--------------------------------------------------------- Cas' POV --------------------------------------------------------------
"Dean!" I yelled as I held him in my arms, he was bleeding and unconscious. "Dean please!" I mumbled as Sam came back here, I was crying. "I can't loose you, not again, not the real you." I rocketed him in my arms while pressing him close to my chest.
"Cas..." Sam mumbled and put his hand in my shoulder. "He needs to be taken to a hospital." He uttered. "I already got rid of Jack." He added and took Dean for my arms and laid him in the bed. "Ill go get the impala and Ill honk so you can come out with Dean." He was running out but he stopped and looked at me. "You can carry him right?" I nodded.
I looked at Dean and sat in bed next to his unconscious body. "Hi Asstiel." When I heard that all my blood froze in my body.
"What are you doing here Metatron?" I growled and turned to him, he smiled and nodded at Dean.
"We could make a deal."He said and smirked, I looked at him puzzled.
"What?" I uttered confused, he nodded and sat in one of the motel chairs.
"A deal my dear Asstiel, I can cure him, but..." He trailed off, I gave him a quizzical look.
"But what?" I hissed as a smiled found place on his lips. "What do I have to do on exchange?" I mumbled.
"You'll come with me and help me with what I ask." He added, and my eyes opened wide.
"You can't! They will look for me." I mumbled, he laughed.
"I know they would so thats why I would erase or better said change all their memories of you, I would modify them and take you out of their minds, they won't remember you." He uttered amused. "Dean won't make it out of this..." He added.
"What?" I hissed, he shook his head.
"If I don't cure him he won't make it out of this." He uttered, I heard another laugh behind of me.
"Oh wings, you must be stupid to believe that." I turned to him.
"Crowley?" I said and he opened his arms.
"Yes, Im here wings and I would suggest you to better make a deal with me." He added and I heard Metatron growl. "Give me your soul, I would cure Dean and you'll get a year with him, and even I would give you your grace back for that whole year." He mumbled and smiled.
I looked between them and sighed, a year with him, a year but with him healthy or leaving but being alive and he healthy? In one I live but never see I'm again, in the other I would go to hell but get to be next to him for a year.
"Metatron..." I hissed. "Leave now. Crowley its a deal." I said and looked down, he smiled and took out the bottle but first I had to kiss him.
"Take your grace and we'll have a great time in hell wings, don't worry." He said handing me the bottle and disappearing.
I opened the bottle and I felt my grace come back, I sat next to Dean realising that I stood up in all the commotion.
"You'll be okay my love." I said caressing his cheek and seeing his face forming again under my fingertips.
I heard the honk and a bitter laugh left my lips, when I saw Dean was okay I decided to leave for a while, just sit in a tall place to think of my oncoming year, but I didn't left without writing them a note.
Ill be back in a while, I made a deal Im sorry I couldn't let him die. C
As I heard the steps toward the room I zapped away.
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Move on (Destiel)
FanfictionWhat would you do if your best friend/lover died? Castiel couldn't live without him, he was sad, depressed, anxious, he couldn't eat or sleep, since the day DW died he couldn't get out of bed, until one day, he met someone who was going to change h...
