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Season 10 Predictions | Part of my end!verse theory

The only way to cure Demon!Dean is to remove the Mark. The only way to remove the Mark is to go back to the original source: Lucifer. He is willing to remove the Mark, but only if he is released from the cage and Sam agrees to be his vessel again.
Whatever choices you make, whatever details you alter, we will always end up here.

Other predictions and season 10 AU’s: 1 2 (torture/blood warning) 3 4 5 6 7

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Season 10 Predictions and AU’s

Then Sam and Dean drive away in separate cars.

This is more of a final episode ever idea, based on a set of theories yourshipmentisin sent me.

Demon!Dean is permanent. There is no cure for the Mark, but Dean masters it and finally has the calm and strength and feeling of self-worth we always wanted for him.

Sam starts the Men of Letters over, and invites others to join. He acts in a sort of Bobby figure to them and hunters who come to them for guidance. He also marries, and lives a happy life like he always wanted.

Dean still prefers the open road, so continues to hunt every evil son of a bitch out there. Because when you’re restless and immortal but still Dean Winchester…why not save some people and hunt some things.

Castiel finds a solution to his grace and is a full angel again, but instead of returning to heaven, he prefers to stay by Dean’s side.

That’s about as happy of an ending you can get if Dean is not able to be cured—so I like it a lot myself. There was a second half of what happens after the credits, that I may add on later.

But then both dean and cas are immortal so they just keep hunting on and on and eventually they become legends that people tell stories about.

And then one day they go and visit a retired Sam at his house and he is old and withering away. Dean would shed a tear and call him Sammy one last time and Cas would sit by his bedside and tell him how much good he did in the world  and Sam would just wheeze “Why are you guys talking like I’m about to keel over and die? I’m with you until the end of the line.” and breathe his last. 

But Dean can’t get into heaven to see Sammy because of the mark so he sends Cas every now and then to check on him. And Cas will bring back stories of Sam’s happiest memories. And Dean will smile as he listens because the memories have shifted to times they hunted together as a family as well as times he and his wife and his children did everyday things. Dean was hunting too much when Sam was alive to hear some of these stories and Cas has turned into a great storyteller…

((Here, time to turn to a happier ending))

And then one day as Dean and Cas are driving along in the Impala, (it’s still running after all these years), and the radio turns on. Castiel is telling Dean about where he last saw Sam in Heaven. It was Christmas in a motel room. Sam was holding up a cup of eggnog to his memory of Dean.

Just as Cas is describing this, the radio turns on. Dean jabs the dial, turning it off.

“I really need to get that thing fixed.” He mutters, looking over at Cas. “But after all these years, what can you do.”

The radio comes on again.

Castiel looks over at Dean, confused.

Dean just turns it off again.

“Rude.” A voice calls from the back of the Impala.

Dean slams the breaks on the Impala.

“What the hell, man?” he barks, turning around to face to intruder in the back seat.

“Perhaps you’d prefer Asia,” Gabriel says, brushing off his comment. Heat of the Moment reverberates through the Impala. Dean shuts it off again.

“Look, I know you are are like ruler of Heaven, but this is my car and you can’t just appear out of nowhere like that.” Dean’s eyes are black.

“You know, you’d really think you’d be nicer to me. Me being here to help you and all…”

“Yeah, I don’t think so.” Dean retorts.

“Castiel, little brother, you tell him.”

“Tell me what?” Dean says, turning to Cas.

“While in heaven I wasn’t just visiting Sam. I sought out Gabriel. He owed me for taking care of Metatron. And we…might have found a cure for the Mark.” Cas said, averting his eyes. “I…didn’t want to get your hopes up.”

“To Hell you found a cure. We searched all over the world for years.”

“Did you ever think to look right under your nose? Or above it.”

“What are you talking about?”

“Hello. Archangel. Look. My big brother Lucifer did a nasty number with that Mark. But I being the kindhearted angel I am…”

Dean scoffs. Gabe continues, “Figured out a way to reverse it. It takes an angel with a lot of juice though. Oh where oh where can we find one of those…”

“Are you saying…” Dean says, rubbing the Mark on his arm. It hasn’t bothered him for years, but he feels it calling out to him now.

“Meaning Dean Winchester. You can be human again. Once we get rid of that Mark. No tricks. I’ve moved on to bigger games.” Gabe says, shrugging and grinning widely. “At any rate, I will not hear the end of this from  Castiel over there until your ass is in Heaven. So Dean. What do you say. Tired of howling at that moon? Ready to be human again?”

Disbelief coats Dean’s voice.

“I will be able to…see Sam again?”

—-

It was still many years of life as a human and hunter after that until Dean greeted Death for the last time.

And as Dean’s soul left Earth, so did the angel Castiel.

And together, they reunited with Sam.

Carry on my wayward son…

When Dean arrives in Heaven, he nearly falls apart at the first thing he sees. It had been far too long.

“Sammy?”

Sam smiles. “Hey, Dean. Long time, no see.”

…there’ll be peace when you are done…

Dean stands, unsure what to say. Finally, foregoing all thought, he runs to hug the little brother he knew couldn’t be without any longer. They both hold each other desperately, afraid to let go, afraid it’ll go away like a dream.

…lay you’re weary head to rest…

Dean says the only thing he can think to say in that moment.

“Bitch.”

Sam laughs, a sound that sounds more like a sob than anything else.

“Jerk.”

…don’t you cry no more.

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I BROKE MY CAPS LOCK BUTTON HELP ME

have you tried turning it off and back on again

I HIT IT REALLY HARD AND STILL HASN’T TURNED OFF

there is no need to shout ma’am. have you tried turning it off and back on

I AM NOT SHOUTING

IT DOESN’T TURN OFF

ma’am, ma’am, have you tried turning it on & off again

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I don’t think I’ve stopped crying yet.

Misha was on a harness and it dropped him 20 feet and the set collapsed on all 3 of the boys. Jensen and Jared got away with minor injuries, while Misha was unresponsive and taken to the hospital.

Pray for him and keep eyes on this site to stay updated on the accident.

I don’t want to add to hysteria if this is wrong but does anyone have info on this?

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let’s have a moment of silence for the most attractive disney characters that were only alive for 2 minutes of the film

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#you’ll be in our hearts #always

so tarzan’s dad is jared padalecki

if you look hard enough his mom is jensen ackles

and Tarzan is like a baby Misha….

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What is wrong with this fandom?

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I stared at this for a few seconds but once I got it, I chuckled.

SIGH.

#my sediments exactly

Don’t take puns for granite.

These jokes just keep getting boulder.

i don’t know, they’re kind of a lode of schist.

Now, now, there’s no need to get all butte hurt, lets just take a steppe back

Yeah, everyone, be gneiss.

I’m cracking up at this.

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Thank you for that earth-shaking contribution.

Don’t mine me, I’m just marbling at the humor.

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I stared at this for a few seconds but once I got it, I chuckled.

SIGH.

#my sediments exactly

Don’t take puns for granite.

These jokes just keep getting boulder.

i don’t know, they’re kind of a lode of schist.

Now, now, there’s no need to get all butte hurt, lets just take a steppe back

Yeah, everyone, be gneiss.

I’m cracking up at this.

Rocks

Thank you for that earth-shaking contribution.

Don’t mine me, I’m just marbling at the humor.