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he can see dean’s soul from miles away  ,  bright /  shining / reborn  !  it is holier than the others surrounding it . a clear beacon of hope that any angel could see . his own hosts body responds in kind to the sight  /  goose pimples popping up on otherwise unchanging skin .  only the righteous man can pull such a reaction from him . playing him like a stringed instrument , every word a HOLY sign that he is indeed the same dean , that castiel has been helping for so long. he appears beside dean , teleporting from the heavens to his side . celestial being encompassed in a vessel to small  /  but strong enough to house him. he hopes he’s still remembered though it’s been so long.

 “ dean winchester , you are born again from death . it’s good to see you once more . ”

The night was dark, the girl couldn’t even see her hands in front of her as she sat beside the boy, waiting for him to wake up, at least she hoped he was beside her, the young telepath jumped at the sudden yelp of panic, quickly crawling over to where the voice had come from, a few feet away. 

“Shut up, shut up shut up shut up-” flicking on an almost dead flashlight, making a yellow glow instead of the bright white light she was used to she looked at the man, mixing her fear with his into her eyes. “If you scream, he will find you, he’ll find me, and I sure as hell don’t want to go back into that hell hole.” the younger female whispered frantically blond hair that was matted with blood, and cuts along her face moved back a bit, giving the man some room. “It hasn’t been day time for a long time. I’m surprised I found you, my flashlight was going to run out when I saw you laying here about? Three days ago? I’m not sure, time is weird here. But be quiet.”

It was so dark that Dean didn’t even notice the girl standing only a few feet from him. His heart was racing so fast, he couldn’t comprehend his surroundings. Dean covered his eyes from the light of the flashlight. It wasn’t bright, but it felt like it was the brightest thing he’d ever seen. His eyes were so used to the darkness that any form of light caused them to sting and ache.

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