Bite Sized Bits of Fic

Dean woke up.

That's all that goes through my head. Dean woke up.

There was no need to summon the yellow-eyed sonuvabicth.

I'm glad I told him I needed a few hours to think about his offer.

I smile at my boys. I'm so happy for them. This is nearly over.

Just one more thing to do.

I go into the room and wait. He appears, with a smarmy grin. "So...you ready to seal the deal so your boy can wake up?"

"Yeah," I say, keeping my mind blank. I raise the gun as if to put it on the tray.

Then I cock it, aim and fire in one swift motion.

The expression on his face is hilarious. "You..." is all he manages to stutter out before he crashes to the ground, lit up like a Christmas tree.

I lower the gun, shaking all over.

It's over.

My family's long nightmare is over.

Dean is alive. Sammy is alive.

I'm alive.

Mary's murderer is dead at my feet.

There is still his daughter to take care of -- but we will.

You're avenged, Beloved. Just the wrap-up to take care of.

I spin on my heel and tuck the Colt away in hiding and nearly collide with Sammy as he comes down the hallway with coffee.

"Dad?" he asks, visibly confused.

"Let's go see your brother," I say, aware that there are tears of joy coursing down my cheeks. "I've got news for the both of you."

"Dad?" Dean asks when we enter the room, just as confused as his brother. The sight and sound of him -- still needing to heal a bit, but alive -- undoes me.

I drop into the chair beside his bed and take his hand in both of mine.

"Dad?" he tries again, and I nod.

"Deanie...." I see his eyes widen at the childhood nickname, and I don't care. "The last bullet...went to its intended purpose."

I can see the moment it clicks for both boys. They look at each other, then at me, and unison, "It's over?"

"It's over. Your mother's avenged."

Sammy is the one who says it. "And Jess."

"And Jess," I agree.

"Meg," Dean says, looking at Sammy, and he nods.

"So," Sammy says, his shoulders squaring. "Not quite over."

I shake my head. "All that's left is the wrap-up."

And I'm momentarily puzzled by their shared grins -- until I remember the big secret they've hid from me for nearly a year.

I'm still not quite convinced they're not dangerous like ... like that.

But they're my boys.

And I love them.

And that's really all there is to that.