The following morning the brothers returned to Wen’s cabin. Dean stood beside Sam, helping him stand upright. In front of him stood Cas, the table placed between them. The scent of Abramelin Oil filled the air. Cas took Sam’s hand and gave Dean a cup asking him to help Sam drink it. Dean raised an eyebrow and Cas just held his gaze until he took
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Oh my gosh
I can't do it
So friggin awesome this Fic.
Oh Castiel,your a hero
A big stupid hero and I love you.
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