Cas is gone.
How will Dean handle it this time?
A mirror of episodes 1-5 of Season 13 and Dean Winchester’s stages of grief.
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This can’t be happening again. Before, when he watched that reaper bitch slide an angel blade into Cas’ chest, Dean thought about asking her to kill him too. The smooth, silver blade pierced Cas’ skin for months after that, the same nightmare haunting him every time he closed his eyes.
Dean thinks it must be a dream, watching the tip of Cas’ blade appear out of his chest. His eternal light blinds, beautiful in its release. It makes Dean sick. He’s seen angels die, seen their wings turn to ash where they lie. But this is Cas. This isn’t supposed to happen again.
The ground is hard under his knees and everything is quiet, eerie almost. Empty. He stays by Cas and waits. Because someone will come. Chuck, maybe. Amara. Another angel that can bring him back. Dean waits, one hand a fist in his lap, the other clenching the edge of Cas’ trenchcoat.