels either went up to heaven or stayed in earth to become guardians of the Homo sapiens. Demons either got banished to hell by someone of higher power than them of stayed on earth to wreak havoc wherever they went.

Crowley, the king of hell had known that there was something fishy about The First Fallen not killing the little girl so he had followed him and watched them both as their romance bloomed. Then on her 18th birthday, just like he had done to her own mother, he set one of his dirty trolls to slaughter the young girl.

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