Dean and Cas bump into each other in an ordinary cold night, both carrying some secrets they don't want to tell. On impulse they escape their old lives for one last night, together, hand in hand, and part when morning breaks. "We love what we love. It sucks." MUSIC RECOMMENDED: Flaws by Vancouver Sleep Clinic (Remix) A.N. This is a Destiel fic I've written after watching the movie Before We Go with a similar setting. Gosh, I love the movie. And. . . Not sure if I will continue this though. If someone likes it, I will. Anyway, still dedicate it to Nyxatoria, thanks for everything you have or have not done to me.