a 10.03 coda fic
"… Heaven and Hell seem reasonably back in order," Castiel muses encouragingly before stepping out the door of Dean’s room. "It’s quiet out there."
Dean watches him leave with a familiar ache in his gut, the most familiar thing he has felt since waking up from the walking nightmare that’s been his life for the past few months. He guess both too much and too little have changed, after all. At least he came to say good bye, Dean muses ruefully. But still, he feels unsettled, restless, and it may just be the lingering effects of the last few days or hell, few years, but before he knows it, Dean’s bolting out the door after him.
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