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Summary:
Sam turned and scanned the area, when something, someone, caught his eye near the staircase. Could it beā¦? āHello Dean!ā Dean felt his breath leave his body. He went still with shock, because no way is it- āCas!ā breathed Sam.
Okay so this is the first fic that I've ever written. I never thought that my first work would be for the supernatural fandom, but the finale forced my hand. And thus, the idea of this fix-it fic was born. i hope you all give it a read and enjoy it!


















