because my inspiration works in mysterious ways

Dean/Cas fairytale AU

Wrote most of this when I was supposed to be going to sleep, because you can’t help when you get inspired I guess.

Dean/Cas fairytale AU ficlet, approx 1k.

(also at ao3)


Night One

“Why now?” Dean is almost shaking. “Where were you when my mother died, or when they took Sammy away?”

“Magic works in—”

“If you say ‘mysterious ways’ so help me, I’m going to kick your ass.”

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