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My Dearest Chloe, In a manner of words, there is always a beginning as well as an ending. I just never thought from the second that you had come into my life that an end would come as soon as it did. I know that I’m immortal and I know that one day I’d have to say goodbye to you, but I never expected to lose you before I truly would be able to call you mine. Though I wouldn’t own you… No, in a way we’d be one. You’d have all that I am with a single word. I never expected to have this feeling even before I was cast from Heaven. My brothers and sisters never see me as I truly am only as an abomination or as Samael, the Lightbringer. Then those who call Hell their home think of me as the king to be feared. Those who come to hell for punishments blame me for their crimes. Yet you,” deeply engraved in the paper you can easily spot the black marks of Lucifer scribing out parts that he doesn’t want me to see. I’m surprised that he had given me this draft… unless they kept turning out like

“Just be true to who you are.” “How can I be true to who I am…. If you are not? Holding yourself the way you are is not good for your true form, Cas,” Jack chides me I shrug my shoulders, “It’s not that difficult. When I was resurrected in this form being in this body… form… isn’t that difficult anymore.” “You say that, but I can see your true form, Castiel. It is not happy. It’s screaming out…. For what I’m not sure,” Jack ends it at that as he seems to star at my true form. It’s odd to think of since how long I’ve been with Sam and Dean I’ve always thought that the body of Jimmy… my body… is my true form. Even though I had faced reality that it isn’t when I was human and when my grace is low. Though I’m thankful for those moments for Dean’s soul is one of the brightest and most beautiful I’ve ever seen it doesn’t mean that seeing his physical body is so bad. Sure I’ve seen many humans over my time human, more so the men when I lived out of the gym. Yet, Dean’s looks call out the

Dean is standing in the barely winds and covered in snow, but he doesn’t move instead he stares at a small grace he had made just for someone so close to his heart that had yet again left him. He didn’t have the chance to say the right words on his he felt he didn’t have the chance to do the right thing instead the last few things that were sad were that of anger and hate, something that he regrets more than Orpheus looking back while bringing his love back from the depths of Hades. Cas had always been one to believe in him, in the good that somehow survives in the depths of his soul. The snow was something that he thought he’d never feel so empty standing in when he younger he loved when they had cases that were around snowy areas because he held all kinds of fun games and joy even just bit ago when he was on a case with Sammy, Dean realized just how much he loved and misses the freezing time of year. Yet again he never thought he’d be standing in this spot again. A spot where so much

“My mother being sick has always been a hard thing for me to handle. I’ve never wanted to talk about it, but someone I love and care about has lost family and is if not more scared of lose then I. I realize that covering up everything isn’t healthy or easy after all this time. I mean it’s almost 10 years since my mother passed and even longer since she first started to lose her memory and mind.” The man in front of me turns to look at me away from his computer and notepad, “I’m glad you want this Mr. Stilinski, but I have to ask is this for you or for that other person?” “Both… Either… I don’t really know, but this feeling and question I’ve had on my mind more than a decade is starting to eat at me. I had asked my father once after we lost mom and he was drinking…. It was probably the only time that he’d truly made me scared of him.” The man looks quizzical as he asks, “What question would that be?” “Who is Jarosawa? My mother would call out for her and when she’d see me… she was

“Magnus, what was it like where you grew up?” “Alexander, I’m over 600 years old and it’s not a time I liked a whole lot,” I tell my darling and I know he feels guilty with how much he curls himself around me, “Darling, I’m not angry with you asking. What brings this on?” “Max was curious today about where all of us grew up,” he tells me as he rubs my arm, I know Max is just curious and wants to know about his family, but that part of my life I want to leave as far in the past as possible. “What did you tell him?” I ask him rather worried and curious. “Well I told him that I had grown up over in New York, but also Idris though that was not very long lived. I told him that I didn’t have a whole lot of friends growing up cause I stuck so close to my siblings and focused on siblings and training. Then he asked Raph and he simply said he didn’t remember much about it. I told him that Raph grew up in a place called Buenos Aires and it is a beautiful place in most areas. Though Raph had

My phone beeps and sends some notifications to my smartwatch and each time I jump worried that it’ll be Derek answering me. “Honey, what’s wrong?” “Tess, do you think I’m too much for someone to handle?” She gasps as she wraps her arms around me, “Did that boy you've been seeing say that cause I still have my gun and I know there’s plenty of woods out there that will be perfect for hiding a body.” I smile as I lean more into her hug as I shake my head, “No, he didn’t say anything like that. Though he thinks that he’s too much of a mess to be dating me or anyone. We’ve been fighting…. To the none talking point so he can think and I’m scared. I keep getting notifications and I feel each time I get one it’s gonna be him telling me to fuck off.” “That boy is to nice to put it that way. Sure he might call it off, but he wouldn’t be an asshole about it.” Someone is clearing their throat and we sigh when we see that it’s Mr. Mayor the giant asshole. “Are you being paid to gossip or whatever

“I’m sure my brother didn’t talk to you about his past now did he?” Looking up I sigh at the girl in front of me. Her long brown hair and eyes to match are staring at me trying to look at who I really am. After a few silent moments I speak up, “Yeah, he told me about Kate. About how she was abusive and used alcohol to keep him with her. How she would claim he beat her. That’s why he’s living at home with all of you.” “So you get it why he’s scared?” she asks this and I don’t know where to pinpoint the type of tone she’s using. “Why he’s scared? Fuck, I’m scared. Though finding out that he wants to end it cause his relationship status says single is a bit different. Then I tell him that I’m here for him if he wants to talk. That we should talk. That we need to talk even if we're used to being on our own. I get an ‘I'll think about it.’ You know what fuck you and fuck him. If he sent you here to do your dirty work he can just kiss my ass cause I want nothing to deal with him. I dove

3 months later Though Derek and I called that fight a few months ago a bump in our relationship and all. It still stunted our relationship and even sent it back a bit. I mean we were practically living together when I’m home from Berkley, while now I’ve been in my old high school bedroom. We used to have sex whenever we got together, but we haven’t breached that much less going to second base. “Derek, do you hate being with me?” I hear coughing as soup goes down the wrong pipe, “No. Never. Even after all this time I’m more so punishing myself. I keep having these nightmares where I hurt you physically and mentally when we had that fight. When I wake up and find an empty bed I tell myself that I’m better off alone cause then I can’t hurt again.” I sigh as I look down at my soup and grilled cheese, “Derek….” I’m stuck on something to say to that little bomb, “You do not deserve that. I miss waking up to you. I miss falling asleep in your arms. When we do movie nights it’s the closest

“Hale, what are you doing here? It’s your day off,” Parish’s voice carries far enough to the back that I can hear him in my dad’s back office, “What here to see your sister?” I look around the corner to see the hottest man alive Deputy Derek Hale, even with a look of disgust, looking at Parish as if he told him he liked mayo with his PB&J “Fuck no,” Did he just swear, “Why? I see Laura at home why the hell would I want to see her,” It’s oddly adorable seeing Derek’s face twisted as if I just shoved a lemon along with salt & vinegar chips that he hates so much in his mouth. I sigh as I sit back down wondering when dad will get back in so I can focus on him and not the man in the other room. So what the 2 of you had a fight? Derek wanted to keep it a secret until it was more concrete. I mean your dad is your boss and your college student son. Yet you’ve been seeing Derek since you confessed to him after you turned 18…. 3 years ago. I’m sure dad would be upset that his son was seeing one

“I know I said that we could go on a date, but we should probably stop at the hospital to get your hands looked at,” Derek tells me as I swat at him. “I have to ask that story you told me about your dad… is that true?” Slowly, I nod my head as Derek reaches over taking my hand in his, “it was the first birthday after mom died that it happened. Dad still hasn’t really forgiven himself. There are times in the summer where I think he’s checking for scars still. I love my dad more than anything, but sometimes I wish that he understood that I forgave him… though when I was in the past, I will admit there was a few times the thought of running off to see my mom even in the state she was in sounded tempting.” “Why didn’t you?” Derek asks as he peeks over at me and I still wonder how Derek is the 1 driving the jeep. I give a look, “I had all my power and I know that the temptation was too great. I was barely strong enough when I was leaving to fuck Deaton over on everything. I was just afraid