Tablet

A flutter of wings and in seconds you find yourself standing in the middle of a angel and demon fight. You and your best friend Kevin move out of the way as the angel tablet is left on the glass table. Crowley, a well dressed English demon who happens to be the king of hell, smirks at the blue eyed angel in a dirty trench coat.
" well well well, if it isn't the hunters boyfriend" he giggles.
" Crowley you have no business with that tablet" he scours in a low husky voice, slightly weak.
" you don't have the juice, Castiel , why don't you float up into the clouds with and play with a harp like your suppose to" Crowley responded with sarcasm.
Cas's angel blade slid into his grasp out of nowhere, he held it up with a persistent determined facial expression.
"Hand it over Crowley!" He demands taking a step towards the table.
Crowley smirks before holding his hand up and his blade suddenly appearing.
Cas's eyes glow bright blue.
" don't do this CAS" Crowley said slightly surprised.
His eyes glow brighter as a blinding light spreads from his body revealing a shadow of wings behind him. He slightly pouted his lips in anger and power.
" your bluffing!" Crowley yells scared and holding his blade out.
" you wanna take that chance!" CAS screamed back holding out his palm that started glowing, his eyes fully lit up and beamed lighting up the whole room his hand lit up with golden light and the sound of ringing in both Crowley yours and Kevin's ears. Before you thought your ears would explode CAS and Crowley both reached for the tablet at the same time, they collided smashing the glass table and the tablet in half, a burst of white light exploded around the room blasting Kevin and you Through the brick wall behind you. Crowley disappears with half of the tablet, in a blink while CAS flutters his wings and in a flash also disappears with the other half. Leaving Kevin and you covered in rubble.

Kevin was still, not moving and barely breathing at all. Your legs are trapped under the bricks so your just out of reach. You call for help before getting light headed and passing out unconscious.
Dean kicked down the metal door and stormed in, your boyfriend Sam followed. They see the rooms been ripped to shreds and get worried about what happened.
" son of a bitch," Dean complains.
Sam freaks out because he doesn't know where you are.
sam yells for you waiting for a response. With no reply they search the room. They find the smashed hole in the brick wall and Sam climbs through. He finds you unconscious and desperately tries to pull all the rubble of you and free your legs. He pulls his jacket of and scrunched it into a ball and gently lays your head on it, before pulling the last of the bricks off your motionless body. He gently braces your head with his hand and picks you up under your knees and carries you in his arms. Dean appears through the whole as he noticed Kevin's motionless body covered in rubble.
" Kevin!" Dean yells running to him and dusting him off and clearing some space around him. Dean pressed his ear against Kevin's chest and listened for any sign of breathing or a heartbeat. Sam saw Dean's face drop to despair. "Kevin!, come back you son of a bitch!" He cried punching his chest and slumping onto his knees and burying his face in his shaky hands. A tear fell down his cheek as he looked broken hearted up at Sam, who's eyebrows dropped as he realised that Kevin, their hunting sidekick was dead.
Dean picked Kevin up and held him over his shoulder and walked towards the door with Sam following behind looking down at you.

Back at the bunker Sam carefully carried you down the entrance stairs and into his bedroom and lays you down on his bed and walked out to help Dean with Kevin's limp body. They place his ice cold pale white corpse onto Dean's bed and close the door before Dean collapses into Sam's arms and sobbing into his shoulder.
" Kevin's gone, he ain't coming back" he sobs as his arms drop to his sides. Dean's passed out on the couch and Sam is cleaning you up with a wet cloth and covering you with a blanket.
(Two hours later)
You wake up to see Sam's hand resting in yours and his head facedown on your lap. You move your hand which wakes him up and he stares at you with watery eyes,
" hey, Sam what's wrong?" You gently caress his cheek with your hand looking puzzled.
" it's Kevin, he's..he's" he stops reluctantly not wanting to tell you. You sit up concerned and persistent to find out what was wrong,
" Sam?" You ask in a serious tone
He looks down and grips your hand, but you resist and attempt to get up
" what aren't you telling me?" You Ask slightly frustrated
He tries to lay you back down but you push him out of the way and get up off the bed. Sam wraps his arms around your waist in an stamp to stop you as you walk forwards, but loosing his grip he chases after you. You call out for Dean who responds in the distance
" in here" in his low masculine voice.
You run in to find Kevin's pale body lying next to Dean who was sitting with his face in his palms.
" omg, Kevin!" You scream running to him and holding his face.
" no,no,no,no" you cry burying your face into his still chest. Then sliding onto your knees and sobbing. Sam who was at the door, walks to you and kneels down pulling your head into his chest and holding it with his hand kissed your forehead and pulled you into a comforting hug.

Two days later and you were still locked by yourself in your room snuggled in blankets and pillows. All Sam and Dean could hear was occasional whimpering, and things being thrown across the room. Eventually Sam had enough and couldn't take it anymore, he stormed to your room and kicked the locked door open revealing you sitting on the bed with a blank face before glaring as Sam in shock
" SAM!, leave me alone!" You scream, but Sam refuses and picks you up and drags you out into the library, you struggle in his tightly gripped arms, but he's too strong. He forces you into a chair and sits next to you.
" this isn't healthy , you have to talk to someone" Sam explained looking sympathetically at you with puppy dog eyes.
" I'm fine" you reply attempting to get up from your seat but get pushed back down by Sam who was determined.
" no, your not,please just talk to me, you can't just bottle yourself up, I miss him too but we have to grieve and move on, ok?"
" I'm not bottling my self up" you rebutted confidently as you pushed him out of the way and headed towards the stairs. Sam grabs your hand forcefully swinging you back at him.
" what aren't you telling me!, why are you punishing yourself?"
" because!"
" because why!" Sam yelled frustrated
Your throat cracks as tears well in your eyes, you scream at the top of your lungs in self hate,
"BECAUSE , ITS MY FAULT!" You stand there breathing heavily for a minute before you storm up the stairs and slamming the door. Sam stands there with wide eyes before quickly following you outside. Your pacing up and down the path with clenched fists taking deep breaths. Sam appears at the door way and calmly looks at her,
" it's not your fault" he tells you but you crack it and slap his face, he turns away holding his cheek in his hand and clicking his jaw before turning back to you, you instantly regretted what you did and apologised.
"No this is good, let it all out" he opened his arms.
" it's my fault!" You cry as tears filled your eyes and your head drops and a tear falls from your face. Sam embraces you in a tight hug and rubs your back resting his chin on the top of your head and cradles your head with his other hand.
" shhhhhhhhhhhhh, it's ok"
" it's my fault he's dead, why couldn't I save him?" you whimper as your throat tightens and breaks down.
" hey, look at me" he commands as he cups your face towards his,
" no one could, ok, it's no ones fault, Kevin was like a brother to me, and I know he was your best friend, so loosing him is gonna be hard, but you still have me and Dean, ok, so you don't go through this alone,we do this together. He will always be with us, and a part of us with him, you can never replace the hole in your chest, but you can learn to live with it. And we will, but we'll do it together." He pressed his lips against yours before you lowered your head into his flannel shirt and hugged him with a relief and a small smile.

As Dean held the match out to you, you hold it out at Kevin's wrapped body sitting on a neatly placed bonfire,
" We love you Kevin, family don't end in blood, you will always be in our hearts, rest in peace bestie" you light the match as a hand tightly grips yours and a hand wraps around your waist. The flames rose high into the night sky crackling, you turn away and hug Sam who pulled your chin up to his view.
" I love you" he admits as he kisses you again before you rest your face against his chest looking at the fire,
" I love you too" you smile for the first time in days,
staring into the night sky hoping that Kevin's soul would be safe in heaven. 
R.I.P
Kevin tran
Beloved best friend brother and son.