After leaving behind the life he had carefully built at Stanford-his textbooks, his law school dreams, and the illusion of normalcy-Sam Winchester didn't expect to ever see her again. She had been his best friend in college, the one person who understood the quiet war behind his eyes without prying too deep. When they reunite years later, it's sudden and sharp, like a forgotten song playing unexpectedly on the radio. She's older, stronger, and still has that warm, grounding presence that always made him feel like he could be someone more than a hunter. But he's not the same. The road has hardened him, marked him with loss, secrets, and a purpose that constantly drags him into darkness. Yet, against all odds, their connection rekindles-not in a rush, but in quiet glances, lingering conversations longing letters, and unspoken comfort. As they begin to navigate this new version of themselves, Sam finds his walls lowering, not with dramatic declarations but with the slow realization that love, the kind worth fighting for, had been with him all along. Amidst monsters and mayhem, she becomes his anchor, the echo of the life he left behind-and maybe, just maybe, the hope of something ahead.

Dear Journal, I cannot Tell Dean what happened. I worry that he will be angry and cause war between the angels. I must keep this to myself and learn how to navigate life without my grace. I put him and Sam through so much and I feel this would only add to their stress. And that is the absolute last thing I wish to do. I do not wish harm upon the other angels as they have to me, which is why I shall not try to get, as Dean would say revenge. I must act as if nothing has changed so that the two do not grow suspicious. That is all ~ Castiel