Cas could see the shock covering the older face.
"Cas? It can't be." Bobby shook his head doubtfully.
"Bobby it is me. Would doing a supernatural monster check calm your nerves?" Cas tilted his head towards the side awaiting a response. Bobby didn't even give an answer before forcefully dragging Castiel into the motel room, "Bobby?"
"Shut up Idjit. I aint gonna do no tests on you boy, I know me a real angel when I see one."
Cas took a gaze around the damp motel room. There was alcohol littering every solid surface, the room smelled absolutely terrible and there were several pieces of what seemed to be from a needle surrounding various places. Cas bent down to look at one closer. The needle was bent and the contents were empty so it had been used recently.
"They're Deans not mine." Bobby verified before Cas even got the chance to mention them.
"Excuse me?" Cas didn't like the sound of that. "Why would Dean need something like this?"
Bobby started to laugh, though it was quite an empty hollow one at that. "It's not what you think Idjit. You'll find out eventually- that is if you're planning to stick around."
"It's a matter of having to. Where is- Dean?"
The man that had emerged from the bathroom didn't come close to how Cas had imagined him to look. Cas imagined Dean to look only slightly altered from how he thought, but he couldn't have been more wrong. The other Dean was considerably older- in his late 40's maybe. The bags under his eyes were dark, covering more of his face then they should, which clearly indicated severe lack of sleep. The numerous freckles showed more clearly through his sickly pale skin to which he was definitely scrawny looking. The muscles that made everyone tremble were gone, leaving the worn out clothes too big on his frail body. Every part of Dean which Castiel praised was gone; leaving Cas to hope his rare personality was still in check. Castiel just wondered what had happened to cause the most beautiful soul he'd ever seen to become so dull and grey.
At the mention of his name the other Dean looked up, upon seeing Castiel's face there wasn't any emotion shown at all.
"Whoa. That's so weird... You're not Cas." The other Dean stumbled towards his motel bed before not so gracefully flopping down onto it.
Bobby looked towards the other Dean before asking, "What do you mean he's not Cas?"
Without even opening his eyes he commented, "Well I know he's not Cas just as much as I know you didn't even bother checking if he's a demon or even a skin walker when he came in."
"Well I just...you know...sorta knew."
The other Dean blew an exasperated sigh. "No ya didn't. You just had hoped that whatever came through the door would be able to fix all this, but they can't. No one can."
Bobby went quiet. "Well aren't you just a little ray of sunshine."
