End of the road so far.

I don't know own the characters, but they hold fragments of my own heart.

Its Wincest, baby

The months and years have flown by, and Dean and Sam have carried on the way they had before they were together in that way. Hunting and killing those things that threaten the world they themselves no longer fit into. Not that they ever did.

They get older, harder, but their love for one another only grows. Some people wonder about them they are sure, but no one has ever come right out and asked them. So it remains just between them.

Soul mates racing down asphalt in the middle of Nowhere America, rushing to save people who would innately hate the Winchester boys if they ever found out the truth about them.

They are soul mates, so in love they both struggle to maintain a normal façade for outsiders. Alone, they live in a private bubble of complete and utter happiness, approval, love and adoration. They spend most of their time alone, and happier for it.

Years creep by and the passage of time is marked in small ways. The scar Sam now has on his chin. Dean is missing a pinkie finger thanks to a nearly lost battle to a Wendigo. Sam's back cracks more when he walks, and Dean blew out his knee chasing after a vampire outside of Kentucky. They tend to each other's never ending cuts and wounds like only lovers would. Attentively, thoroughly, lovingly.

Bobby Singer passes away, and has left his house to Sam and Dean. After several late night, long conversations, hands and feet entwined, Sam and Dean come to a joint decision that it might be the end of the hunt for them. They need some time for themselves. Normal, easy time.

So they move into Bobby's, closest thing they have ever had to call home. They share the master bedroom and have no feelings of weird about it. They take over Bobby's auto business and the endless supply of phone calls from other hunters that Bobby always fielded expertly. They don't participate in hunts anymore, and neither of them misses it much. They have each other, and in the end, that is all that ever really mattered.

Sorry if you find this ending a bit cheesy, but for me, I always want a happy ending for Dean and Sam. They are special and they deserved happiness waiting for them at the end of their long path.

I don't know if I will write any more of these stories, but I admit to loving this one. Not because I wrote it, but because this is what I wanted for them. I got to choose their paths for them, placing them gently onto the one I picked out. I can only hope I did the Winchesters justice in my storytelling.

Reviews are very welcome, don't bitch too much about spelling errors or grammar mistakes, because I edit quickly and if they show up in the final draft, I can see them myself. And yes, they piss me off. I just don't know how to edit an uploaded chapter yet.