Suffocation. Desperation. I couldn't breathe, the flames were too hot. My dad... he was there. A presence that always haunted me. His smile. So much like his old self. The dad I wanted to remember. Then it twisted, mutated, into the evil sneer that had become familiar of his expression over the past year. Castiel. He was there too. Dressed in a tan trench coat. He was trying to reach me, say something to me, but the flames got him. I watched in terror, I was helpless. I tried to run, escape from the flames, from my dad. Then I saw two men in the distance that I didn't recognise. Only a glimpse, one was tall, with long, floppy hair. The other shorter, wearing a beat up leather jacket. Winchester. Then the flames finally caught up with me.
I awoke with a start, jolted out of my nightmare. The ward was pitch black and I had no idea what the time was. I rubbed my forehead to ease my throbbing headache and tried to piece together the fragmented images from my dream. It had started like it always started, with the flames and my dad. This wasn't anything new. I clenched my eyes shut. Remember, Eliana. I know Castiel was there... poor, burning Castiel... but why was he wearing a trench coat? I hadn't seen him in anything other than his hospital gown. There was something else, something important I needed to remember about the dream... my mind was too fuzzy and I could not think what it was. I slipped back into a dreamless sleep.
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