Home Again

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(Following Dean's return from purgatory)
    After a year of clawing through purgatory in search of Castiel, Dean finds himself back home, but the loss of his dearest friend is weighing on him; both in his dreams and while he wakes, he can see Castiel's haunted face just as he remembered it from their last moments together at the gate to earth - his torn and dirtied clothes draped over reaching arms.
    While tormented by these all too vivid mirages Dean struggles to find the strength he once had; the ability to pretend that things never got to him, but as the days go by - each longer and more tiresome than the last - his composure and strength of will fades rapidly. 
    With Castiel gone and the knowledge that Sammy gave up on him settling like a heavy stone in his stomach Dean yearns for times gone by when simply calling Cas's name would bring the Angel to his side, now, however, his calls go unanswered but for the ever present illusions.
    
    
    (I don't own the cover all credit goes to the original creator, This is a continuous story and will get to Destiel related subjects at a steady pace.)
    
    Please comment with your opinions and thoughts on this fanfiction. And perhaps follow me if you want to read more.
    
    This work can also be found on Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3715909/chapters/8226895Alle Rechte vorbehalten

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Seeing Things
Thu, Apr 9, 2015

(Following Dean's return from purgatory)
    After a year of clawing through purgatory in search of Castiel, Dean finds himself back home, but the loss of his dearest friend is weighing on him; both in his dreams and while he wakes, he can see Castiel's haunted face just as he remembered it from their last moments together at the gate to earth - his torn and dirtied clothes draped over reaching arms.
    While tormented by these all too vivid mirages Dean struggles to find the strength he once had; the ability to pretend that things never got to him, but as the days go by - each longer and more tiresome than the last - his composure and strength of will fades rapidly. 
    With Castiel gone and the knowledge that Sammy gave up on him settling like a heavy stone in his stomach Dean yearns for times gone by when simply calling Cas's name would bring the Angel to his side, now, however, his calls go unanswered but for the ever present illusions.
    
    
    (I don't own the cover all credit goes to the original creator, This is a continuous story and will get to Destiel related subjects at a steady pace.)
    
    Please comment with your opinions and thoughts on this fanfiction. And perhaps follow me if you want to read more.
    
    This work can also be found on Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/3715909/chapters/8226895

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