One Last Yearn - Alternate Ending
Slowly Castiel lowers to the ground, his eyes falling close and his body going limp. A last memory playing in front of his mind before everything fades into black... His body is relaxed, his face carrying the faintest smile. At least he was allowed to see his Dean a last time, at least he could die peacefully. But even if peace and pleasure control his after-life in heaven he can't help but wonder here and now. Wonder about what is now happening. Is Dean hurting anyone? Is he trying to kill Sam? Has he killed Sam and is now grieving? ...Does he miss Castiel...? If someone, most likely Sam, managed to really turn him human once more, is Dean regretting what he did?
One day, the peace is interrupted by a storm and the playing memory simply breaks off. Suddenly he's falling. His body swallowed by water, where the sudden ocean came from he doesn't know but everything he tries at this moment is to get up to the surface. But he can't. It almost seems like the water is trying to pull him down, his body suddenly feels like it's made of stone. Then there is a scream and his body stops moving completely. A roar of anger and agony ripping through the water like a lightning bolt. It takes Castiel only a few moments to make out the voice behind the scream.
'' DEAN! ''
He calls out but the water seems to swallow down every noise. The only thing he can hear is the screaming. Castiel's heart starts to beat painfully in his chest as fear overpowers almost every bit of his mind. He has no memory where Dean has ever screamed this way, so where does this come from! His eyes close as he tries to make out where the voice is coming from but it's like he's right in the middle of its center. He tries to move his body to maybe look for the source himself but he can't move. Suddenly his body is being pulled down again, this time faster than before. It feels like he's gaining distance from the voice. Gritting his teeth he tries to free himself from whatever grasp is holding onto him. He tries to spot something on his legs that could hint on something actually holding him but the lower he's pulled the darker it gets. There's no light around him anymore. He struggles but he's so tired all of the sudden. His whole mind is screaming at him to do something, to move, to help Dean. But it's like everything he can do is sinking deeper and deeper into the darkness. He's not drowning, he can breathe, it's hard but possible. At some point, he turns his head back up and opens his eyes as a small hint of light seems to come from there. Far up he can see something. It seems almost like a portal. A portal into the real world. He can see Dean, a bottle of Jack Daniels in one hand and a gun in the other. And without needing to watch much of it, Castiel already understands what is happening. His eyes widen and his arms stretch towards the portal as he starts screaming while Dean seems to make a pause of it now to take another large gulp of the alcohol,
'' DEAN! DON'T DO IT! DEAN! '' His teeth press against each other as he tries desperately to get up. Suddenly the noise of glass shattering as Dean throws the bottle against the wall down in the bunker. With tears in his eyes he looks to his side and Castiel understands. Dean is human, now. But the price was too high for him to pay. Sam's body is lying on the ground, motionless, his eyes wide open and blood all around him. Dean must have killed him before he changed again. And after all, everything that counts for him is protecting Sam. It was his task since he was a child and now he killed his brother. He broke his promise to his father, to Bobby, to Sam and to himself. Everything that now matters is to end it after all, Dean always promised his life would end with a gun in his hand. Castiel watches how Dean cocks the gun and presses it against his temple, his eyes slowly falling close. As he pulls the trigger, Castiel screams.
With a scream Castiel sits up and for a moment, he has no idea where he is. Everything around him is blurry, his chest is rising and falling in strong beats, his heart pounding against his ribcage wildly. Suddenly he feels something shifting next to him and only seconds later a hand places on his shoulder and a firm, yet sleepy voice rings through the silence of the room,
'' Cas? What's wrong- Hey Cas... Calm down man, what happened? Ya got a nightmare or something? '' A rough hand places softly on his cheek to turn his face to the side. Slowly he recognizes the outlines of Dean's face. Those green eyes looking at him with worry and it instantly seems to calm him. After a few moments he manages to somewhat focus enough to realize that he's in his and Dean's bedroom. The bedroom they share for years now. Slowly his pulse calms again, he's in their bedroom. Everything is fine. He's alive. Dean's alive. Dean's save.
After Dean became human again and Cas also fell and turned human, they spent more time together. They eventually managed to get their acts together and confess their feelings. They live with Sam, and sometimes Charlie, together in the Bunker. The two hunters reduced their jobs onto the smallest amount that is possible and it does both of them good. The little lesbian, Charlie, she was head over heels for 'Destiel' from the beginning and Sam got used to it pretty fast too. He wasn't even surprised. Castiel and Dean share this bedroom for 3 years now and, despite how much he loved the time before they got together, he has never been happier. But lately he's afraid. Afraid of something taking Dean from him again, taking him from Dean. Another enemy, or something else. There always is something after the Winchesters. The thought of losing Dean, is unbearable for him.
'' Cas...'' Dean's voice breaks him out of his thoughts and slowly he moves his eyes up to meet Dean's. Slowly, tenderly, he places both his hands on Dean's cheeks to press a gentle kiss to the hunter's lips. He savors the feeling he has when his lips meet Dean's. This feeling of love that even manages to drive away his fears. He would give everything to keep this feeling forever. Dean freeze's a small moment on the sudden lack of oxygen but he soon wraps his free hand around Castiel's waist to pull the former angel on top of him while lying back down. Their lips move in perfect synchrony against each other while Castiel's hands move downwards to place on Dean's well-trained chest. He almost cuddles up against him while deepening the kiss. Dean gives a small satisfied growl as he feels Castiel's tongue asking for entrance, which he gladly gives. Tongues move against each other in a soft battle which Dean this time loses with joy. He loves the moment where he can pass all responsibility to Castiel, especially control. As the lack of oxygen becomes too strong, Castiel slowly pulls back but only far enough to be able to look into those green eyes properly,
'' I love you Dean. '' Dean's eyebrow rises a little at the sudden look of serious on his 'angel's' face. With a small chuckle he presses another small kiss to his lips, only pulling back far enough to mumble against the other's lips,
'' I love you too Castiel. '' With that he deepens the kiss again and Castiel is as complete peace...
So here's the happy ending. YES! I can write a happy ending too! ...Sometimes at least...
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The story 'Second Chances' is in procces by the way ;)
(Thought I let you know.)
