Tattered Destiny || Strings of Fate - Part Two || Completed

Part Two

Dean circle the earth once more. Looking for any sign.

He summoned demons, begging for answers. The first gave him nothing. The second an old friend long thought to be dead.

"I don't know where Clarence is. I've looked," the demon admitted. "He's gone."

He couldn't accept that. Castiel wasn't gone. Dean wouldn't believe it. He couldn't.

And so Dean continued to search the earth. And still he found nothing. Until death herself came to him with a whisper. An answer.

The empty had come for Cas. A deal now paid full.

And his angel was as far from his reach as he had ever been. Death separated them both.

So Dean searched for a different answer. One of darkness and nothing. A way into the empty. And a way out.

Death was the obvious option. But one perhaps irreversible.

Castiel has escaped once. Dean could find a way to make it happen again. If only he looked hard enough. Far enough.

He searched through history. Ancient tomes. Spells. Traditions passed on through the ages. Fruitless was his search.

But Dean has time. He had absolutely nothing but time.

Their children however did not. And Dean watched as they continued to age. And as the years passed he buried them all. And he remained physically unchanged. Emotionally he was drained. The years had worn on him. The deaths. The search.

Even still he kept looking.