Aftermath || Dean & Castiel
|| @scarrd-wings ||
Everything had changed. For the first time in what Dean could remember, they’d defeated the monster without unleashing some new unheard of terror upon the world. That had to count for something, he reasoned. The major win in his book, though, was that he had been reunited with his mother. While the hunter still wasn’t sure if it was a good or a bad thing that she’d been ripped out of heaven and returned to earth, her presence provided a renewed sense of hope.
With the good, always came the bad, though. Sam was gone. There was no trace of him in the bunker except for a few blood drops in the main room. The sigil on the wall let Dean know that Castiel had been cast away. While Mary sought out her old leads from her hunter days, Dean went in search of his best friend. He’d fought tooth and nail over the past few months to save him, and now Dean wasn’t sure what condition the angel would be in.
Once topside, he pulled out his phone and hit the contact info for Cas. The longer it rang, the more worried he became. Everything was going so great, and now with both Sam and Castiel missing, it all had come crashing back down.
