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winchester_lost

Endings and Beginnings

Aug 05, 2011 18:49

It had been completely by accident that he'd found the first note. He'd been sitting in the Impala with Sam and Bobby, reeling from what had happened. Cass was a God. He'd snapped his fingers and Raphy, one of the archangels, had exploded like an over-ripe grapefruit dropped from the top of a ten story building. He and Sam had been arguing ( Read more... )

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seekthesilence August 6 2011, 14:37:41 UTC

On that first night, they had sworn their love. And that was enough for then ( ... )

seekthesilence August 6 2011, 14:38:23 UTC

But he still remembered. He needed loyalty and love to fill the void of what he was losing, because he had been right. He had saved them. His intentions may not have been pure, but he had stopped the Apocalypse. He needed it, but if it wasn't given freely, he would not hesitate to destroy him. Not anymore. It was better to be alone than to be betrayed over and over again, to be left alone, after all that he had done ( ... )

winchester_lost August 6 2011, 17:55:42 UTC

He heard it, felt it, as Cass appeared. He felt different. Before he'd felt like Light, like comfort and subtle strength. There was nothing subtle about his power now. It hummed in the air around him, made those blue eyes steely as the self-made God gazed at the man that had come to save him. There was no comfort; he was all pride and self-assurance. Cass had risked everything for them, time and again. Dean thought it was time he did the same. He couldn't live with himself if he didn't try, even if this was likely to end up with him blotted out of existence with a snap of those fingers. He wasn't here to beat him or stop him... he just wanted to help him. He needed to help him, even if Cass didn't want helping. He owed it to who he was, who he'd been, before the power of those souls had blotted out the Cass he'd known ( ... )

seekthesilence August 6 2011, 19:18:32 UTC

Dean was different around him now. He understood why. Dean could sense his difference. He could feel his greatness. Dean wasn't stupid. He knew that he wasn't the same Castiel he'd known. He was aware that everything had necessarily changed ( ... )

winchester_lost August 6 2011, 20:10:14 UTC

Dean's breath caught as Cass reached out and grabbed his shoulder. Fingers gripping tightly, the touch hot, almost too hot, like all that power might just burn him. It wasn't even like it had been when Cass had pulled him from Hell, searing and pure and comfort even as it burned. No, this was hot, almost too much, where there was that passing desire to flinch away from the contact that Dean ignored ( ... )

seekthesilence August 6 2011, 20:27:37 UTC

Dean had never been particularly good with words ( ... )

winchester_lost August 6 2011, 21:01:33 UTC

It hurt so much being able to see, hearing in those words that even that didn't reach Cass. His words were taken as what Cass expected, wanted, not what they were. It clinched the fact that he was too deep in this to be reached. And that left him only the noose he had under his coat ( ... )

seekthesilence August 6 2011, 22:01:48 UTC

He had always underestimated Dean.

He didn't see the noose until it was too late. He saw it, and as it registered, as he realized what it was that Dean was holding and what he was planning to do -- that he had lied to his face as he had supposedly sworn his loyalty -- the noose fell around his neck and was drawn tight ( ... )

winchester_lost August 6 2011, 22:32:46 UTC

Dean hadn't lied, though he knew that Cass couldn't understand that. That this was betrayal. He only hoped that after, he'd see that as much as the fact that he'd ended up this way had all been for them, that Dean was doing this for Cass. The fist that hit his chest made him gasp, but, it was much better than he'd expected. He'd half expected that this wouldn't work, or at least wouldn't work enough to keep Cass from destroying him for his betrayal. He was pleasantly surprised ( ... )