I awoke and the light and the Wichester's bunker filled my eyes in much the same way as light fills the eyes of a newborn child.My only thought was a burning desire to vomit, which I held back on once I had realised where I was."Sam?!" I called out, I startled myself as Dean's voice errupted from my mouth. No, Dean's mouth, this is his body, remember? I corrected myself as I waited for Sam's footsteps along the corridor, and I turn to face him as he stands watching me from the doorway.
"Hey, Can, Buddy, How're you doing?"
I search for his face, as I am still blinded by the sensation of new light. My thoughts stumbled over one another as each one competed for my closest attention; mostly I was focused upon the strangeness of hearing Sam call me buddy and not Dean. I did manage to say a few words with my new, familiar, voice. "Coming round, I think...two thousand years and I am still not used to this..." I silently scold myself over my over-sensitive reaction to occupying a new vessel.
"Anything that I can do to help?" Asked Sam
I squint at him, making more of a concentrated effort to straighten up my thoughts. "Could you perhaps turn the light down a little? The one out there in the corridor?"
"Sure D-Cas..."
As Sam moves away and the lighting becomes less harsh, allowed myself the slightest smile at the thought that I would not be the only one for whom this arrangement was going to take some getting used to. I began to take heavy steps towards Dean's full length mirror, to get a full picture of the situation we had ended up in. Looking through the very eyes of the man I saved from perdition, I quietly call out to him, not certain that I will get an answer, or if he will even hear me "Dean, are you ok in there?"
I am thrown by the immediacy of his reply, normally, it takes a few days to establish meaningful contact between the human and their angelic host, "Fine and dandy, Cas..." Good old Dean, hardy little devil.
"Good..." I breath into thin air with a smile meant solely for him.
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Supernatural: leapfrogging
FanficWhat happens when jimmy Novak the holy tax accountant's body becomes so damaged during a fight that Castiel can no longer heal it? Join the Winchester's on the race to find Cas a second vessel.
