Warning: Spoilers for Season 13

After their sister's death, Sam and Dean drove as fast as they could to Sioux Falls, wanting to take her to the one place she could always call home. The DVD Gabriel had left could wait- the apocalypse could wait. Family comes first.

Bobby's house was incredibly quiet. There were no dad jokes being passed around and no protests about cheating in a drinking contest... all in all, no (Y/n). The house was dull without her.

(Y/n) never wanted a hunter's funeral. She was well aware that her body needed to be reduced to ashes, but as someone who never wanted the life... she asked to be cremated and to have her ashes spread by any body of water.

"You boys ready?" Bobby had his hands by his side, one of them holding his hat, watching the brothers stare down at the marble box. He had the same feelings about this as they did. He loved her like a daughter... Bobby wasn't ready for her to go either.

Sam flipped the box, popping the rubber cap that kept the ashes contained. He eyed Dean, who had tears streaming down his cheeks, something that rarely happened. "Dean... do you...?"

"Just do it, Sam." Dean snapped quietly, bringing his fingers to his face to dry the tears. If he said anything more than what he pushed out, a breakdown would follow.

Closing his eyes, Sam nodded. The wind picked up, and Sam flipped the marble box down, watching his twin's ashes ride along the sky before falling onto the lake. "Goodbye, (Y/n)..."

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Nothing had ever felt so wrong to her. Watching fake ashes swim through the sky, watching her brothers lean on each other and cry over something that isn't real.

"I know you want to watch this, but we need to leave soon." Gabriel crouched down next to his soulmate, then sat in the grass. His wings, on instinct, wrapped around her body and pulled her closer to him. He wanted to say something else, but the tears streaming from her cheeks stopped him. "Hey... I know I keep telling you this is the right thing to do, even though it may seem wrong, it's our safest option."

(Y/n) sighed and rubbed her eyes. "Dean doesn't cry, Gabe. I know you're telling the truth- you can't lie to me..." She dropped her head and curled into a ball. "Dammit, right now, I wish I was dead."

The archangel's heart dropped as he pulled her into a hug, silencing her cries. "Don't say that, sugar. This is for our safety." He kissed her forehead then kissed the crook of her neck before burying his face into it. "I'm sorry, (Y/n)..."

After another few minutes of calming down, (Y/n) pulled away with a heavy sigh. "Thank you for letting me do this. I-I just needed to see them one last time."

Gabriel helped her stand up, then wrapped his arms around her body again. There were no more words to be said, so he raised his wings to the sky, and they were gone once more.