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Tittle : Skinny Love 

Rating :  PG- 13 to be safe 

Summary : Dean Winchester is safe after been possesed by Michael. But not all of Dean Winchester is back. Nor is the world. Chuck now is back, he stood up like a good Father he is. But will he help or just want to destroy the world? 

Note for Beta : Help me checking my grammar, spelling, character and also tell me your opinion about my writing sytle.(I know I asks to much) 

Story : Part one 

The sun rises with sunlight perching through a window in front of brown downy hair young man. He feels aching in his body for bad sleeping posture, he yawning, stretching and lay his tender eyes on another man that was lying in front of him. He reach calender in the room, mark an “X” sign in yesterday date, the calendar is already full of markers.He put it down and moving, yet another stretching before he disappears into the bathroom beside the sofa. 

He wash his face and stares for a while what reflected in the mirror, he can see the dark circle under his blue eyes.But not to be bothered by it, he shrugged it off. “I used to it now.” he whispers to himself. 

He walking out from the bathroom with fresh face, he uses his hand to fix his golden hair, as his blue eyes laid again on the man laying on the bed. You can’t tell was he dreaming about, but those clam face, seems like protected by any harm from outside world. A corner of his mouth form a little smile, but anyone can tell how sad is that young man was. Noone was in the room beside them, just a really nice morning in a room with a big window that showing vast blue ocean that seems have no edge, but the sun is peaking just above those beautiful waves that create this clam melody. He never get tired to see just how beautiful this world is. 

“Jack.” The voice behind distract him, he turn to find the door open, and a tall man is standing there with expression that he take as ‘worried look’. 

“Yes, Sam?” “This is my turn, you can take a rest now.” A smile rise from a younger man, 

“I just wake up, Sam. I start to understand human’s needs now, I even have no problem with peeing now.”  He said as proud as he can be.

“Yeah, Yeah I know, Jack that is a big improvement.” The tall man slowly come in and close the door behind as he continue,

“I know you sleeping while sitting, so give your body a break and lay down, okay? I take it from here. “

“I understand, Sam. I will try to do some research in my break time.” he nod with determination.

“Jack, it is okay, I will do research while watching over Dean.”

“But you didn’t get rest at all, Sam.”

 The man named Sam just put a faint smile and reach laptop from a sofa and start typing without any response.

“I understand.”

“I already bought breakfast for you,Jack. Go and have a nice meal.” Jack nodded and left the room.

Jack walking after he closed the door, he turn around and sees a nice kitchen surrounded with woods decoration, big window that shows a beautiful coast, and a big table in the middle that placed a take-out pancake and a glass of milk. Jack take a seat in front of his breakfast, slowly opening their wrappers, then he eyes wander to a big sofa not far from his seat, a blanket that been folded, and some books on the table and a laptop in the other side of sofa, with those dark circle you can tell Sam didn’t get a good rest again last night.

Jack might be tracking every day that has passed but now he lost all his power, he’s only human and can not help the Winchester. His movement stop and he take his hand then close his eyes, start praying to his Father. Now that even his Granpa and Father is busy with world business, this is all he can do. He’s praying.

“Thank you for your daily update, Jack.” a sore voice that he been expecting all this time. He turn around, a big smile cannot get bigger than it already was. He can feel a burning in his check, all the emotion, relief, sad, happy. Can not find his answer, he nods and open his arm, welcoming.

Those blue eyes meet, and they form a warm hug. “Jack… who is..” Sam stopped, processing, make sure this is not a hallucination because of his insomnia,

“Hello, Sam.” A short greeting but even so you can tell a relief and happy tone in that man voice,

“You back, Castiel.” slowly he opens his arm to hug the man in the trenchcoat.

The other man also do the same, for a moment they enjoy those warm hug before they find it awkward and uncomfortably long, they exchange smile before the taller man clear his throat and said, “How are you, Cas?”

“Everything is fine now, Sam.” He nod, a happy smile that he can’t hide,

“Good. You will wake Dean up right” He nod again, now he takes a look at Jack behind him, as happy as Sam.

“Good, let’s do it.”

They enter the room, all eyes laid on a man with strong figure laying peacefully on the bed. Sam walking ahead, first to standing beside his big brother.

“Sam.” he turns when his name been called, but smile still not off from his face,

“I have to tell you both before I wake Dean up.” his words suddenly change all the happy atmosphere in the room.

“I would have to erase all memories about  angel, demon and horrible things you been through.” 

The room silence, Jack and Sam are exchanging looks.

“Th-that’s good, but do you have to erase memory about you too?” “Castiel. Don’t we have another way?” “Then what about you, Cas? Are you leaving?” Jack take a step forward to focus Castiel attention to him,

“I don’t know. I am not allowed to know the end.” “What do you mean, Cas?!” Sam stop a moment to walk closer to Castiel “Are you come back just to told us to forget about you?”

“I know you are angry, Sam. But I don’t have any choice.” “What about Chuck? Can’t he get down here and help us!?”

“The world needs their creator now, you know how hard it is to re-build heaven, after… after what I’ve...I’ve done… this is already more than I could ask, Sam.” his staring is agonizing, begging for forgiveness.

On the other hand, Sam is just standing there, looking away but you can tell that Sam understands the situation they were in.

“I have no choice.” he slowly mumbles but loud enough to be heard,

“Castiel. I am sorry.” Jack stepped forward trying to tell him, he is not alone.

“No, Jack. It’s alright, everything would be alright.” Castiel forms a little smile as he pat Jack in his shoulder, and take a moment to looking at a young man that had turned out fine all thanks to the Winchesters. 

“Then, what we going to do now?” they both turn to face Sam again.

“I will follow His’s orders. I will make perform some ritual, not here, but somewhere far.” “Cas, umm… can I ask you something?” “Of course, Sam.” “When you said erase memory do you mean Dean or me to?” he asks with cautious in his voice, preparing for the answer. “I am sorry. But all humans, angel even demon will have their memory been erased about the righteous man in Winchester families .” “But then who are we? If we forget all this time that we spent together and forget about the adventures that we been through, I will not be Sam Winchester and Dean, he would not be the Dean I know and proud of now.” “Sam…” Castiel avoiding his eyes, trying to be calm and hiding his shaking voice, “Bobby, Jack, Claire, Charlie, Jody, our friends and those who died, will all be forgotten.” “Sam.” Castiel raises his voice, his eyes were fixed, staring at Sam, his gaze was so agonized.

Sam blinking, realize he pour his frustration into Castiel, and he knows Castiel tried his hardest to help his brother, he takes a step back and let himself sit on the sofa near him. 

“I am sorry, Cas. I should have be more mature and face this reality. I know you tried your best for Dean and me.”  He look up to Castiel, and smile, making sure there is no more pressure was placed on Castiel shoulder. “Thank you, Sam.” a little smile in corner of Castiel face.

“Castiel.” Jack called his name. “Yes, Jack?” now their eyes back to the young man.

“Can I go with you?” He looking at them with determination. “Jack, I-” “I know. I am human now, and this is might be dangerous for me but I want to be able to meet my mom, and told her that I’ve done good things for the world.” He stop to gather his words,  “I will help you with everything I could. Let me help you.” Castiel staring at that young man, not sure what to say before he distracted by voice in his head.

“God have special plan for you, Jack.” he said with same seriousness , “Wha-Wait, Cas. What do you mean?!” Sam grab Castiel’s shoulder and meet his blue eyes that somehow looks shining with light, “I-I am not allowed to give you any information than this,” And before Sam could interrupt him he continue, “I am sorry, Sam. I out of time, I should take my leave.” and disappear in thin air. “Son of a bitch!” Sam throw his head frustrated as he swings his body to the sofa.

“What does God planning?” Jack stunned.

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