DEAN POV
I've been home for 2 days, i still can't get over this whole coma thing. I need to find cas. I need to. There isn't anyway he isn't real, that we can't have something, at least something. A friendship, a spark. I can't take it.
I jump out of my bed, get on my jacket, and head out to my car, I still don't understand while in that coma that I had a truck instead of my baby. I didn't realize how much misses her until I drove again.
"Alright, 5:28 pm. It can't be that bad of a time to go for a search. I should probably start where his house was during the.. Dream..."A
I remember where it is and how to get there, let's hope my mind didn't make up the place too.
I start heading in the direction of that house. All I have right now is the hope that, the house is there, and so is he. I don't want him to not be. I won't stop until I know. After all of that, it has to mean something.
During all my thinking time just flies, I find myself at the house in no time at all. I check my hair in the rear view mirror, brush My fingers through it a head to the door.
I stop right at the door step and take deep breath while raising my hand to knock in the door, and i freeze right before. My hand in a fist and frozen right at his door. "You can do this Dean. You can"
I close my eyes and knock on the door and put my hand back down at my side.
I wait a second and I hear shuffling and walking, this is it. The moment of truth.
I hear the door unlock and the door handle twist open.
I look up and see who's at the door
"Castiel...?"
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Sorry bout it being so short >.<
I'll be writing some more soon, I promise. So there will be more.
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