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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px; text-align: center;"br /"Yeah! Besides, it wil be fun. I get to show you off to everyone all over again." Dean kissed his angel's forehead and smiled. "I'm glad I have you back." /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"In truth Dean didn't honestly know how much of his angel he had bad. Even if just had a fraction of his precious little lover back again he could rest peacefully. Since the very first call from the hospital Dean ad been researching like a nut job to try and find ways to help Castiel remember him. Remember what happened to him. Remember what had happened before and so far haven't gotten very far. They got further then Dean thought they would, but regretfully not as far as Dean had wanted. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Show me off to everyone again?" He asked as he instinctively leaned into it with a gentle smile. "I might like that… Hmn, oh! Dean… I'll have to learn to cook and do things on my own again!" Novak chirped with a pathetic pout. He hadn't really thought about those sort of things, or if he even knew how to do them before the accident. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""No, you won't. I'll be here. I'm not leaving this time." Dean chuckled towards the other. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""This time? You've left me before?" Cas asked quietly, sort of afraid to ask the question. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""L-Last time I wasn't there enough for you. I… loved more than anything in the world but was too focused on my own problems." Dean admits and his eyes began to water up. Before he knew it he was unable to stop a few stray tears from falling. "I promise it won't be like that again." /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""I'm not sure I understand Dean. Do you mean when the accident happened or a different incident?" Novak asked before frowned when he saw Dean's tears. Even if he couldn't remember him thoroughly the sight of tears on a face like the Winchester bot's just wasn't right. Quickly, yet gently, Cas moved the blanket on his lap ad before he could stop himself he was standing and hugging the other tightly before he could protest. "It's ok, Dean. All if forgiven. I promise."/div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""When the accident happened... I-I'm so sorry." Dean mumbled sadly, his words so full of guilt. Gently Dean leaned down to kiss Cas' neck and made an attempt to smile as the other's comforting gesture. "I love you." /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"Castiel only shook his head lightly in response to his apology and sighed. "No, Dean, it's alright. Accidents. No one could have known." /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Can… I… Can I please kiss you?" Dean blinked down to the other with his sad green orbs. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Do you think maybe it will it will spark a memory or two, do you? You also realize it may just be my first kiss all over again until I can actually remember my first kiss." Cas mumbled shyly, looking up to Dean from where he now stood, practically against him once the two separated from the hug./div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Well then, let's make history." The Winchester said before pressing his lips gently to the other male's. Cas hesitated at first to respond to the kiss but eventually found himself leaning into it. Soon the blonde had pulled away from Cas ever so slowly, a smile already tugging on his lips and his eyes practically shimmering with hope that memories would once again return. "Was that ok, Cas?" /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"As if on cue and as if prayers were being answered Cas gave the other a smile. "T-That was better then ok, Dean." Novak said with a soft smile and slowly brought his hands to cup Dean's cheeks before gently running his thumbs up across the other's cheek bones. "I'm… N-Not sure how I could have forgotten a face like your's." He said as he frowned up to him, eyes searching Dean's face before starting to tear up. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""You can take a moment to look if you want." Dean muttered softly to the other, placing his hands over Cas' on his face. "I won't be weirded out or anything. Promise."/div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""N-No.. Dean… I don't think you understand…w-what i'm saying to you. I'm saying I think I remember you. I remember your face, your name and possibly the very last time we were together before the accident." He said, trying to calm himself and the tears bubbling up in his eyes. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"Dean's breathing hitched slightly. Please don't be lying to me… Please. "Really…? You do?" He asked as he gently squeezed Cas' hands./div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Dean, I think that kiss sparked something… It must have triggered something to jump start a few memories." He said, trying to contain the excitement bubbling up along with the tears. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""B-Baby, you're coming back to me…" Dean wiped some of the tears away that were formed in the corners of his own eyes before wiping away a few of the ones that were showing up in Cas' eyes./div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Slowly it seems, but yes..It seems I am." Novak said trying to stop himself from starting up with tears of joy at possibly being able to remember everything he once knew. There was still parts of his memories missing, but Castiel thought that maybe at this rate he didn't miss them as much as he tried to convince himself that he did. He could maybe live without them as long as the other was by his side to help him when he got stuck. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"A doctor had suddenly walked in with his clipboard. Messy hair and dark bags under his eyes from having run longer then he may have been used. He gave Cas a gentle smile, nodding to Dean before clearing his throat. "Good news, Mr Novak, it seems your memories have shown great progress in the last few days compared to when you first got here. I'm happy to tell you that you may start to pack your things." He smiled before excusing himself. Some how the information of his recovering memories had gotten back to the doctors even if hadn't told them yet. Dean must have had something to do with it, his excitement getting the better of him, Cas assumed. Once hearing what the doctor had said Dean smiled and brought the back of his lover's hand to his face to gently kiss. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"His fragile lover had practically bounced in place at the thought of being able to leave "O-Ok. I will start packing." /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""I'll help!" Dean chirps with a chuckle before he began pulling whatever clothes Cas' had stored away back into the luggage back. His excited effort soon drew to a halt when he spots his old football bomber jacket. The jacket Cas had worn the night he went out and the night of the accident. It was still dirty, slightly stained and a few spots of what Dean thought was blood. He would have to wash it, but the fact Cas had convinced the doctors to let him keep it meant something. "I-I remember this. I remember you asking to borrow this before you left. Because it was cold out." /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"Castiel looked over to him and the jacket and paused in his own packing. "I did? Well I'm glad it isn't totally ruined… They… told me they found me in it and I couldn't stand to part with it even if it is a little dirty." Cas said with a tiny hopeful smile./div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Yea, coach would end me if I didn't have it!" He laughed and pulled it over his own more muscular frame. It's true his coach would absolutely skin him but Dean couldn't think of a reason to care right now. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""It looks very good on you, Dean." Cas said quietly, almost too shy for his own good. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""You think so? I've always hated it the way it looked on me." He shrugged a little in response./div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Maybe it's because I feel like I'm seeing it on you for the first time?" Cas asked with a warm smile towards him./div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Maybe… Maybe." Dean mumbled before turning to Cas and grabbing as many bags as he could before waltzing towards the door. "Let's go!" He practically cheered. Wanting nothing more then to get out of here and to take his little angel of a lover with him. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;"Cas grabbed whatever his arms could handle before following him. His excitement at being able to sleep in his own bed. A real bed, and see his family, eat whatever he wanted and to take time remembering things. Touch his old things and just be in his old bedroom as if the accident had never happened in the first place. Once outside Dean set the bags down on the pavement next to the sleek black car. The 1967 4 door black Impala. Affectionately nicknamed Baby, thanks to Dean. Dean opened his arms wide before turning to Cas. "This is my baby!" /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Dean…" Cas said in almost a whisper as he paused in his steps. Yes, this was it. This was the car he had seen in his fractional memories. The car in the all those photos. As if the third person in those photos was the car itself. "It's such a pretty car… So shiny." He muttered breathily and found himself awkwardly waddling towards the car to touch it's hood once he placed his bags down. The hood of the car being a spot shown in most of the photos of the two together. /div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Do you remember it, Cas? It's where we had out first kiss. Like, our first first kiss." He stepped closer to him, affectionately holding on to Castiel's arms with a soft grin./div
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div style="font-family: -apple-system-font; line-height: 16px;""Our very first kiss was here with Baby?" He asked as he looked up to Dean after glancing back to the car. br /br /.: to be continued:./div