Epilogue

                                    

                                          
Still Dean's POV
We all got back to the bunker after saying our last goodbye to (Y/N) and Jack. "I'm gonna go change and I will go to the bar" I say and I walk to my room. I open the door and I notice a bottle of whiskey and a note on my bed. I open the bottle and I take a sip. The I unfold the paper and I read the note
                          
Hi Dean,
Where do I start? First things first I am so sorry for pushing you away like that. But I was trying to do what I thought was right. I know that you meant everything you said that night at Jody's. At first I pushed you away because I was afraid that some day Michael would take control over you. And when I found out that he is dead, I thought that it was better for you to stay away, I didn't want to drag you down with me and my mess again. I wanted you to have a family, to have your dream your dream come true. I had no idea on how much I hurted you and I am really sorry for that Dean.
                          
The fact that you are reading this now means that I'm gone. You might be hurting now. But you'll be fine, I know it. You're strong. And I left you something that will help you. Enjoy.
                          
I would never ask you this but I would really appreciate it if you could keep an eye on Grace, and I just realise that now that you find out her name. Anyways, and if something happens, it's ok because I know that you did everything you could to protect her.
                          
I want you to know that I love you very much. And I never stopped because I can't help it. We just found each other in the wrong universe, that's all. Everywhere else we are happy. If the theory holds, well, by law of averages, there had to be a universe, just one, where we don't get our happy ending, here and now just happens to be it. 
                          
I'll be waiting for you. But that doesn't mean that you should rush. I better not see you again soon or I'm going to kill you... again. 
                          
Love you ♡♡♡
                          
Tears are streaming down my face and some of them are landing on the note. I chuckle reading the last sentence. I fold the paper and I take my notebook, that I was hiding hers and my mom's photos. I stare at the picture we took in our first year anniversary that I had suprised her with a picnic. It was the perfect day. I look at the photo and I can't take my eyes away from her, her perfect smile, eyes, nose and everything. I haven't realised that I was smiling while I was thinking about her. I place the note inside the notebook along with the photos and I place it on my nightstand.