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. Rating: NC-17


Spoilers:
It builds on the events of 4x20 and then placed in the sixth season.
Synopsis: "How many of you live your life without stopping to love Him? "No thank Him to exist, to dominate over other species? Many. "
Note:
The name is inspired by the song the band Reverie The Morning Of . Chapter courtesy of Ben Harper and Amen Omen.



Reverie.

Chapter 13. Castiel
When he opened his eyes came upon Dean looked broken, his body lying on the bed and the man leaning towards her, sitting at his side. No need to ask what she grieved, she could still feel the presence of remnants of the room hooting Balthazar. Instinctively, he leaned over the body of the hunter, his arms look for him, but as he spread the lips knew something in his body also was broken.
- When thought cont & amp; aacute; rmelo?-green eyes fixed in a storm in it. -Dean ... "he tried to justify himself. - Cas No! How could you hide this?
The angel grabbed his jersey with both hands, squeezing the cloth with a rictus of despair, hurting distance.
"I did not give you trouble, his voice weak. The sound of closing door cut off the air. They were alone. "It's not that ..." he looked away, rubbing the bridge; Oacute; man licking their lips.
"According to the computation of the land, two months. Fuck. Was very low. So much to do aúny no time. It was a race against the clock.

-Ok. Find a solution, something should work, "he took her hands. But Cas ... no more secrets, "the hands of the angel on his lips. Please.
"I promise," he sighed. Her lips on the front human. I promise you, Dean.

And in the silence that absorbed all his fears and hopes, they embraced and their mouths were soughtgroping until no breath left. OoO

Sam breathed heavily, his shoulders and jaw tense, his green eyes wandering through the motel parking lot. Dean wanted to help with all his might and not that you were paying, but angelic designs against them, mere mortals, they had much to say or do. Of course exhaust all options, if they had to circle the globe in search of answers and solutions, they would.

"The Winchester is known for their strong desire for self-sacrifice, do not you Sammy?

Oh, great. That voice was ...

-Gabriel & mdash; muttered the hunter, lying on the Impala.

"It was more shocking when it was only the Trickster-pouted. Now that Daddy is in charge of me I have no time to have fun. I miss the witness protection program.

- What do you want? "I thought. Are you coming to get you Cas?

"No, not yet, his face serious. My brother still has a few little minutes of recess, took a few steps closer. I came to talk to you, given that you're more ... & Ikkesht; How do you say? -Pursed his lips in a thoughtful gesture. Reasonable.

- And what could we talk?

-Of the possibilities you have to help your brother if you merged with your own computer that nice, "he laughed. That would be zero.

Sam's eyes, which widened the mocking smile on the Archangel.

- Why would you help? I'm sure you would do anything for escaquearte work.

"True, he conceded. But Castiel not be & iacuTMLXC "Heaven would be in chaos without labor-arched an eyebrow with arrogance.

"Oh, do not worry Sam laughed patting his shoulder" Not all are as special as Castiel and I, my brothers are as good soldiers as it was Dean with your daddy.

- Why should I believe a word?

"Because you have no clue where to start looking," she whispered. And why would you do anything to prevent Dean was unhappy, right?

The youngest Winchester looked away, embarrassed.

"I knew it held Gabriel, clearly pleased.

- What can we do?

"There are two options," said sitting on the hood of the Impala-A, Dean jumps as a martyr who is and goes to a better life. You weep and lament, but your brother can give Cas daily visits to office-Sam glared and raised his hands archangel "Relax, I'm telling you just you and your brother will they choose, "he continued. Or the second, Cas hang their wingsand becomes human, like you. Dean is blamed as a little girl and you comforted him enough and when he accepts Cas and a baby who can tell mom and dad, just as did Anna.

"No ..." He shook his head, his open eyes full of disbelief. There must be another way ...

- Sam What did you expect? What take out my fairy wand and fix everything in a blink? He raised his eyebrows. No, Sammy. One of them will have to resign, Dean Cas you to Heaven or whatever, there is no happily ever

. And debErías know.

and giving a smile of circumstances, Gabriel was gone. "You're wrong

Samuel whispered to the wind, his complexion dimmed. There must be something more than sacrifices, have you ever to be rewarded, pulled out his cell phone pocket and dialed the number without looking, because he had memorized. Hello Bobby. Would you mind if I spent a while there? There's something I want to tell ... OoO

Dean did not know how much time passed. Cas was aware only stuck to his body, curled in his chest in silencesometimes disturbed him realize that he was becoming sentimental.

-Dean-a murmur of tenderness chains caught his attention. She gently rested her fingers on his temples and pressed their foreheads. Whatever happens ... "He closed his eyes. Know that I love you and it will not change, even on the day of reckoning.

-Castiel ... "gasped moved by his confession.

-Cas-drank his breath. I like it when you call me that.

CHTML-Cas ...sto. There was longing in the image-sorry squinted. You were a kid when you saw the ocean for the first time, wanted to swim and play in the sand but do not tell your father because he had another job and you had to stay locked in another room caring motel Sam threw her arms around his neck, their noses touching. I brought you here to meet this small wish. Dean, I want to fulfill all your desires ...

"That's enough for me ..." he whispered, shaking vigorously, hundreds of emotions running through completely & amp; mdash;. This is enough for now, "he suddenly lifted up in the air, putting him up on his back, a real smile sprouting on the lips and ran off with Cas in tow, the sun slowly sinking on the horizon for potential losses at sea. Took off their shoes, their feet waving the sand, burying themselves in it, feeling the small waves warily, hands scrabbling to find ways unimaginably beautiful shells of pastel colors and metal is not believed feasible.

then fell in the sand, rolling with laughter until the end on the shore, skin for another skin and humidity, sea breezes, salt water fríay