Dean's letter from Point of No Return


Sammy,

I know by the time you read this, things will be over one way or the other but I couldn't just walk away without some sort of good-bye. It's not the kind I wanted but I knew I couldn't tell you what I was doing. You'd just try to stop me and I think deep down, we both know this is the only choice left. And it is my choice, Sam. Not destiny or fate or any of the crap the angels have been cramming down our throats. I made this choice and I know I can never make you understand why so I'm not even going to try.

I'm sending you my most prized possessions and I hope you're not so pissed at me that you throw them out. You'll find the Impala parked at Mike's Travel Inn in Cicero. Take care of her for me, okay? She's really the only home we've ever known and I'd like to think there are actually some happy memories there. If I still had the amulet, I'd send you that too. I've wished every day that I hadn't thrown it away. I'm not even sure why I did. It wasn't a reflection of my feelings toward you, Sam. That, I promise.

I've always tried to look out for you, Sammy. I tried to protect you, keep you safe. I think in protecting you, I did you a great disservice. I never allowed you to grow up. I never let you be the man you wanted to be and for that, I'm sorry. Maybe if I'd spent more time listening to you instead of trying to tell you what to do your whole life, things would have turned out different in this whole apocalypse thing but it's too late for me to change things now.

I'm going to make arrangements for you, Bobby, Cas, and a few other people. Michael's not riding my ass for nothing. When this is all over, I want you to get out, Sam. Get out of the business, try to find the normal you were always looking for. If Michael can kill Lucifer while he's still in Nick's vessel, the world can go on, you can go on, Sammy. Please do it, for me.

I know what you're thinking: "You have no right to ask that of me." I can even imagine the pissy little bitch face you have right now as you're reading this. Well, guess what? I've given everything for this family and I think I'm entitled to one last request. Besides, you never were able to refuse my dying wish, no matter how many of them I made.

I'm sorry it had to end this way, Sammy. I really am. And I'm sorry I never told you the one thing you probably needed to hear more than any other: I love you, Sammy. Goodbye.

Dean


A/N: I personally couldn't get a good legible screencap of this letter but I did find one on the web. (PM me if you want the link) I thought about trying to write mine to match up since only parts of it can be read but in the end I decided to go with what I already had.

Thanks for reading!