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Psychogenic ~ Destiel

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"Doctor Sexy?"  He croaked, instinctively.

She smiled bemusedly, striding over to the side of the bed.  "Flattered, but no."

"I don't..." He shook his head.  "Why did I say that?"

"I'm Doctor Calder," She spoke, fiddling with the monitor, and the IV drip that he had just noticed.  His eyes trailed the long, clear tube down to his arm, where the needle stuck amidst a garden of assorted bruises, cuts, and scars.

"What happened to me?"

She scoffed lightly.  "That's the question, isn't it?"
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Psychogenic amnesia, is what they said.  Not that the subcategory of his condition matters to the gaping hole of nothing overtaking his mind.  Dean has no memory of what happened, who he is, or the mysterious man who won't stop looking at him like he's a wounded puppy.  Only of his little brother, Sammy, and a fire that happened so many years ago.  And then, there's the empty.  The nothing.  He knows that there's something that can fill it, something he needs to help remember, but based off of the scars ghosting his canvas of a body, he's not sure that he wants to know what it is.  No matter how much it seems to hurt the mysterious Castiel.All Rights Reserved

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Omg lilythekitten thank you so so much for this story cover! Part of a series. coda: 10x16 Paint It Black He dreamt of the quiet hush of the confession box, the scent of burnt out candles and Dean's fighting to get the words out once again. "There's things, people, feelings that I want to experience differently, some maybe even for the first time." As Dean tripped over his words, the Priest was silent. Dean snuck a look at the silhouette across the wall, it loomed dark and still. He could hear slow deep breathing and Dean's curled his hands up because he's worried about what kind of judgment was to come. Then the silence is broken by a long familiar sigh and all the hair on the back of Dean's neck stood up. "So you're ready to go deeper with me, Dean?"

The Mark on Us ( A Destiel Fanfic) by paige813

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"You came back." I whispered, gripping him tight. "You're here." "I'm here." He whispered back, lips brushing my shoulders as his arms wound around me. "I'm here. I'll never leave you again." I was so happy I wanted to cry. I wanted to hold him here with me forever because a part of me was terrified he was going to disappear. A part of me was terrified this was a dream, that I would wake up and he'd be gone again. But he was here. He was holding me again. ___ Four months after Dean died, Saige was still a wreck. She was trying to cope, to take care of a child, to learn more about the Sorceress that was prying into her life more and more. Then Dean comes back. He comes back from the dead. Saige couldn't be happier. Everything was better...But for how long? Dean is clearly hiding something from her, though she can't figure it out. And on top of it all, she's learning more about the mysterious figures she's seen since childhood.

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Ever Since We Met by JayseHasNoGrace

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