This chapter is a bit more content than the first two. It's Destiel.

Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural OR Burning Bridges by Summer Obsession.

"Mission accomplished Cas?" Dean snapped. Castiel looked down at his hands. They were clasped in his lap fidgeting."Do you feel regret breathing down your neck?" Dean hissed. As a matter of fact, there was a bit of a draft in the room Castiel thought. That probably wasn't what Dean meant though. Broken friendships in progress, and as it slowly broke, so did Castiel.

"Do you ever wonder why your soul is in debt?" Castiel fired back. It was more of a whisper. Something that was more of a passing thought that occurred to Castiel as he avoided Dean's rage filled eyes. Castiel's eyes seemed so dead, so void of any light. He wanted to light a match. He wanted to dive into Castiel's dark life and help Cas find his way back to him.

Light a match.
But use it to find your way through the dark.

They watched as the sun slowly went down through the window of their shitty motel room. When the sun goes down emotions all come out. Dean just wanted Cas to look at him. Look at him the way he used to, the light in his eyes, the love, the trust, the complete openness. But Castiel simply would not look him in the eyes. The way it was before Castiel left. Before he ran away with the tablet.

And your sapphire eyes keep staring at the ground.
You're burning all your bridges down.
You're burning all your bridges down.

Castiel sighed and looked up at Dean for the first time since he got back. His eyes were so dead, void of any feeling or emotion. No love, no trust, no openness. Castiel was a closed book, no longer open for only Dean to read.
"Your future is pending." Castiel said. Dean had a future. He had something to look forward to. Castiel did not.

"Are you sending angels out or demons instead?" Dean snapped back.

"That hurts Dean." Castiel said. For a moment Dean so something. A flicker of something behind those cold dead eyes. Something that looked like...pain?

"What goes around comes around." Dean snarled.

How will you cross the lakes and rivers that surround you?
Light a match.
But use it to find your way through the dark.
When the sun goes down emotions all come out.
And your sapphire eyes keep staring at the ground.
You're burning all your bridges down.
You're burning all your bridges down.

Dean remembers the time they spent together. The time that he was happy. He remembers the time when he was happy with Castiel and then he left and Dean can't even remember what being happy is like anymore. He remembers lips on lips, love responded with love, and trust responded with trust.

With every kiss, that's on your list,
You're burning all your bridges down,
With every kiss, that's on your list,
You're burning all your bridges down.

It was dark out so Dean stomped over to switch on the lights. By the time he turned back around Castiel was gone. Again. Dean let the tears fall freely. He let the screams rip themselves from his throat and the sobs rack his body. He wanted Castiel back. He wanted Cas to hold him and to tell him everything would be okay but now whenever he thought of him all he could see were those cold dead eyes. Watching him. Calculating him. Distrusting, unloving, uncaring. That was only when Dean caught the look behind them, not that Castiel looked at him. Except for that one moment. The one moment that killed him.

When the sun goes down emotions all come out,
And your sapphire eyes keep staring at the ground,
You're burning all your bridges down,
You're burning all your bridges down,
You're burning all your bridges down,
You're burning all your bridges down,
You're burning them down,
You're burning them down,
You're burning them down,
You're burning them down,
You're burning them down,
Burning them down,
Burning them down