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                              ❝  Please take me to places, that nobody, nobody knows. You got me hooked up on the feeling. You got me hanging from the ceiling. Got me up so high I'm barely breathing. So don't let me, don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go. ❞ 

    There was an imploring tone behind Castiel’s words as he spoke, his eyes remaining on Dean’s for a moment before casting themselves to the side, a hand moving to rub at the back of his neck slightly.

“Dean.” Castiel smiled softly, meeting the hunter’s gaze with fondness in his eyes. “Do you really mean that?” The angel wondered, unsure if Dean had been drinking, or if it were a shear matter of surviving yet another near death experience recently. He wanted so very much to believe the words, as they were said, but a little confirmation would sooth his paranoia.

Of course he enjoyed and appreciated the kiss on his neck, but it didn't seem enough nor helpful to his constant need of Dean. That was perhaps the exact way to describe it.

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She hasn't left his side. She feels responsible---if he hadn't been trying to help her, if she hadn't called him, he wouldn't be lying in this hospital bed unconscious. She hasn't slept in days, holding onto his hand and praying to anything that night be listening to please help Dean Winchester.

She's nodding off again, head jerking back up with a start as he stirs. Tears fall from her eyes with a smile and she laughs a little, wiping at the tears with the back of the hand that isn't holding Dean's.

Charlie had just finished braiding the last few strands of her hair. To say she was thrilled to do some Larping with her best friend, she was so excited to get into this role again. Putting the last final touches to her costume, the ginger steeped out of the tent. Enjoying the smell of the fresh air, she vowed to her self to upgrade Dean’s role to knight of moons. She owed that much to him to say the least. Many people bowed at her as she made her way around. The ginger almost told people not to bow at her but where would the fun be in that. Thankfully today the weather was so breathtaking it was starting to get a little cold now but she wore layers. More importantly she wished that her best friend would be here, she loved him more then her best friend he was like a brother to her. Maybe if the time was right she would even make him prince of Moons.