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The next night...

"Do you really think we can trust Crowley?" Dean asks. Castiel bites his lip.

"Not really. But what other chance do we have?" The angel says. "We either rot in this cell forever or get executed, or worse..." he breathes in. "we just don't have any other options. He's our best bet."

Dean nods. Cas crawls over to him, sitting down and pulling him close as he kisses his head. The omega sighs and looks to his lover.

  "What are we gonna do about... you know.." Castiel looks confused. "We had no protection, Cas. What are we gonna do?"

  "I don't-" he's interrupted by the sound of a heavy door. Soon Crowley appears at their cell, holding keys. "Crowley?" Cas asks.

  "Shh!" The demon insists. He uses the keys to the door and opens it silently, which isn't very successful because of the rust. It squeaks open and Dean and Castiel silently rush out, following Crowley's lead.

god this is so short and bad but i need to get something out there

i am honestly so sorry, my writers block is back at the worst possible time. i want to write, but nothing is coming to me. i'm so sorry

i will update an actual good, and possibly long chapter as soon as possible but it might take awhile

there's a lot going on in my life, with corona only adding on more, and it's causing so much stress and problems so it's making it more difficult to write, and even think of story ideas

i am seriously sorry, i don't even know if i'll keep this stuff once i get my mojo back, i might just delete the bad chapters and rewrite them completely

4/16/20

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