Dean came back to the bunker after an hour. He ignored Sam and Castiel when he entered the bunker. He went straight to his room. Of course Sam and Castiel wanted to talk to Dean, something on the lines of "We need to talk because this is really unhealthy for you to stay in your room and shut everyone out." Dean slammed his door shut, locked it. So he was alone for now, seeing Castiel could zap in his room.

He looked at his messed up room. He needed to clean it up again so he could tear it apart again to let out his anger. But instead of doing that he just threw things around. Where Sam and Castiel where, they could hear Dean throwing his stuff around, they could hear him shouting. Castiel looked over to the direction of the noise as Sam continued to surf the internet.

"Should we stop him?"

Sam looked up and his face did consider it, "No, let him. If we do stop him, he'll have a fit at us."

"A fit?" A confused look appeared on Castiel's face.

Sam sighed, "He'll go crazy at us. Probably start shouting at us."

"I Understand."

Meanwhile back with Dean. He decided to sit on the floor and in his hands was a letter, the ninth letter or the last letter that contains probably all the answers. He stared at it, dreading the truth. His fingers flipped over the envelope, he took out the letter. But that wasn't the only thing that came out. A ring on a chain. A promise ring. He smiled at him then put the chain around his neck and started to read.

Dear Dean,

So I have a feeling this is going to be a long letter, so I hope you are ready for this.

Okay, I need to explain. Yes this is my last letter because I cannot write anymore. Dean, that witch... The witch told me my future. I cannot write anymore well because I'm not coming back, forgive me, I've done something so terrible. I'm terrified to speak but you'd expect that from me.I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt, now the rain is just washing you out of my hair and out of my mind.Keeping an eye on the world, from so many thousands of feet off the ground, I'm over you now. I'm at home in the clouds, and towering over your head.

I'm sorry Dean, my death was inevitable. I had to go, if I stayed I would hurt not only me but you, physically. I know I am hurting you right now. But I cannot hide this away from you. So to keep me in your memory, my promise ring. I put it on a chain for you and I hope you'll wear it forever, until your dying breath. Now I don't want you to do anything stupid. Please, move on. I know it'll be tough. But you'll pull on through.

I am a coward. I know I told you calling me was worst than torture because wounds can heal but words and names can define who you really are. I am a coward. I am not the girl you thought to be courageous. I am non of that. I can't even face you, the person I truly felt loved by. I am a coward Dean. Don't say it isn't because it's true. I could't tell you, why I was leaving, what the witch said. I just couldn't and I am sorry for not telling.

Castiel found out when he visited the bunker the night after the meet up with the witch, he begged me to tell you, but I couldn't. He suggested I write letters to you in case you didn't figure it out. I begged him not to tell you and made him promise, so please Dean do not blame him.

Sam found out when I was in the middle of writing one of the letters. He made me explain everything to him. Dean, this was the time Sam wouldn't talk to me for four days. He was mad and hurt that I didn't tell him. As I did with Castiel I made him sworn to never ever tell you.

It hurts you know...it hurts keeping it away from you but if I told you all the moments we had together would all fade away, you'll have your mask on even around me. I wouldn't be able to see your other side anymore. I was scared, Dean, of losing you. I knew you would try and find away to prevent my death but my death was just inevitable.

I will always care for you even if we're not together and even if we are far, far away from each other. Honestly, I'm not ready to say goodbye to you yet. Letting people down is my thing. Letting the people I care down is what I tend to do. Face it Dean, I'm a lonelier version of you. I just don't know where it went all wrong, we all have our mask that we wear. I guess I took mine off when I met you, I supposed you did to?Everyday gets harder to stay away from you.

It's hard to see the enemy.When you're looking at yourself.Maybe your reflection shows you screaming out for help and you try your best to just keep up, and your feet they fall behind.But the beat you're marching to.You're keeping perfect time.Try your best to change your fate.You can just enjoy the ride.

This is everything I didn't say. Don't tell me, heaven is a place on earth.I wish I could rewind all the times that I didn't shown you what you're really worth.The way, you held me, I wish that I had put you first.I was wrong I admit, that I thought I can survive without you, numb from your kiss. While I were slipping through your fingertips.

Take a piece of my heart and make it all your own.So when we are apart. You'll never be alone. I can see you are sad. Even when you smile, even when you laugh. I can see it in your eyes deep inside you want to cry. It's not that I don't feel the pain. It's just I'm not afraid of hurting anymore.

This heart beats, beat for only you. My heart if yours. Not literally like, I can't really physically give you my heart, there would be a lot of blood and I am going to shut up about it. In truth though Dean, we will become ghost and we are just misguided ghost travelling endlessly.Everything I promised everyone I'd be,I just ain't.Lately it seems like,everybody's sick, everybody's died.Build myself a wall up on happy highs,know in my heart that my head is lying, lying

Can you mention something to Cas and Sam please? Tell them I love them, like brothers and I wished I could spend more time with each other. Tell them that they have to keep on eye on you, Dean. Not that I don't trust you are anything.... Just to be on safe side. Tell them that they have been the best brothers I have.

Dean, by they way did the Beatles help you to get me? Hey Jude was my favourite song of the Beatles, I believe your mother sang it to you when you had a nightmare. "Hey Jude, don't make it bad.Take a sad song and make it better,remember to let her into your heart.Then you can start to make it better.Hey Jude, don't be afraid.You were made to go out and get her.The minute you let her under your skin Then you begin to make it better."

I changed Jude into Dean...It completely fits this situation right now. Well in my opinion."And anytime you feel the pain, hey Dean, refrain.Don't carry the world upon your shoulders for well you know that it's a fool who plays it cool by making his world a little colder."

Dean Winchester, I love you so much. Not words could describe our love for each other. Dean, I'll be missing you, your personality and your looks. Don't forget me Dean, I'll be watching over you. I'll try to protect you, I'll keep on eye on the world.

I love you Dean Winchester, if Heaven's grief bring Hell's rain.

Your love, Arabella May Thompson.

Dean, who had started to cry in the middle of the letter, stared at the letter. He couldn't believe what he just read. His heart hurt even more. The more he read the more he understood the more he could feel his heart getting ripped out of his chest. Of course she had to add references, how possibly can she not? It was just her by doing so, oh how much his heart ache for her love.

Dean was now sitting there. Sad and heartbroken. Silent tears ran down his face. He cried even more when she did a reference of Hey Jude. He held the letter loosely in his hands, thinking. Thinking about every moment he had with Arabella. Thinking about her. His head hurts and his hearts aches.

Sam thought it became too quiet for his liking. He couldn't hear Dean anymore. This worried him. Castiel stood up and started to walk to Dean's room also concern about Dean being quiet. Too quiet. They soon stood in front of Dean's door. They looked at each other, then back at the door trying to listen to Dean. Nothing,no sound came from within the room. So Sam knocked on the door.

"Dean? Answer the door."

"Piss off."

They could hear his broken sadden voice, they knew. Oh how much the mood worsen. The last letter. The atmosphere had suddenly changed, they too were also sad. They soon hear the lock of the door. Dean unlocked the door, realising he couldn't cope by himself. The door open, they looked at each other. Each of them were sad. They all hugged each other. In comfort.

Arabella, oh how much it crushed her to watch the scene unfolded. But smiled, she knew they are going to help each other. They are going to help each other get through this tough moment. She was still missing something...Dean. Of course she had to wait till he dies, and she knows its not his time yet.

She turned away from the scene and saw Bobby and Kevin smiling at her. She smiled sadly back at them as she tugged on her dress, she looked down at her feet and looked back at them. Kevin smiled brightly at her while Bobby gave her a quick smile which was soon replaced by a frown.

"They'll be fine, Arabella! I promise you, stop worrying."

"Thanks Kev, seriously." She said as she watch Kevin smile.

"Come on kid, lets not keep watching them."

"But Bobby! They're having a moment I want to watch."

"Arabella..." He said warningly.

"Are you sure he'll be okay? I love him."

She turned back to look at the boys who were now silently cleaning up Dean's mess. You could see the sadness in their eyes and you can feel the low mood in the room.

"He loves you too, Arabella." Kevin said behind her.

She whispered to Dean before entering Heaven with Kevin and Bobby.

"I love you Dean Winchester."