"It's fine. I'm fine." Dean kept saying even though he refused to meet Sam's gaze. He didn't even realize that he was shaking until the warmth of the blanket penetrated his awareness. He was disgusted with himself because he'd allowed Lucifer to take what he wanted. He had allowed the devil to use both his and Castiel's love for one another to destroy them both. One thing Dean knew for sure is that when Amara finds out, and he has no dounlit that she will, she just might obliterate the archangels vessel thus destroying Cas.
The thought made him want to rage and weep at the same time. "I'm fine Sam. You can go now." Dean said once more as the shock set in. He sat up slowly. He needed a shower. He needed to be clean. He tried to stand and wobbled a bit before finding his feet. Seemingly uncaring that he was nude, that Sam was right there and that he was covered in come and bruises, Dean limped passed Sam towards the showers.
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The thought made him want to rage and weep at the same time. "I'm fine Sam. You can go now." Dean said once more as the shock set in. He sat up slowly. He needed a shower. He needed to be clean. He tried to stand and wobbled a bit before finding his feet. Seemingly uncaring that he was nude, that Sam was right there and that he was covered in come and bruises, Dean limped passed Sam towards the showers.