Ch.1

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A/N this is my first fanfic.
Hope you like it. This is a destiel AU.

Hell. He was in hell, he was sure of that. He knew because it was dark and hot and painful. But unlike hell he hoped and he he was pretty sure nobody hoped in hell. He thought of his mom and dad, of little brother Sam and his wife Jess,and his niece Zoey. Half the time that's what kept him going, seeing his niece's face, her smile when he would come home, her warm hugs and cheerful laugh. But he also though of how devastated she would be if she lost her uncle Dean. But you can only dream of one person for so long. As he drifted off into sleep he heard clanking in the room next to him he turned his head to the side and heard the medal door being unlocked,'here we go again' he thought. The door slid open and there he stood, "hello Dean"said a deep voice, the dark figure walked toward dean razor in hand and Dean knowing what was coming,closed his eyes, took a deep breath in and prepared himself for the worst. He opened his eyes to see Alistair standing by his head "shall we begin?"

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