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    Dean doesn’t just remember Hell; he remembers being raised from it, too.

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    03 Aug 2021

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    “But you know something? If I couldn’t get you laid, at least I gave you a good first date.”

    feat: footsies at a Ruby Tuesday, stargazing, the recreation of an iconic "Dirty Dancing" scene (no, not that one—the other one), and practicing for When You're With A Girl.

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    02 Aug 2021

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    Brittle and battle-worn, Cas looks at him over coffee one morning and says, "I need to go," and Dean instantly knows that he's not coming back. 

    He's not really sure how he knows it, but he does. It settles into the pit of his stomach, curling hot and tight like something he instinctively wants to tear out with his bare hands. He takes a breath, and it gets stuck in his throat, hitching there. It hurts, hurts, hurts when he finally exhales. 

    "Yeah," Dean says, "of course you do," and he nods jerkily as he looks down at his phone. He doesn't say goodbye. He doesn't look up from the screen when Cas gets up and leaves the room. He doesn't finish his coffee, or move for a long time. 

    By nightfall, Cas is gone.

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    24 Jul 2021

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    21 Jul 2021

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    Dean takes a really, really long drive to kick fear in the ass. It might just be the best thing he ever decides to do.

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    The seat squeaks, and Dean follows the sound, his gaze trailing down. There—where Jack sat moments ago—is a much tinier version of him. He looks mostly the same, just...smaller and more dimply and cuter, if that's possible. His clothes have shrunk to fit him, so he's casually sitting in a t-shirt, jeans, and scuffed tennis shoes. He swings his feet from side-to-side over the edge of Baby's seat the same way Sam used to in the back, and he stares up at Dean with clear eyes. 

    "Oh," Dean blurts out, eyes bulging, "Cas is going to fucking kill me." 

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    20 Jul 2021