Its on my shoulders no one elses
Clare sat in her room at the bunker, She held her face in her hands and stared at the blank piece of paper in front of her. She knew if she wrote this letter and left that it would kill Dean... But she had to do this. She couldn't handle it, after everything Deanmon had done to her.... She needed to find God and make sure that the mark of Cain would go and stay gone. Clare sighed as she picked up her pen and moved the sheet of paper to write the letter that she knew her boy would hate to read.
I know that when you were a demon it wasn't really you, trust me lover I know that. But what the demon side of you did.... to Sam... Cas.. me...I need to make it go away so that it never happens again. I'm going to heaven to find where God is. I'm a nephilium and I will be able to find him. I'm am going to get that mark off of your arm if its the last thing I do. Hell, it might be the last thing I do as we both know how God feels about my kind.
De I don't blame you for what the demon side of you did to me, I dont blame you for any of it please know that.
If I do return I hope you don't hate me too much and I hope that we can go back to us. I love you De, I have since I was six years old. That is why I'm doing this. I'm not having my soul mate become a demon again.
I'm sorry and I love you so very much De
Clare folded the paper up and placed it in an envelope, writing Dean's name on the envelope and going to place it on Dean's pillow. She looked around the room and stopped as she saw her favorite picture of her and Dean together.
Clare smiled slowly as she looked at their photo together. She loved Dean more then anything in the world and that is why she was going to do this.
Clare sighed before disappearing with her duffel bag and archangel blade as she heard the Winchester boys walk into the bunker.
"Clare! Angel we're back!" Came Dean's voice as he walked through the bunker. After a few minutes of not finding his girl he walked back through the bunker to Sam. "Hey did Clare message you saying that she was going out?" He asked slowly, Sam pulled out his phone and checked it before shaking his head. Dean took off looking through the entire bunker before running into his room and seeing the envelope on his pillow. Dean stopped short before reaching for the letter and opening it slowly as Sam walked into his room. "It's a letter, from Clare..." Dean said, his voice hoarse as he began to read the letter. He slowly slipped down on his bed as he continued to read it.
As Dean finished reading the letter from his beloved angel, he wiped the tears from his face. "She's gone... She left... went to heaven to find God to get this damn mark off of my arm.... God's gonna kill her.... it was a rule.... Angels cant mate with humans"
Sam watched his brother before sitting down next to him, "Clare has survived all the angels coming after her, She's survived Hell.... all these years of hunting. I'm sure she's got her blade. She'll come back to you, she always does"
Dean sighed before looking over at their picture. "Lets go Sam, We'll call Jody and Cas. She's family Sam, She's a Winchester, We are going to find her and save her ass... Just like she's saved our asses all these years."
"Saving people. Hunting things. The Family Business" Sam chuckled, "And most importantly, we do anything for family"
