Cas:
He wasn't sure how he was even able to focus on his work during his shift. He played Dean's email over and over in his mind, wondering if Dean really had meant what he said. He really missed Cas? Wanted him in his life? Cas had never really felt wanted by anyone except Dean, but the last couple of years had been extremely rough and Dean had spent more time pushing Cas away than he had done to make him feel wanted. It was easier to leave and try to forget about Dean than it was to stay and be subjected to that kind of constant rejection. But something seemed to have changed. Had his leaving caused Dean to rethink his behavior? And what about the mark? Was that still influencing how he was behaving? The email seemed to point towards no. So what exactly was going on with Dean Winchester? He was dying to find out.
The rest of the school day seemed to drag on but he stopped on his lunch break and decided he needed to know about something in particular, so he shot off a brief email to Dean, with a simple question.
Dean,
What about the mark?
He stuck the phone back in his pocket and went back to waxing the gym. He needed to know one way or the other. It wasn't ten minutes later before he got a response and he paused in the middle of his work to check his emails. There was a photo attachment this time. He opened it and found himself staring at a picture of Dean's forearm. Where the mark had been the skin was now smooth and flawless. He read the text included.
Cas,
I told you I would find a way to get rid of it, and I did. The only thing upsetting me nowadays is not being able to talk to you, to hear your voice. Please call me when you get a chance.
The mark was really gone. He had no idea what Sam and Dean had done to get rid of it, but it was really gone. He leaned heavily against the bleachers that were still down from the assembly earlier in the afternoon, and felt overwhelming relief flood through him. After a few minutes he tucked the phone back in his pocket and started the floor washer up again. He just wanted to get off work tonight so that he could tell Dean where he was and that he wanted Dean to come get him. He was tired of denying his feelings. Now was the time for action.
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Missing You
FanfictionAfter rescuing his vessel's daughter Castiel sets out on a life of his own feeling like a failure now that he is human again. He makes his way to Chicago, discards his phone, his last tie to the Winchesters, and takes on a job as a janitor in a scho...
