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I’ll be reblogging this a few times for visibility! But Sam is nestled back home now so I’m thinking that means more time spent here and more threads. ♥

@classicrockcassette Cassie had been divorced almost a week now, and was settling into her new apartment in Lawrence. She'd needed to get away from New York, because everything reminded her of her ex there. Thankfully her job loved her so much they'd kept her on as a remote journalist. She didn't cover anything that specifically had to do with being in New York so she could do it from anywhere. She finally forced herself to go to the grocery store today. She'd moved in two days ago and just eaten takeout since then. She was in the deli section when she heard an all too familiar voice from her past. She can't stop herself from speaking his name aloud, even though it still hurt a little, "Dean Winchester."

“ That was about as subtle as a brick in the head. ”

Cas swallowed thickly as he gripped his demon-killing knife. His tie felt too tight even though the thing only hung loosely around his neck. It had to be nerves. Because this was certainly unnerving. Like a spell, Cas could only find himself staring at the man whenever he happened to show up.

As soon as he left the room, she followed him to his car, slipping past him and hopping into the driver’s seat. She faced him, meowing, making the sound as plaintive as she could. She widened her eyes into the face she knew most humans couldn’t resist. She just had to get his trust and then scare him away from her forest. She’d find a way.

@classicrockcassettes Going through the tear to the other world was less violent than Dean had been expecting. It was even easier than coming back from Purgatory had been. The world on the other side, though...it was worse than anything Dean had ever seen. He only half-listened to Cas as the angel explained what the world was and what had happened. At least now they had proof that they had done some good in the world. They had kept it from being this...wasteland. Everything was ash and dust, and the giant spears sticking out of the ground was...telling. Especially since they looked identical to angel blades, just much larger and more terrifying. And the dead bodies everywhere. Dean hadn't seen that many dead bodies since he'd gone to the alternate world where the Croatoan virus had taken over. He hoped there wasn't some alternate broken hippy Cas here. That had been...almost too much for Dean. When someone approached them wielding two guns, Dean immediately raised his gun, and he could see Sam doing the same on the other side of Cas. Cas, on the other hand, almost seemed happy to see the man. "Cas, what's going on?" Dean demanded. He looked at the stranger, narrowing his eyes in an attempt to see through the heavy cloth covering the man's face. "Who is this?"

“Hey man, nice wheels...”

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