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The Reception

Bobby was gladdened by the fact that the wedding was over, so that he could loosen the noose around his neck. He was even more happy when Sam announced that the reception would be held in a pub, and it would be an open bar no less.

Bobby Singer had never had children of his own, but he had adopted Sam and Dean over 20 years ago when he first met them.

The day that they had lost Dean, he had felt as if his still beating heart had been ripped out of his chest and fed to wild dogs. He knew that both of the boys liked him, but was shocked when Sam had called and said that Dean had written him a letter too.

So now he set nervously with a couple of shots of J.D in front of him, one part of him didn't want to read the goodbye that one of his adopted sons' had wrote to him, because then it would make it too real. But the other part of him longed to see what Dean would have to say to him, and this was the part that finally won out.

Dear Bobby,

I think this letter might be a dozy to write. You know when we were growing up, how we use to call you Uncle Bobby. Well the truth is that most of the time you felt more like a dad to me, then my dad did. And you taught me things that my dad never could.

You taught me patience, especially when it came to Sammy. You taught me that family isn't always what you are born or married into. You taught me that it's something that is made of love, not blood, like most people think.

I know you have always doubted the way that Sammy and I felt about you. Well doubt no more, because we were and always will be family. I know that you probably have two shots of whiskey lined up. I would tell you no drinking, but that would be a little hypocritical of me, so I won't. But I don't want you to get carried away, because when you leave you will be carrying precious cargo, both of my dads.

So do me a favor and take these two shots. One for you and one for me, and then go hit on some bridesmaids or something, just don't live in the bottle. I want to say thank you for letting me spend my last days at your house with you and the rest of my family, because that is all that I have ever wanted. Take care of yourself Bobby.

Love Dean

For a split second, he could have sworn that he felt Dean on the stool next to him. Could feel his adopted son smile at him and then took his shot and followed it with Dean's. He looked around the room, to see John doing a bad imitation of the hustle with his new daughter-in-law. Sam was slow dancing to an upbeat song with Jess' mother. That's when he noticed it, they all had smiles on there faces.

He thought to himself that this was as good as it could possibly get in Winchester-Singer family. So with a smile on his face, he strolled over to the bridesmaids' table and asked one of 'em for a dance. So that he could show John Winchester how it was supposed to be done.

The End

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