Epilogue

Who had that boy been? Dean would never know for sure. Sometimes he thought he had been an angel, a messenger from God or maybe even God Himself. All Dean knew was that he had changed his mind about good and evil.

Dean Winchester had never been a man of faith. He did, however, believe in God; he had evidence for that: if God didn't exist, exorcisms wouldn't work and no demon would react to the name Cristo, so that much he knew for sure.

Until now, though, he had never believed God would help them. He had always thought of God as a force that didn't interact with humans, that didn't prevent horrible things from happening and that didn't help people who desperately needed Him.

But now he knew better.

Now Dean understood that God allows humans to live the way they choose to live, and only interferes when it's out of their hands, like how the necklace had been protected when the Winchesters could do nothing about it.

But why had He allowed him to live? It wasn't the first time he had miraculously regained life. Dean remembered when he had been healed in Nebraska, and although that had been the work or Dark Magic, why had he been picked as soon as he arrived? Why had Dean and Sam discovered the truth before Le Grange could heal Leila? Was it fate? Well, now he found himself thinking that maybe Leila had been chosen by God to die because she was ready. Maybe God had even put him and Sam there to stop her from being healed, who knows…

All he knew is that he wasn't ready yet. As Le Grange had said himself, Dean was "a man with an important purpose – a job to do, and it isn't finished."

Sometimes the thought overwhelmed Dean. Would his job ever be finished? And if so, when? Would he have to watch Sammy and dad die before he could go too?

He pushed the thought behind his ever-present mask. He pushed everything that had happened to his soul behind that mask and never talked about it with his family. After all, the answers to his questions would all have to be answered sooner or later and he hoped with all his might the answers came later rather than sooner.

Right now, all Dean needed was his family, and no God or Demon would take that away.

A/N: Yes, I decided to be nice and post the epilogue with Chapter 8 cuz I thought it would be stupid to make you guys wait for this short piece of well... ramblings... so anyway! Thanks again for reading and I hope you liked the epilogue cuz I wrote it like two minutes ago in like five minutes lol! Anyway, for the last time I gotta say,

THANK YOU!