Reaching for the door, he let out the breath he'd been holding, and opened it. Here's hoping.
When Cas finally walked into the room, he didn't didn't know what to expect, but it wasn't Dean silently crying and muttering as he dabbed at the familiar trenchcoat.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid! Stupid fucking idiot!" It's just a jacket. But it was his jacket. It was his, and it's all I have left.
"Dean.." Cas said quietly, and Dean froze instantly.
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Dean's pov
"Dean.."
No. No, it can't be! He's gone.. it's not real. I'm hearing things. That's all it is. I squeezed my eyes shut tightly, willing the voice to go away. Maybe I'm finally going crazy. I continued to dab at the jacket. The rather large wet spot from the spilled whiskey was slowly drying. It was when I felt the gentle touch on my shoulder, that I finally lost it. I jumped up and away, looking towards the door, still clutching the trenchcoat in my hands. His trenchcoat. The tears started pouring so fast I could barely see, but I could see enough.
"Cas.. is that you? But, you- you died! I seen the empty take you away from me! You can't be here! You're not really here... I- I'm going crazy.. I'm hallucinating." I watched as he slowly walked towards me. I didn't make a single move, and as his hand touched my face, I found myself leaning into it, and closing my eyes.
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"Dean, you're not hallucinating.. I'm here now. This is real. I'm real. Open your eyes.. please." Dean continued to shake his head as the tears kept coming, but it didn't seem to be from denial of the situation.
"You promise?" Dean hated how his voice cracked. Cas didn't respond, and while Dean was afraid this was all just a vivid dream and he would wake up and Cas wouldn't really be there, he listened. Opening his eyes slowly, he still seen cas standing there in front of him.
Dean Stood frozen for a second, in disbelief that this could be real. That he could so lucky as to get to look into those familiar blue eyes. Blue as the ocean. He launched himself at Cas, winding his arms around his neck and burying his face in his shoulder. Cas' arms wound around Dean's waist and held him firmly, as Dean continued to cry. Soon he had calmed down to quiet sniffles, and Cas led them over to the bed to sit and talk.
"How?"
Cas took in a big breath before letting it out and beginning the story. "After The Empty took me, it was a while of just laying there in the darkness. It wasn't cold per say, but there was no warmth either. It was, for lack of better words, nothing. I don't know why I was awake, but I was, and it deeply upset The Empty. Everyday, it would appear as someone I know, someone I care about. It would tell me all these horrible things. It was trying to break my spirit, thinking the only reason I was awake was out of sheer will. So, it was trying to break that will. More often than not, it appeared as you. Telling me I was useless and pathetic. That I belonged there so I didn't screw anything else up because that's all I do. At first, I believed it. I really thought it was you.. it was so believable. Though, I started to notice the differences. The Empty was good at disguising, but not perfect. It had your freckles, your hair color, your walk, your voice, all of that exactly right, but the one thing it never could get right, was your eyes. They were always too dull. Your eyes have a brightness, a spark, that it couldn't quite replicate. But, that didn't stop it from trying. Eventually, Jack came for me, and The Empty fought hard. I couldn't fathom why if I was such a nuisance to it.
I got out, and I went back to heaven with Jack. I helped him as needed to change things. He didn't like the way it was. He wanted it to be better, more of what people actually deserved in a heaven, so I helped him, and kept an eye on you the whole time. I've been out for roughly two months..."
"Two months! And you're just now telling me?" Dean interrupted. He couldn't believe this! Why would he wait so long?
"Dean, I said some things before..." Oh yeah... the confession. Dean remembered. He didn't get a chance to respond before.. before he was gone. "I didn't know I would get out, and so as far as I knew, that was the last time I would be seeing you, and I thought that if that was the last time, then I needed to be honest. And I know-"
Dean cut him off, hands cupping Cas' face as he crashed his lips against his. He didn't know how to respond, and they say actions speak louder than words. Cas was frozen for all of two seconds before his brain finally caught up with what was going on, and he finally started kissing back. Why had Dean waited so long to do this? Denying himself what he wanted for so long. Dean sighed into the kiss before pulling away.
"I love you too, Cas. I don't know when it started, and I know that when I finally did realize it, I tried to ignore it. Truth is, I didn't think I deserved it. I'm so broken and damaged, and you're so perfect and good.. I just.. I didn't think I was allowed to have it, so I tried to pretend I didn't want it. It was easier that way, but then you told me all that stuff, and then you were gone, and I didn't get a chance to tell you. That's what killed me, thinking you were gone for good and not being able to tell you how I really felt. I- I've been such a mess.. Sam is probably disgusted and fed up with me." Then Dean remembered earlier, Sam helping him bathe and he felt even worse. Dean was supposed to take care of him, but Sam was having to take care of him cause he completely checked out, gave up. And man, if that didn't make him feel like shit.. He was a terrible brother.
"He's not disgusted or fed up with you. He's only been worried."
"Does he know you're back?"
"Yes, I already spoke with him." Dean nodded, looking into Cas' eyes. He leaned in and kissed him again. It wasn't rushed. It was slow, patient, and full of all the love he had. He had his angel back, and for once it seemed like everything was perfect.
A/N:
Hey guys! So there it is! Chapter 3, and things are starting to get better. Sadness gone.. for now lol but hold on to your seats cause next chapter is gonna be steamy 🔥😏 Love you my dudes!

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FanfictionPost 15X18 Cas was taken by The Empty and Dean's not dealing well. Lonely nights filled with drinking and lots of tears. Sam's worried for his brother's mental state, and at this rate, his physical well being too. But things start looking up with a...