My babe would never fret none About what my hands and my body done if the Lord don't forgive me I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me

Dean Winchester didn't think he was deserving of love. The world around him crumbled with any admittance to love. That's how life had gone. Anything he loved deserted him or disappeared. His life, his nature, and what it invited. He thought his world revolved around violence, regardless of how much he tried to stop it. Then you came around.

A fall from Heaven, that's how you stumbled into Dean Winchester. Like a baby deer learning how to walk for the first time, Dean had found you just learning about true humanity on the ground. It was all an entirely new experience, and yet he found you graceful. And you found him to be, believe it or not, your savior. Everything you thought you knew about God, your father, and his creations...you had been entirely wrong about it all. Dean walked you through everything with a keen sensitivity, and you fell in love with it over the years. And he was infatuated by your innocence, a profound longing of the true experiences of a newfound human.

When my time comes around Lay me gently in the cold, dark Earth No grave can hold my body down I'll crawl home to her

Then, years after being with Dean and his brother, your grace had returned, and Dean was stunned by your true ability, your strength. It was relief to you, because he didn't fear your power, he was mesmerized. And you relished with it's return, even if it wasn't the same. Every time Dean was injured, you could heal him, and it made you feel grateful for the first time to have grace.

Dean loved you endlessly, he knew it. But, he never could find a way to verbalize it. He figured, 'An angel? Like them? Far out of my league.' What he didn't know, is that you fell effortlessly for him.

You graze your hand over old, childhood photos of Dean and Sam on his nightstand, grinning unconsciously, when a voice by the door softly speaks, "What'd you find?"