Thank God this one had an ending, because if you had stopped writing when they were trapped in Limbo, I would have freaked out.

Hee! I put that in the author notes just to reassure in case someone stared at the word count in horror.

I guess I can see why you're still calling this a WIP, but I thought it was an absolutely fascinating theological premise, and a very compelling story, just as it was.

Oh yeah. Well. It's--the transition between where I stopped and the ending probably could have been covered in a couple of pages, and then edited. The problem is, in my head, there's a lot more that goes in there, with remembering, and rejecting memory, and the choice made to remember even when it hurts. Castiel was right about pain not being a great motivator to want to keep memories when you can discard them, and they all have a lot of pain to get through even with the good things. So it also has to be more--for Dean, Sam, for Janet, her daughter, and for Castiel, God and faith. And all of those things have built-in pain. So in theory, it could have been fast, but in practice, the story was already in my head one way, and I couldn't write it or get past it. My neurotic is very neurotic.

I thought the villain was *amazingly* creepy--especially at the beginning when he was just erasing people and then at the very end when it became clear many of the poor souls had been trapped in their rotting bodies for centuries.

The funny thing is, during rewrite, a page was cut because it was part of if they had never asked for a world to be created that was the transition between the cave and when Janet Falls, which was Castils' realization of who was holding them; an angel that didn't rebel, but later wanted power, etc. I wish I had added that back in; there was some context that was lost in that Castiel knew this guy, because they'd all known he'd gone there. Not precisely Fallen, just checked out.

And I love that it's Dean's jealousy that keeps the spark of himself alive in limbo, and that the three of them decide to build a house because making something real in that place of ultimate fakeness was most important, and how Janet challenged the false god and fell.

Symbols of home, family, and things you want to keep because they make part of life and are worth living for. *g* There would have been a picket fence, I swear.

And the idea of hunting families going back practically to Adam and Eve is a very cool one.

Oooh yeah. That fascinated me. I love the idea of it.