Written for a fanfic contest. I listened to the instrumental version of Somewhere in Time and wrote this while the song played. Immediately after the song ended I stopped. I think I did pretty well with this...
Somewhere in Time...
Castiel is alone in a closed bar after hours. He sighs. It's been a long day. He takes a shot. The anniversary of Megs death is always the hardest time for him…He can't help but think about how, somewhere in time, they could have made it work. If they had just made it out alive…he could have been happy with her. But now she's gone, no chance of bringing her back. He takes another shot, smiling fondly. Ah, the pizza man. What a memory. He closes his eyes, trying to recall the feeling of another body pressed against his and lips pressed to his own. He wipes the tears off his face, surprised to find them there. Another shot slides down his throat and his head falls to the bar. In the morning Dean will find him there, tear tracks and all. But for now he lets himself cry and mourn his should have been lover.
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