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Theme: WINGS
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For all that he's cautioned Sam and Dean to keep their distance, when the shockwave comes rushing toward him Castiel realizes he's standing much too close. He tries to fly but the wave is faster; while he avoids the brunt of the impact the edge still catches him as it rips past, hurling him through the air like a lost kite. Something twists and tears in the maelstrom and he hears himself cry out, the sound small and lost in the roar. He remembers that endless moment of pain just before Raphael tore him to pieces.
He never feels himself hit the ground.
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Someone's calling his name. Not his true name, not Castiel, but that's all right. Only his enemies ever call him that anymore. He blinks his eyes open and sees Dean's face hovering over him, so blurry and indistinct he brushes his fingers against the hazy shape to be sure it's there. Dean's lips are moving and Castiel focuses hard to make out the words. "Cas, you hear me ( ... )
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He doesn't like how Dean pauses before answering. "About halfway."
Castiel's can't smother the groan. "Why did you stop, then? Keep going."
"No. No way. You need a rest."
"I'm fine."
"I don't like how hard you're shaking, Cas."
Castiel wants to protest again but he feels it now, the shivers wracking him, and clenches his jaw to keep them from chattering. He feels Dean wrap a blanket around him and lets out a frustrated sigh. "I'm not a very good patient."
"You kidding?" Dean's lips quirk up in an amused grin. "I've seen big-ass dudes faint when a needle gets near them. And you're sitting through it with practically no anesthetic. I'm fucking impressedDean sits next to him on the bed and strokes just the tips of his fingers against his feathers, even that faint touch enough to make Castiel sigh. "This really help ( ... )
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He wants to tell Dean that he actually is feeling better but falls into the comfortable darkness beyond awareness before words can form.
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He wakes to Dean's fingers on his cheek. "I'm gonna start up again, okay?"
Castiel groans. "Why did you wake me?"
"'Cause I'd rather do it now than have you come to in the middle of things and panic. I've done that and it's no fun." Castiel supposes he can see the wisdom in that. "You sleeping is weird."
"Were you watching me?"
"...Shut up."
"Hypocrite."
"You snore."
"I do not"Not loud, though. Little angel snores ( ... )
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Thank you!
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God, I loved this fic so much I can't even think straight and leave you a decent comment.
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