The sound of the door shutting was something both of them wanted to hear. Sam had left to follow up the most urgent lead on their present hunt. Dean felt his spine shiver slightly as he realised this was what he had been waiting for; he was alone with Cas.
Dean threw his father’s journal onto the lit he and Cas were both stood suivant to and ran a hand through his hair as he sighed. Cas looked at him inquisitively, as if trying to read Dean’s exact thoughts and not quite being able to.
“Cas, I –” Dean began. He didn’t know how to say this. This could be the beginning of something....
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