Razor Wire Shrine - Part Five
Title: Razor Wire Shrine
Author:
queengeekkeri
Artists:
tooquickly and
lennymechs
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairings: Dean/Cas, Dean/OMC, Cas/OMC
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: All together 44,500
Warnings: Spoilers up to 5.4, m/m explicit sex, oral sex, angry sex, anal sex, blasphemy, drug abuse, violence, gore, more sex, angst, major character deaths (a few of the loved ones so be prepared), alcohol abuse, angry drunken sex, misrepresentation of God (maybe), Bottom!Dean, Top!Dean, Bottom!Cas, Top!Cas, suicide attempt, angsty ruff sex, more blasphemy and then sex, Dean puts Baby in the corner.
Summary: The year is 2014 and the Colt works. Dean kills the Devil but Cas refuses to let that be the end for Dean. Cas tries to make Dean see that he still has so much to live for and finds out that he has more to live for as well now that the apocalypse is over and humanity has a second chance.
I don’t own anything from Supernatural they all belong to Kripke & the CW. I just like to play with their toys. Thanks to @Maddeh and @AnimeChik27 for being my Alpha and Beta; without them this fic would have driven me crazy and Chitaqua would be spelled wrong a different way every time it is mentioned. I got the idea & the name of the Fic from Sarah McLaughlin’s song Building a Mystery. Everything about that song reminds me of 2014 Castiel. This is written for
dc_dystopia
Make sure to send some love to
tooquickly and
lennymechs for their awesome Artwork the can be found Here and Here.
Part Four
Part Five
The people are talking amongst themselves but hush as soon as Cas and Chuck walk in; Cas immediately goes to the front while Chuck stands off to the side. With his new purpose in life figured out he doesn’t hesitate to dive right into his plans. “I asked you all here because we need to make some plans for our future. With the Devil dead that gives humanity a chance to rebuild itself but it also makes us vulnerable as well. The beast itself might be gone but it has minions and there is still the matter of people infected with the Croatoan Virus. I believe our best option is to move to someplace with better fortification. Once the fortification is secured we can reestablish a community. There will be training for every one over the age of 13 in weapons, exorcism rituals, and hand to hand combat as well as a school set up for younger children to commence their studies in reading, writing, and arithmetic. I want a place where we can all feel safe but be able to defend at a moments notice if needed. I asked you to bring maps, anyone with maps I want you to bring them to the front and lay them out for people to see. I want you all to help us find the best places to find food, weapons, clothing and medical supplies as well as places that might be used as fortifications. I believe prisons are our best option in this case with their security to keep things in; this will also be useful to keep things out. The older the better because of the use of iron and masonry in older years; it doesn’t have to be big just big enough to hold our camp twice over. I want room for other survivors should we find some. Chuck here will take the lists you made of all your supplies. We need to know what we have and what we need when we leave camp, so the more detailed the better. Let’s get these maps filled up quick so we can start sending out scouts for Helms Deep.” Cas turns back to Chuck who is smiling at him for making a reference to something he doesn’t even understand. The room becomes a fury of excitement as people lay out their maps and start circling places they find pertinent.
Chuck walks over to Cas still smiling. “Who knew you’d end up speaker of the house.” His smile gets broader at Cas’ look of confusion. Chuck thinks he will have to remember to get Cas a book on American Government as well as finding the Tolken series, his thoughts get interrupted by people handing him lists.
Cas walks over to the maps that are laid out. He can see Michigan, Wisconsin, Minnesota, Iowa, Illinois, Indiana and Ohio which covers their surrounding states. Everything is south of where they are situated in the northern most part of Michigan butted up to Lake Superior so that makes it easier. An older man is there by the maps, he’s tall, mostly bald, in his fifties at least with a Semper Fi tattoo on his left arm and graying scruff, he circles three spots in red marker all of them about equal distance form their camp. Cas leans over to look at them noting the names of the towns, Kinross, Wausau, and Bemidji. The man turns toward Cas and points them out. “These prisons are older but they’ve been kept up so one of them might be what you’re looking for.” He points at Bemidji. “This one is our best bet being right next to a national park, would make for good hunting and lumber but it will also be the hardest to get to because Duluth is right in our way.”
Cas looks at the map closer. “The scouting team could take back roads around Duluth and see if it is safe for the rest of the camp. Thank you.” Cas holds out his hand because he knows now that it is polite to shake hands in thanks or showing a gesture of respect.
The man smiles and shakes his hand. “Lucas Laufey. Glad to be of service. Let me know when the scouting parties are going out I’d like to be included in that.” He pulls a lollipop from his pocket. “Bonnie told me I have to keep my sugar up. Damn Diabetes.” He winks at Cas and then walks away handing his list to Chuck before sitting back down.
Over the next half hour several more locations are circled. Two other people have confirmed that the three locations circled by Lucas are prime places to check out. Chuck is going over his lists of supplies and figuring out what they need for the move. With a hundred people to transport they decide that making several trips over a couple of days to ensure the route is safe is needed along with a bus. There are maybe a dozen cars in total that are usable in the camp so they plan for a scouting team to find transport and gasoline.
An hour later they have a plan set up. Three groups of three are going to head to each of the locations which were circled by Lucas and a fourth group of three is going to find Gasoline and working transportation. Lucas, who it turns out has only been with the camp for seven months but is friendlier with Chuck then most, is going to take the Bemidji scout around Duluth. Turns out he has combat experience from ‘Nam’ and was Special Forces up to retirement. Cas likes Lucas, he’s a warrior, though he wonders if Bonnie would approve of the amount of candy he consumes with his diabetes. Cas is going to take Wausau which is the closest but his team is going to pick up supplies from the hospital there. Chuck is going to give them a list he and Bonnie put together of the supplies they are in need of. The three groups are going to leave at first light and after sorting the volunteers and reassigning people for guard duty they decide to call it a night.
A little over two hours after Cas left Dean he walks back in holding a plate of solid food including some deer meat that was being dried out for jerky. Dean is reading a beat up old book called ‘On the Road’ Cas smiles at the name seeing the irony in it. Dean stands up and walks over to Cas pressing their mouths together briefly before pulling back. The greeting is because he’s happy Cas is back and even happier that he brought food. The two of them sit on the cot picking at the plate and talking about the meeting and the plans for the next day. Dean doesn’t volunteer to go and Cas doesn’t ask him too. Cas tells Dean about Lucas and Dean says that he’s talked to him a couple of times to set up patrol duty and taken him out on a couple of supply runs. He confirms that Lucas is well trained and a good shot, in this world that is what is important. They don’t talk about Sam or Lucifer. Instead Dean tells Cas about the book he’s reading which he says has always been one of his favorites behind the Vonnegut books.
When they get tired Cas takes his time undressing Dean. It feels more intimate then they ever had before but Dean doesn’t fight against him. Cas wonders if it is because he’s that broken or if it is because he is finally realizing his feelings and has chosen not to fight them. Either way Cas is happy to give Dean this small piece of calm. Cas pushes Dean back onto the bed and begins kissing all the marks and bruises left from their earlier encounter. The slow gentleness is a stark contrast to the hard, fast paced and angry fuck from that morning. Dean moans as Cas laves his nipples and collar bone and up the nape of his neck. Their naked bodies slide on each other, cocks grazing, making them both shudder. They haven’t showered except for the sponging off they both had when they got back the day before so the salt from their sweat is built up but it doesn’t stop their mouths from roaming each others skin. Cas reaches in between their bodies and take hold of both their cocks pumping them and pushing them together, the sensitive heat causing them both to moan as he quickens the pace. Dean bucks his hips up into Cas chasing his release and comes as Cas thumbs his slit. Cas watches Dean fall over the edge his skin shining, eyes bulging out then quickly squeezing shut, he loves watching Dean like this and it brings him closer to the edge. He strokes Dean through his orgasm and when Dean is done he pulls back to finish himself off.
When he feels Dean’s hand over his own jerking him off he knows it isn’t going to be long. He locks his eyes on Dean, breath hitching with each stroke. Dean leans in and kisses along his neck stopping at his ear. Dean whispers, “Come for me Cas, let me see you lose it.” On command Cas’ body jolts and he’s coming over both their hands. Dean pulls him in for a kiss as he milks every last drop from Cas. Dean pulls back enough to lean their foreheads together. “I almost forgot how fucking sexy you are when you come Cas.” He leans in for another kiss leaving Cas more breathless then he already is from his orgasm. Dean pulls back, gets on his feet, and walks over to the wash basin filled with rain water and dips a small towel in it before walking back over to clean the two of them off.
Once cleaned off and recovered from their post coital stupor they get dressed opting to sleep in sweat pants because it is awful chilly. They brush their teeth, add another log to the cabin’s woodstove, and climb back onto the cot. To tell the truth, it is very domestic and Cas remembers a time when they did this routine almost nightly. They curl toward each other legs intertwined arms over each others waist close enough to breathe the other’s air. Cas watches Dean as he falls asleep and wonders if Chuck was right, if this is what being in love feels like. He decides yes it is, looking at Dean sleeping makes him feel in love without a doubt and if this doesn’t end well for a second time then he’s prepared for the broken heart.
Part Six