#queenrowenas

it’s sometime in s5, they’re going down the highway, just the two of them, dean driving and cas sitting in the passenger seat. the original purpose of cas’s visit long forgotten as they discuss dean’s ranking of the best burger joints in oklahoma

when a car cuts them off, driving all over the road, and dean has to jerk the wheel to avoid getting bulldozed, a protective arm moving in front of the angel. he honks, he curses, he yells about what the hell was that and how they shouldn’t even be on the road, they’re gonna kill somebody

and cas is just sitting there, eyes narrowed, a deep frown on his face. the air crackles with electricity, and the music on the radio turns to static

dean only frowns for a second before flinging an arm to grab cas. hey, no, no, knock it off, man. cas frowns at him, but the air calms and no cars blow up

no smiting other cars, no matter how crazy they drive. dean sighs. this is not a conversation he expected to have when he got up this morning. if someone pisses you off, you just flip them a bird or something

dean, i don’t have a bird

dean tries to hide his smile, he fails. no you do it like this. wait til we pass ‘em

They stand like that for a while, just cherishing the little comfort they can find - a childless parent and a fatherless daughter - in arms of each other.

SUPERNATURAL

dean/cas, 4k, rated m, alt s6, mindwipenatural, heed the tags pls

(17) For, behold, I create new heavens and a new earth: and the former shall not be  remembered, nor come into mind.

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“Did you—did you wipe my fucking memories?" 

Cas tilts his head, little worry lines scrunching between his furrowed brows. 

"Of course I did, Dean." A pause. “Are you starting to remember? I was hoping it would stick.”

And oh God, Dean can’t help but hear an unsaid this time tacked onto the end of that sentence. He nods, afraid to open his mouth. “I—”

“Then you must remember doing this to Lisa and Ben. Right?”

Time stops. 

“Don’t you remember?” Cas asks again. “We did it to Lisa and Ben, to protect them. We allowed them a chance at happiness. Is that not acceptable? Do you not deserve the same?"

"Yeah—but—but, it's different, you—you can't—" Dean sputters, cognitive abilities completely short-circuiting. He doesn’t even remember Lisa and Ben very well; he can see their faces if he tries, but it’s like looking underwater. The details are fuzzy, but he thinks he knows what happened, and it is not the same as whatever the hell it is that Cas did to him. It’s not.

"There’s no difference," Cas says. Insists. "You loved them, and you wanted them safe. I love you and want you safe. What's so wrong about that, Dean?" 

And isn't that the question? What is so wrong about it? There's an unspoken accusation hidden in Cas's words, a woe unto ye hypocrites woven between each consonant and vowel. Why is it only wrong when I do it? When it's done to you? Why is it okay reversed? 

Who made you God? 

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