there he was.
sitting in the pale wooded chair at one of the libraries computers, just like he had promised.
the dust remained settled on every book, but cas could not remain that way. he had waited too long, even died for awhile.
with dean's arms wrapped tightly around him, castiel knew that this was where he was meant to be. this was home.
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out of reach
Fanfiction(takes place after the season twelve finale) a story in which dean can't stop emailing cas **daily updates, a little sad at points, talk of alcohol consumption, lower case intended and i also do not own any of the supernatural characters**
