Three years pass before Castiel wins the war. Dean has a feeling that Heaven looks pretty much like World War Two battlefield at this point, he doesn’t ask, but he doesn’t have to, not after he saw nothing but ash and grief in Castiel eyes. They sit in a kitchen, the only light coming from softly glowing soul, Liza’s soul, and there is a row of bottles between them that Cas has drunk. - I’ll fix her in the morning. Dean nods.
***
The war is over and Liza is alive. Dean thinks he should probably pack a bag and cross at least three states line before finding some shitty motel. But he doesn’t. Because Liza is alive, sure, but she is scared and she looks so alone. Dean has to do something. He stays. Cas stays too. There seems to be a silent agreement between three of them that no one is going anywhere. And it’s a freaking irony that Dean is the least broken of them all. Ben of course is happy and that’s probably the only thing that drugs them through that post-war hangover.
***
One evening, when Ben plays on PlayStation with a friend from school, Liza slips into Dean room. They watch “Sound of music” together and end up falling asleep in one bed. Dean isn’t sure about Cas falling asleep, not that it makes next morning any less weird. A couple of days later it happens again. When after passing popcorn Lisa leans to kiss Castiel it’s not totally unexpected. And weird. And Dean has to teach Cas about girls. And it turns out that Lisa has a wing kick. But the most important part that in the morning they all can still looks each other in the eye (again Dean isn’t sure that Cas would know to be embarrassed). And when Cas flies of up to Heaven Lisa kisses him good-by and next night they all in bed together. Dean doesn’t know where it would lead them, but he is sure wants to find out.
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Re: fill, part 3/3
Date: 2012-04-06 10:34 am (UTC)Three years pass before Castiel wins the war. Dean has a feeling that Heaven looks pretty much like World War Two battlefield at this point, he doesn’t ask, but he doesn’t have to, not after he saw nothing but ash and grief in Castiel eyes.
They sit in a kitchen, the only light coming from softly glowing soul, Liza’s soul, and there is a row of bottles between them that Cas has drunk.
- I’ll fix her in the morning.
Dean nods.
***
The war is over and Liza is alive. Dean thinks he should probably pack a bag and cross at least three states line before finding some shitty motel. But he doesn’t. Because Liza is alive, sure, but she is scared and she looks so alone. Dean has to do something.
He stays.
Cas stays too.
There seems to be a silent agreement between three of them that no one is going anywhere. And it’s a freaking irony that Dean is the least broken of them all.
Ben of course is happy and that’s probably the only thing that drugs them through that post-war hangover.
***
One evening, when Ben plays on PlayStation with a friend from school, Liza slips into Dean room. They watch “Sound of music” together and end up falling asleep in one bed. Dean isn’t sure about Cas falling asleep, not that it makes next morning any less weird.
A couple of days later it happens again. When after passing popcorn Lisa leans to kiss Castiel it’s not totally unexpected. And weird. And Dean has to teach Cas about girls. And it turns out that Lisa has a wing kick. But the most important part that in the morning they all can still looks each other in the eye (again Dean isn’t sure that Cas would know to be embarrassed). And when Cas flies of up to Heaven Lisa kisses him good-by and next night they all in bed together.
Dean doesn’t know where it would lead them, but he is sure wants to find out.