Falling For A Fallen Angel (Destiel)

Chapter 5 ~ Blaming His Sleepiness ~

He's driving down the empty highway in his four door black '67 Chevy Impala. He would be speeding, but its not like there's signs around here.

A Led Zeppelin song is blasting, his windows down as he sings along just as loud. The sun is just starting to set up ahead causing many warm colours to spread across the sky.

He feels at complete peace.

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Dean is awaken from his peaceful state of sleep by the sound of Sam's voice.

"Hey man, wake up! I'm going out to get breakfast, you want to come with me or bring it back to you?" Dean almost doesn't catch what his little brother just said, mind fuzzy with sleep and confusion.

"Yeah, yeah..." He replies and rolls back over.

"Alright, I'll be back....don't wait up." Sam mutters sarcastically, shutting the motel room door behind him.

'What the hell?'

Dean sits up and rubs his eyes. Many things go through his head as he walks to the bathroom to shower.

'How did I get back here? I was with Bobby last night...we called an Angel! Crap, I hope Bobby's alright...was the hot guy the Angel? Castiel...'

Dean pauses midway through taking off his shirt.

'Wait what the hell am I thinking again?'

Dean continues to take off his shirt, blaming his sleepiness on his strange thoughts. He catches a glimpse of himself in the mirror, noticing the handprint on his left shoulder.

'So it wasn't a dream...'

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Once he's done with his shower, Sam is already back.

"Hey Dean, got your breakfast."

Dean stares at his brother wandering where he was last night.

Sam looks up at him giving him a confused look. "What? You're staring at me, Dean."

Dean looks away and sits down to eats his breakfast.

"So where did you go last night?" Dean asks, biting into his egg, cheese and biscuit sandwich.

"Like I said last night, I was at the library. Are you okay, Dean?"

"I'm fine. Are you?"

"Um..yeah. But I mean, you're back from Hell, that can't be something you just...brush off."

Oh. Right.

Dean almost forgot, his thoughts being more towards who pulled him out.

"I'm fine, Sammy, really." Sam looks a little uncertain but doesn't push farther.

"It's SAM!"

"Whatever...Bitch."

"Jerk."

Dean's glad to be back.

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