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Title: Lost
Pairings: Dean/Castiel
Warnings: spoilers, character death, probably others but not sure
Disclaimer: not owned, just adored
First person point of view
I guess I never knew how much I was loved until it was too late, we fought every bad thing we came across, Demons, monsters, our own darkness, but I never Realised just how much we had given up, until we failed.
Azazel had been planning for this for hundreds of years, he changed thousands of children, all for this one thing, to give Lucifer a host when the seals were broken, a 'worthy vessel'. We fought so hard to keep those seals unbroken, we failed.
As the final seal broke, I found Myself caught in My own tainted blood, it covered Me like a web of pure darkness, this was what Dean had been bought back to stop, and he did, just not how they had planned for.
Caught in my own pain, I didn't see him until it was too late, he flung himself right into the spell that was to make me the host of Lucifer, He stood between my soul and oblivion, When the darkness had faded, there was nothing of Dean left, Lucifer wore my brother's face, but I could never mistake him for Dean.
Dean had sacrificed himself to force Lucifer into a weaker host, one that an Angel could defeat, instead of one forcing god to abandon all things to unknown danger. I watched the final battle, I was no longer needed, My brother's Angel was the one to strike that last gut-hollowing blow.
I watched as Castiel raged and wept, as only a broken Angel could, his sorrow slaughtered every Demon within an 80 mile radius, I don't think anyone could understand how he felt, having the one that you had pulled from hell, had loved completely, destroyed so utterly.
When it was finished, I held my brother's Angel, two people mourning the lose of a loved one. Dean could never be bought back, not this time, that final spell had burned his soul almost completely away, the only way it could survive was in God's care, not even Castiel could visit him.
I never knew he had loved me so much.
Comments, good or bad are appreciated, no bad ones without a reason though.
Pairings: Dean/Castiel
Warnings: spoilers, character death, probably others but not sure
Disclaimer: not owned, just adored
First person point of view
I guess I never knew how much I was loved until it was too late, we fought every bad thing we came across, Demons, monsters, our own darkness, but I never Realised just how much we had given up, until we failed.
Azazel had been planning for this for hundreds of years, he changed thousands of children, all for this one thing, to give Lucifer a host when the seals were broken, a 'worthy vessel'. We fought so hard to keep those seals unbroken, we failed.
As the final seal broke, I found Myself caught in My own tainted blood, it covered Me like a web of pure darkness, this was what Dean had been bought back to stop, and he did, just not how they had planned for.
Caught in my own pain, I didn't see him until it was too late, he flung himself right into the spell that was to make me the host of Lucifer, He stood between my soul and oblivion, When the darkness had faded, there was nothing of Dean left, Lucifer wore my brother's face, but I could never mistake him for Dean.
Dean had sacrificed himself to force Lucifer into a weaker host, one that an Angel could defeat, instead of one forcing god to abandon all things to unknown danger. I watched the final battle, I was no longer needed, My brother's Angel was the one to strike that last gut-hollowing blow.
I watched as Castiel raged and wept, as only a broken Angel could, his sorrow slaughtered every Demon within an 80 mile radius, I don't think anyone could understand how he felt, having the one that you had pulled from hell, had loved completely, destroyed so utterly.
When it was finished, I held my brother's Angel, two people mourning the lose of a loved one. Dean could never be bought back, not this time, that final spell had burned his soul almost completely away, the only way it could survive was in God's care, not even Castiel could visit him.
I never knew he had loved me so much.
Comments, good or bad are appreciated, no bad ones without a reason though.