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ā...Heaven is green grass and red striped tents.ā He doesnāt know. He canāt speak with conviction. Heās never walked in Godās kingdom, but there is a tightness in his throat that he canāt deny.Ā
āOr-ā
He has to stop, to swallow. To close his eyes. Deanās expression softens. He smiles.
The closest he ever came to Heaven on Earth. To true happiness.Ā
āHeaven is a confessional on a Tuesday morning.ā
"I'm just pumped! Are you guys pumped?" xoxo gabe
Ghost Adventures Meme: (not accepting)
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Dean, is in fact pumped.Ā
Cas? Does not look nearly as pumped.Ā
āCāmon, angel.ā He can feel Casā eye roll. He hates being called angel. Dean puts his chin on his shoulder.
āItās just a mechanical bull.ā
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Thereās a murmur, throat clicking, words working over soft lips as a head is bowed.
"Praying, Gabriel? Father can't help you now."
That dark head lifts, lips twisted up into a sneer.Ā
"Why, pardon the pun, in God's name would I pray to Dad? Not exactly what you'd call reliable."
The angelās answering smirk is cut short, mouth falling slack and open as the angel blade is slammed into its vesselās back with more force than strictly necessary, forced through between ribs.Ā
The vessel hits the ground. Itās been three longĀ days.Ā
ā...you rang?ā
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If youāre watching this, Iām dead.Ā
They make it through the video the first time. Four rings. Four horseman. Keys to the change. A plan. Hope. Gabriel gives Dean the one thing heād never thought heād find again.Ā
Hope.Ā
The second time he tries to watch it, counting down the hours until they leave for Detroit, he canāt make it past that first line.Ā
If youāre watching this, Iām dead.Ā
Dean hurls the laptop at the wall and sits with his head in his hands, until they get into the car. (On the way, he makes Sam promise that he and Cas will try and get out of the life. Be happy together.)
He says yesĀ because itās the right thing to do. Because Sam went to hell for him. Because Cas fought his brothers for him. Because Gabriel died for him. For the few brief seconds that heās falling, Dean finds peace. He finally did something right.Ā
But nothing is ever that easy. And he is subjected to hellĀ in the purest sense of the word, trapped between furious archangels.Ā
When heās first freed, he doesnāt care. About anything. Until Death erects a flimsy wall in the back of his head and shoves his soul where the sun doesnāt shine.Ā
Then Dean cares. About everything.Ā
Years old grief hits him fresh, it leaves him choking on it. Screaming at God in the middle of a junkyard.Ā
āIt aināt right! He did everything you wanted! He put humanity first! He protected us from Lucifer, and you let him die!ā
His voice echoes hard on steel, and Dean clenches his fists, and lowers his voice.Ā
āYou brought Cas back. You could bring him back too.ā

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Heās never gonna get used to the whole angel healing thing. Because about two hours ago, he was choking breaths out through broken ribs after being thrown through a third story window by a pissed off poltergeist.Ā
Now heās completely fine, three shots of JD and two beers in, feeling like the whole world is made of warm caramel.Ā
Itās awesome.Ā
Sam and Cas are across the booth, pressed in close but neither one of them exactly smiling. Dean is...well, Dean is sprawled across Gabe, trying to stifle laughter into his sleeve.Ā
āI asked...I asked Cas if he was a receiver...ā
Yep, heās shitfaced.
āItās Halloween, everyoneās entitled to one good scare.ā gabe xoxo
Horror Starters: (Accepting)
Sam is going to kick the ever living shit out of him. If he doesnāt end up getting fired for this, that is. Thatās why he doesnāt call him. Doesnāt say a goddamn word, because Sam has some old college buddies in town, a pretty blonde who stopped by the hospital, and theyāre all going out for drinks for Halloween.Ā
Dean and Gabe? Theyāre breaking Cas out of the hospital for Halloween.Ā
Dean stands watch outside of the Impala while Gabe bundles Cas out of his scrubs and into Deanās old Metallica shirt and a pair of sweats. Theyāre a little big, but itās better than wearing Gabeās clothes and looking like the Incredible Hulk.Ā
They hit the road after the sun sinks down, everything painted in orange and black. It feels fitting.Ā
Gabe fiddles with the radio and Dean slaps his hand, but they still end up on a station playing Monster Mash.Ā
Cas is small and quiet in the backseat, but thereās a smile tucked into the corner of his lips like heās hiding a smile.Ā
Thereās a park with a carnival set up inside of it, bright lights and bursts of noise. Dean worries it might be too much for Cas, but Gabe takes one look at him, and the two have a hell of a silent conversation before Gabe faces front again.Ā
āHeāll be fine.ā
Dean doesnāt miss the way Cas and Gabe are magnetized, how they drift together when they walk. And he sure as hell doesnāt miss the way Casā pale hand slips comfortable and confident into Gabeās and is held tight.Ā
He knows what Naomi did to Cas. Knows the ways she twisted him up and tried to ruin him. It warms something deep and dark inside his gut to see Cas trust someone enough to hand himself over.Ā
Nobody deserves that trust more than Gabe.Ā
They weave between brightly colored booths, and somehow end up with a plastic pumpkin that gets loaded down with candy. Dean downs a beer to settle his stomach, thoughts always trailing back to Sam.Ā
He buys a candy apple with butterflies in his stomach. Slips behind a booth while Cas and Gabe are occupied by the petting zoo, Casā expression serene. Dean swallows, and he takes the picture before he can talk himself out of it.Ā
Lashes lowered, stubble dusted throat bared, shiny slick red candy apple sliding against his lips.Ā
God help him, he likesĀ the picture. He feels sexy, something he didnāt think possible. He thinks of Sam looking at him, looking at that picture, and thereās no shame stirring in his belly.Ā
Dean doesnāt send a text with it, just the picture. He canāt think of anything to say that wonāt make him sound needy or attention starved.Ā
They walk around until the carnival shuts down. They get Cas back in bed before dawn, though he refuses to give up Deanās shirt, or Gabeās jacket.Ā
Gabe tucks him in and whispers words Dean does his best not to hear, picking loose strands of hay from his hair.Ā
Itās a good night. A good little family heās built for himself.Ā
The kind of good Dean didnāt think heād ever have.
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Heās gonna need a minute. Or about a thousand of them.Ā
The paper bag crinkles between his fingers, dotted with grease. Inside that brown paper is a freshly fried, freshly iced donut, dusted with crumbled pieces of candied bacon.Ā
And a whole bunch of answers.Ā
A porn collection with a literal ribbon. Another donut. Various dumb trinkets over months. All left on the threshold to his church, like some kind of cat leavig mice on the porch.Ā
All Gabe.Ā
Of course, heād known that at the time. But he hadnāt know thatĀ āGabe from churchā would end up beingĀ āGabriel, fucking archangel of the Lordā.Ā
Yikes, his life was something.Ā
Heās watched Sam pray to Cas about a million times. It doesnāt make him feel any less silly for closing his eyes and clasping his hands in his lap.Ā
āGabe.ā A beat, a dry swallow.Ā āGabriel. You got someĀ āsplainin to do, buddy.ā