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"hello, beautiful," cas smiled, walking to the side of the hospital bed. "cas!" exclaimed the red-haired 12 year old weakly. he walked over to her, and kissed her cold cheek.

"i brought you a flower, from the garden. they're all blooming now, just like this." he sets the flower on the stand next to her, and sat in his normal seat.

"could you take a picture? i wanna see them all," she requested. "of course." cas smiled. "i'll do it as soon as i get home."

"and, could you braid my hair? like last time?" cas laughed softly and nodded, and began to do her hair, ignoring the strands that fell out.

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