Theyre All Gone

They’re all gone

“What do you mean they’re all gone?”

“I mean they are all dead Dean. All of them except Naomi and Duma. I’m not sure how Heaven is sustaining itself at this point.” Cas stated feeling defeated.

“So… What happens now? If Heaven ceases to exist what happens to the souls?” Sam’s blood froze when he heard a familiar voice answer

“They fall. All of them, they fall to earth.”

“Billie.”

“Dean.”

“What’re you doing here?”

“Someone has to fix this. Heaven needs Angels to survive and they’re all in the empty now. Without a power supply the walls are crumbling. Someone has to turn the lights back on. Unfortunately I’m invested. However, I’m not stepping foot in the empty, but one of you have… Experience.”

“Cas no.” Dean looked to Cas immediately expecting some ill formed idea.

“Heaven was, is my responsibility Dean. It’s my fault there are so few angels in the first place.”

“I don’t care! The only way for you to get back there is to die. And that ain’t happenin’.”

Billie pulled a face at Dean’s reaction. “Not to rush you but it looks as if there’s not much time left, I’d say 24 hours in earth time.” and with that she was gone. Jack was next to voice his concerns.

“Cas, I’m not as strong as I was. I can’t be sure that I could wake you up.” He gave his father a cautious look.

“I believe in you Jack. You can do this.” turning his eyes to Dean he noticed that the other man wouldn’t look at him

“We can do this. We have to. If Heaven collapses there’s no way to rebuild it.” Dean still wouldn’t look at him.

“What do you need Cas?” Sam stepped up trying his hardest to view this as nothing more than another job. But, he knew. He felt the reality of losing his friend again knowing that this time it could be for good. Cas shook his head knowing the only thing he’d need was already at his fingertips.

“Dean…” he whispered gently

“No Cas.” The Angel reached for him assuming he’d pull away. Instead Dean stood as still as humanly possible as Castiel’s hand rested over the claim he’d made all those years ago.

“Please…”

“What if he can’t wake you up? What if you die for nothing and I’m left here to clean up the mess without you?” Dean spoke with anger but they could all hear the sadness behind it.

“You have no faith.” Castiel repeated to him.

“You’ve said as much.” Dean moved into Cas’s space wrapping his arms around his neck. He held his breath in an attempt to stop the tears he could feel coming.

“It’s going to be ok Dean.” Dean squeezed tighter as a sob escaped his chest. Dean knew a decision had been made. Cas knew they were running out of time so gently as not to offend Dean, he untangled himself from the hug. Leaning in he held the side of Dean’s face to whisper in his ear. He stood for a moment feeling the other man’s cheek move against his as Dean nodded. Leaning back Cas used the hand that was resting on Dean’s face he tilted his head down, placing a kiss between the hunters brow.

White light erupted from the angel. Dean choked as he pulled the blade back to hold the now lifeless body in his arms.

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“Remember that time when we tried to explain tipping”

“He loved nutty cream”

“For Jack”

“Sam’s a little sloppy when he drinks three bottles of whiskey”

This Team Free Will scene without the music is precious

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Cas and the bunker

One of those great seemingly throwaway but actually incredibly important moments is Cas telling the hunter where to find spell ingredients, right down to the exact room, drawer, and how it’s labeled. Combined with how Cas has slowly, the canon sneaking up on Cas, made Cas a fixture at the bunker. He not only lives there. He knows where stuff is. He doesn’t need to sleep, maybe he organized the drawers of spell ingredients himself, or maybe someone else did it, but Cas knows it like the back of his hand. He knows the bunker. It’s his home, because that’s where his family is.

Me: Dean’s back, Jack had a self confidence boost, and Cas wants a father-son-bondimg hunting trip! Life is great!

Supernatural writers: Also Jack is coughing up blood

Me:

salty sam

Sam finally found out the truth.