Hola, Mishamigos! This is Mytho-Logic here with another fanfiction.
S13 spoilers (And hopes for it)
This one is for Destiel and everything they've gone through.
Many people will say it's just a ship, but we know better.
To people like me they carry my hopes and dreams and they remind me of my humanity.
Cas will always get back up again.
FYI I cried while writing this.
Dean slammed into Cas, enveloping him in a bear hug, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I thought you left me."
Both watched each other with a bittersweet understanding.
So what if it was subtext?
They understood. They felt it. They saw it.
Jack watched the two, confusion written on his face, but no one came to explain.
"I'll always answer you," Cas whispered.
Maybe he wouldn't hide it anymore? Maybe he would tell him.
No, he understood. He always would.
Cas had always been able to read him like an open book.
"Jack?" the Angel asked, turning away from the hunter.
And in a second, his heart, which he usually ignored, split in half.
Yes, this was technically his son, but after everything that had happened all Dean wanted to do was have an awkward silence.
"Father?" he asked, his face breaking into a grin. "I missed you. Sam and Dean took care of me. Are you staying?"
Cas turned to Dean, smiling. "Yes. I love you."
"I love you too, father."
Dean coughed, looking away. "Dude, let's give them some space."
Jack and Sam nodded and left, surprising him.
"Cas," he said, his voice cracking.
"Dean," his voice husky with emotion.
Maybe one chick flick moment wouldn't be so bad.
Green eyes met blue.
Then the surprising happened.
Dean began crying.
Crying for Missouri, Kevin, Bobby, Crowley, John, Mary, Ellen, Jo, Ruby, Charlie, Meg, Gabriel, Rowena, Kelly, Benny, Adam, Arthur, Gordon, Jimmy, Gavin, Alice, Alicia, Alfie, Alonso, Al Ajay, Andy, Andrew…..
He cried for the people he remembered. He cried for the people he didn't. He cried for the people he saved. He cried for the people couldn't.
Normally he was the strong one, but now it was his turn.
His turn to hate Death. To hate pain. To hate baby even.
During this Cas said nothing,did nothing. He knew.
Dean hugged, him, wiping away his tears. "I love you."
"I know."
He laughed weakly. "Did you just Han Solo me?"