Title: Return Home

Disclaimer: Me no own, You no sue.

Warning: Character death, Wincest

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Chapter Two: Welcome Home

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What is love? What is this thing that makes us feel so full of life and makes us want to do crazy things? What is the difference between the love for your friend and the love for him? When do you begin to develop that protectiveness that will not allow any woman to touch him? When do you begn to develop that need to feel their touch? When does the longing for their voice and attentiong become so obsessive, that you can no longer think, work, or even breathe without having them there? Is it only after they're gone that you suddenly realize that you were in love?

Only after they have given you everyting just so you would live, do you realize you cannot do that without him there to hold your hand. So what do you do about it?

"Simple," the wind whispers in your ear.

You tilt your head to the side as the hammer seemingly pulls itself back.

"It's all so simple, dearie," the trees, they're ginning, the voices sound familiar.

The barrel is right in front of you.

"All you have to do is wish it, and you'll see him again," the sky is laughing.

And you do wish it, you wish it with every fiber of your being.

"Say 'Goodnight'," the stars are urging.

Tears run down your cheek and you close your eyes as you barely manage to choke out, "Goodnight."

"Welcome home, bro," Dean greets you at the Pearly Gates.

And you know that you're home.

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