"Dean," the voice that called out to him was gruff and familiar. So familiar. But he couldn't quite place it. He couldn't quite place himself. His surroundings were...off. Vivid and surreal, yet he knew he'd been here before.. The sun was low in the now subtly pink sky and purple streaks of light clung lazily to the clouds. The meadow he lay on seemed to stretch forever in every direction. in the centre, a large oak tree stood tall and proud, leaves swaying in the wind. and upon that wind, Dean swore he could hear a melody. Yes...

"In the lazy water meadow,
I lay me down,
All around me,
Golden sunflakes settle on the ground,
Basking in the sunshine of a by gone afternoon,"

he smiled as the warm summer evening set all around him. he was at peace here. he could stay here forever.

"Dean,"

there it was again. that voice so familiar. it made his heart pound and his breath hitch. but it also made him smile. and feel joy like he hadn't since he was a small boy. he stood and ran a hand through his mussed hair. something white moved in the towering oak tree and he began wandering towards it. and suddenly, he had the urge to run. his speed increased and soon he was bounding towards it, running faster than he had on any hunt. his feet barely touched the ground as the tree came closer and closer.

"Dean," the voice egged him on. encouraging him. another flash of white followed by a flash of blue eyes. and suddenly he was there. stood in front of the oak. a long tan trench coat covering a suit and piercing blue eyes staring into Dean's very being. He slowed to a stop and simply stared in wonder. In awe. the man in the trenchcoat took a step towards him, his hand outstretched to Dean's face. Slowly, he caressed his jawline and cupped his cheek. Leaning into the touch, Dean sighed and smiled. "Finally. Castiel,"

Castiel smiled at him and unfurled his large white wings, standing taller than even himself. He pulled Dean into an embrace and wrapped the wings around him like a protective shield.

"Dean. It's time to go,"

Dean's heart sank and he became desperate. "But I don't want to go. I want to stay here forever,"

"Dean, come. It is time to go. You have to wake up,"

Confusion crossed the hunter's face. "What?"

Suddenly Castiel was dragged from him and a fog engulfed the meadow.

"Cas? Castiel?!" he cried, but recieved no answer.