shanmccub
People like to say that small children see their parents as saints, perfect beings that can do no wrong. And for the most part that might be true, but Castiel knew from the age of five and a half years old his mother was hardly higher than the dirt that liked to stick to his clothes and get him in trouble.
Dean lived in a rather rich neighbor hood, complete with shiny white cars and domestic picket fences. He never had to doubt his parents love for him, it was as close to heaven as anyone could get. Was.
When disaster strikes, Castiel knows that Dean is too far gone for saving. Hell, he's too far gone for him to want to be saved. He's turned into something he isn't, and Castiel can't stand to see him like this.
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Hullo Wattpad, I'm writing my very first fan fiction! This was original not going to be a fan fic... ya know, with my own characters. But hey, at least it's my own plot! So please please PLEASE go easy on me. Or not, I don't really care. But anyways, they are both 17 in this fic. (An au)