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It’s not fair to Sam, or Eileen now that she’s in the bunker. Dean knows this. It isn’t fair to the people who died to get them to a world where freedom knows no bounds. It isn’t fair to himself, when he’d sworn up and down that, if he survived Chuck, he would never go near a hunt ever again. He’d find a little house, or a nice plot of land where he could build one. He’d get a pet. He’d have a home with windows and a fresh breeze, and he’d walk around in his boxers and make two cups of coffee in the mornings.
When he’d dare to imagine life after Chuck, he’d always imagined it coming in sets of twos. Two cups of coffee, and two pairs of shoes by the door. Two chairs on the balcony, and two closets in the bedroom. Two pillows, at least, on the two sides of the bed. A set of blue eyes, and two people—one not-person—figuring out what peace is supposed to feel like. He never dared to want it out loud. He never thought he could.
Magic wishing wells, he muses, watching Sam talking on the phone through the window. We’re down to the reruns.
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While chasing a case, Sam and Dean stumbled across a cursed wishing well. What comes back isn't quite what Dean wished for.- Language:
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09 Apr 2026
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Lwk one of my favorites, if not my actual favorite
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“I would gladly have let you kill me, Will. I did intend to. Even now, there is no brighter end I could envisage… but I thank you nonetheless for this gift you have granted me. It is only one among many.”
Will swallowed, heart pounding, trying to think of an answer to… all of that.-----
After waking on a cold beach, Will and Hannibal flee south and find their own peace in each other, healing from their injuries on the road. One day, Will finally brings up the question he had once asked Bedelia; and more importantly, the response he had received. Murder Husbands glory ensues!
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For once, he permitted himself to loosen his restraint and feel the indulgence. The future, so long denied to him, unfolded easily in his mind. So many possibilities…
OR: A possibility how they could have survived the fall off the cliff.
(Because how tf do they survive everything???)