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Hiatus fic set after the S11 finale. Dean's alive, Sam's alive, they're going to get Cas from wherever he got zapped to, and everything's finally gonna be all right. Dean's on top of the world.
A little voice in the back of his head is whispering "It's never that easy," but Dean ignores it.
Bookmarked by DaisyIsMyShihTzu
26 May 2018
One of my absolute favorite fic writers!
This fic was hard to read because of how incredibly realistic it is. However, I also couldn't stop reading since I had to know how it ended and was drawn in by this author's incredible emotional roller coaster of a story-line. There is so much hope, so much love and so much care; the Winchesters absolutely fit the roles they were given in this fic, in a very good and powerful way. That being said, I LOVE this fic.
Sorry for so many Bookmarker's Tags too, haha! I do this to my Bookmarks because sometimes I get bored and like to filter random things I haven't read in a while.
"Even in his sleep Cas has an arm draped across Dean's waist. 'You just keep holding on,' thinks Dean. He rolls a little toward Cas and manages to snake an arm across Cas's shoulders without waking him up, and allows himself a moment to grip on tight.
Cas sighs in his sleep and his hand tightens slightly on Dean's waist.
'Keep holding on,' Dean thinks again, no longer sure whether he's thinking it to Cas or to himself."
"These are the times when the blossom unfurls, even more, from the bud. It's not just from loving someone else. It's also from being loved. Sure, all the other human emotions probably help too; laughter and friendship and simple moments of happiness must have an effect. And the bittersweet moments, as well; pouring out one's own love, while not knowing if it'll ever be returned; pain, and sorrow, and loss; the sense of mortality... that all-too-human knowledge of the nearness of death, the flickering briefness of life, its terrible fragility. All that must count, sure. But Dean is absolutely sure right now that the human soul grows quite a lot too just from being loved. It must be like sunshine on a tiny seedling; like rain in the desert."
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