The Fall (1.)

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We all know that is an angel's reason for falling rejects them, they become weeping angels, but one person didn't, that persons name is Dean Winchester....

3 POV.

"Dean, we NEED to talk" Castiel came rushing in to the bunker, clothes ripped and dirty, panting slightly, his pink cheeks standing out.

"Whoa dude, first take a shower and maybe change your clothes you look homeless... and smell like it... then when I get back well talk, okay buddy" Dean told Cas, as he passed Castiel and climbed up the stairs, Cas frowned and followed after him.

"No, Dean this can not wait, listen I loved you ever since I laid eyes on you in hell, I killed, I rebelled and now even fell, in more ways than one, for you and for what that you could ignore me ?" Dean stopped and turned towards Castiel, he raked his finger through his hair and sighed after a moment of silence he spoke in a hushed voice, afraid that Sammy would overhear somehow.

"Listen, Cas, you're a good friend and all but...I... I don't swing that way sorry man, now could you please move... I have a date... with Chastidy" Without another word Cas moved, his head bowed, tears falling down Castiels cheeks and to the ground, but Dean didn't see them, because he already was up the stairs and out of the bunker cursing himself that he's going to be late.

Halfway through his date with Chastidy, the words finally sunk into Dean and hejust got up and left without saying anything to Chastidy, driving home likehellhounds were after him, once he got home he began his search for his dearfriend Castiel, he searched all through the bunker, by all through the bunker I mean the kitchen, Sammy's room,the library, the torcher room, even the garage, but he still couldn't find him,his phone showed 4:57 pm. So he decided to get some shut eye before the dawnbreaks and another case will be presented to them, sloppily he went in to thekitchen grabbed a few boxes of beer and dragged himself to his room, just as hestepped foot in to his room he found a statue, the statue was unbelievably similar to Cas so he hastily came closer to the statue, it was beautiful with really big, withe as snow, wings, the tunic was like a dress, long and covering the body, but still shoving some parts like the arms and some parts of the chest, Dean had to admit it was truly stunning, but only when he stood only a meter away from the statue did only then he noticed that the statue was unbelievably similar to Castiel, so he came even closer, than before, towards it, Dean looked at its face, despair, sorrow and deep emotional pain were painted all over it, the statue was sorrowfully weeping, Dean raised his hand and cupped the cheek of the stone angel, and then he blinked, when he opened his eyes the statue was nowhere in sight, he turned around, but it wasn't in his room anymore. Dean was shocked to say the least, once again he turned around, just to make sure, the only evidence of the angel was the weeping.

"It's your fault... It's all your fault...!" was herd softly for a few second before banishing like the statue itself.

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Sup, I'm sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes I'm not from and english speaking contry so if you find any let me know.

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