Sam was out, it had taken Dean an hour to convince his little brother that he really didn't want to be there for this conversation. It was going to be hard enough he feared. Dean had spent the last fifteen minutes or so trying to make sure he didn't just run and hide when Cas showed up. On one hand he understood why and subsequently the Darkness had been defeated, but on the other...well, they both know what happened.
Dean hears the door open and steps on the stairs. He glances up from the table where he is currently sitting and drinking a cup of coffee. He'd taken to hot drinks almost as much as booze what with trying to keep his body warm from the cold and numbness ensconcing it since that night.
Castiel's voice..no longer tinged with Lucifer's arrogance and coldness washed over Dean and made his eyes prickle with tears. He swallowed heavily and forced them back. He refused to cry...not right now.
"Over here, Cas." Dean replied, voice tense and thick. He hadn't seen Cas since the end of the battle. He and Sam had been left to pick themselves up and clean up their own wounds. He was mostly healed now save for a few bruises and several scratches that were still scabbed over.
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Dean hears the door open and steps on the stairs. He glances up from the table where he is currently sitting and drinking a cup of coffee. He'd taken to hot drinks almost as much as booze what with trying to keep his body warm from the cold and numbness ensconcing it since that night.
Castiel's voice..no longer tinged with Lucifer's arrogance and coldness washed over Dean and made his eyes prickle with tears. He swallowed heavily and forced them back. He refused to cry...not right now.
"Over here, Cas." Dean replied, voice tense and thick. He hadn't seen Cas since the end of the battle. He and Sam had been left to pick themselves up and clean up their own wounds. He was mostly healed now save for a few bruises and several scratches that were still scabbed over.