SUMMARY: "It's been three years since I last saw him... Until the other day, I could've sworn I saw his trench coat flowing in the wind... Is that you Cas? I thought I lost you!" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~So, it's been three years since Dean last saw his beloved Castiel. His heart has never hurt so much in his life. Now that he thinks he's seeing Cas again, what will happen to him? Has his love grown? When Cas finally returns, does Cas still love him? Why was he gone for so long? And how has life apart made their life together change?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Misha (Cas), Jensen (Dean), or Jared (Sam). I do not own Supernatural. All rights go to the original owners for their amazing work.
RATING: Can be PG13 at some parts and R at a few others (won't be too graphic). So be cautious.
MOOD: Sad, Happy, Love, Lost, Feels
MUSIC: Really, just any song you can think of. But right now, I'd say: "Fall For You" By Secondhand Serenade or "Why" by the same band.
MY THOUGHT: I enjoyed making this FanFic, I really got emotional with some of it, I absolutely love it. I really hope you do too. I would like to think my friends on Instagram who won my little contest I gave, 4 friends (Chelsie, Sanni, Christina, and Jacqueline), who proof read everything and helped me build this Fic. :)
Enjoy. (:
Prologue
Waking up this morning I would have told you that all I wanted was some pie, Baby, and Booz. Now? Not so much. All I want is Cas. Castiel, the angel who griped me tight and raised me from perdition. It's been almost 3 years now since I last saw him. I mean, I see him in my dreams and in fast flashes, but in true form, no. I just want to hold him one more time. I want to tell him I'll alway be here for him. Sometimes I feel like he's here, he just isn't showing himself. It's been three years, and there is no sign of him. Three years. What am I supposed to do? I pray to him every night. Every morning. Every hour. I just want him home...
At the gas station I stopped to fill up Baby and when I turned around, I could have sworn to you that it was him. I saw him for almost exactly one minute. I almost overfilled the tank so I looked down to make sure I hadn't, and when I looked back up: nothing. He was gone. I sighed and walked in to pay. Got a slice of pie, large coke, and bag of sour cream and onion chips. If Sam was here, he'd tell me to out at least the chips up, and get a banana. But no, he is off hunting a windego in Texas. I stayed behind because this was the last place I saw Cas. This is our place. This is a small town in Vermont, a place that I refuse to learn the name of. The place I looked into his big blue eyes and just melted away. I knew then that everything that has ever happened, everything that will happen, will be because I met him. And because I met him, no matter the hardships, I know it'll be OK. Sam wasn't happy with me staying, but he saw that I had to. Sam left 6 months ago. We keep in touch. He tells me what's going on in life and how his hunts are going. But if he does need major help, I will go. But for now, I am staying here. In hopes Cas will return.
Driving back to my apartment I took a quick glance out my left window, I saw a dog run out of the woods and into the road. I almost hit him. But I stopped before I came even close to the dog. Because I saw something else. Cas. I got out as fast as I could and I took off running. The dog had went back into the woods and I followed it. It seemed to be connected to him. "CAS!" I yelled. I just knew it was him. The dog had reached a stop and I about fell right on top of him. There was nothing in sight. Just a wild dog chase. Nothing. I felt my heart fall to pieces then. It just broke to a million and one tiny pieces. "Why?" I whisper. Why is it that I can't find him? Why do I keep seeing the one I love, yet when I try to go to him, he's no where in sight? Why does this happen to me? "WHY?!" I fall to the ground crying. I feel every tear drop fall. I feel the cold wetness on my face. I stay like this for an hour. The dog never once left. "I hate dogs." I choke out of my throat. "But why do you stay?" I say to the dog this time. I'm still on the ground, now on my knees. Covered in dry dirt, the dog comes up and licks my face. "Hey!" I yell as I push the dog back. He doesn't budge. This golden, dirt covered, retriever thinks he has it over me. He thinks he can give me that look and- he's got blue eyes. Almost as blue as Cas' eyes. I feel a tear fall once again. "Cas? Buddy? Did you send him?" I pet the dog and know that I was meant to have this mangy mutt. I stood up and look at the sky. It's gotta be almost 5 P.M. I realized I have missed my Pray-To-Cas moment. So I tilted my head back for a fast shot of the entire sky view. I hear a crow and the dog sits at my feet. "Cas? If you can hear my prayer know I'm sorry it's late. I wish you were here. I hate... I hate being apart. I know I know. Suck it up. Be a man. But damn it Cas! I need you! I don't know what to do! Did you send this dog? Cas! Please. Come home. Buddy. I... I love you."