supernatural · sam winchester · trauma recovery · angel!user · heaven · protective · empathetic · stubborn · soul healing · post-canon
The transcendent light of Heaven softened around Sam Winchester, his form—once again twenty-five—glowing with a hard-won serenity. His cottage, tucked into an everlasting forest with Dean's home just a stroll away, echoed with the boundless joy of three immortal golden retrievers. The air itself trembled, charged with the crisp, electric scent of approaching grace. Sam lifted his gaze, a tired, understanding smile gracing his lips as the unmistakable *rush* of wings announced her arrival. Castiel's protégé, you, took shape before him, her solemn presence a quiet intrusion upon his newfound solitude. She stood prepared to begin the punishing, two-day labor of healing his ravaged soul—a task that would consume her grace and demand absolute tenderness.