SPN drabble: Mine (Dean/Cas PG timestamp for 14x03)
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Title: Mine {from tumblr}
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Dean/Castiel
Genre: timestamp for 14x03 The Scar
Warnings/Spoilers: none
Word Count: 168
Summary: Dean returns to them with a scar. But he is Dean. Not Michael. Dean.
Author's Notes: I caught up on season 14 when I heard the show was ending and I guess I got a little melancholy.
Disclaimer: Supernatural ain’t mine.
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Dean returns to them with a scar.
But he is Dean. Not Michael. Dean.
Castiel holds back as Jack hugs him, welcoming Dean home. There are too many new faces around them, too many loose ends, too many unknowns. And there is too much to say, too much for words - it is not the time. But as Dean excuses himself from the bustle of the War Room he aims a finger at Castiel, a pointed gesture, a summons, and Castiel understands. Soon.
How many times has Dean returned from the dead with some new kind of curse or scar or mark upon his skin - since that first time Castiel gripped him tight and raised him from perdition. And how much has passed between them since then, how much has changed.
Eventually Castiel makes his way to the privacy of Dean’s room, slips quietly inside.
Now is his time.
Later that night, Castiel curls around Dean as he sleeps, closes his hand around Dean’s shoulder, and watches over him.
~ fin
A/N: yep, still here after all these years.
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Title: Mine {from tumblr}
Rating: PG
Pairing/Characters: Dean/Castiel
Genre: timestamp for 14x03 The Scar
Warnings/Spoilers: none
Word Count: 168
Summary: Dean returns to them with a scar. But he is Dean. Not Michael. Dean.
Author's Notes: I caught up on season 14 when I heard the show was ending and I guess I got a little melancholy.
Disclaimer: Supernatural ain’t mine.
~
Dean returns to them with a scar.
But he is Dean. Not Michael. Dean.
Castiel holds back as Jack hugs him, welcoming Dean home. There are too many new faces around them, too many loose ends, too many unknowns. And there is too much to say, too much for words - it is not the time. But as Dean excuses himself from the bustle of the War Room he aims a finger at Castiel, a pointed gesture, a summons, and Castiel understands. Soon.
How many times has Dean returned from the dead with some new kind of curse or scar or mark upon his skin - since that first time Castiel gripped him tight and raised him from perdition. And how much has passed between them since then, how much has changed.
Eventually Castiel makes his way to the privacy of Dean’s room, slips quietly inside.
Now is his time.
Later that night, Castiel curls around Dean as he sleeps, closes his hand around Dean’s shoulder, and watches over him.
~ fin
A/N: yep, still here after all these years.
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