My Season 13 Episode 1 Version on SPN (Destiel)
Dean is sitting next to the body of his friend. He lost his family. His mom is in another universe with Lucifer. And his best friend, his brother, his angel is killed by Lucifer too. His wings burned through the earth. And he lost him. Again. He looks above but there is nothing to help him anymore. Nothing to bring his Cas back. His Cas.
He hears Sam’s footsteps behind him. But he doesn’t move near Cas’s body. And doesn’t look at Sam. He just looks at his hands in his laps and thinks what he’s gonna do now.
Dean flinches and looks up to Cas’s face. It doesn’t move at all. His lips are sealed and eyes are closed. Then what was that? He’s sure he heard him just now-
“Dean?” The voice sounds more urgent now. And Dean turnes his head and looks behind him. It’s not Sam. It’s his angel standing there and he looks worried. Dean looks back at the body laying before him and then back to the standing angel. And he frowns. “Cas?”
He stands up and looks at Cas from tip to toe. Cas is looking behind Dean to see his body. Wait, his body is there so who is he?
Cas frowns but he has sempathy in his expression. Then he looks at Dean. To his eyes and starts talking. “Dean… It’s okay. I’m fine.”
Dean is frustrated and can’t wait him to explain it. “How? How are you…still alive?” He looks a little angry too. And Cas takes a second look at the body. “Dean, I don’t know what happened here but I was passed out in the frontyard. That person isn’t me. Well, technically he is but he must be from the other univers-” He can’t even finish his sentence when Dean sighs and jumps on to him. Dean wraps his arms around his shoulders and burries his face in there. Cas just smiles and pats him slowly on his back.
“Cas!” Dean calls his name again like it’s the first time they see each other in years. And Cas is happy for Dean. He looked really hurt and troubled looking at his body when he first arrived the backyard. And Cas wanted to wipe that look on his face immeditaly. Dean relaxed against him and Cas doesn’t want to end the hug. Dean hugs him tightly but then he stops abrubtly and pulles away. A little lost in his words. “Sorry, I’m…uh…I thought you were…dead.” His voice cracks at the last word.
Cas is still holding his arms when he talks. “I’m sorry, Dean. I should have come earlier.” Dean puts himself back together at that and pulls away a little so Cas can’t hold his arms anymore. “Yeah. That wasn’t cool, buddy. We’re gonna talk about your napping times when we’re done here.” Cas can’t hide his smile and Dean is glad he is here, with him.
Then he remembers what they were here for and Sam isn’t around. “Oh, crap. Sam is inside with the baby. We should check on them. Come on.”
Cas doesn’t argue with that and follows Dean to the inside of the house.
Imagine for a second that it’s not complicated to bring Cas back to the play. That he wasn’t even dead for a second. I hope this little fic brings you hope with the next season. One can only hope that Cas is alive. Thanks for reading.