hold each other (s11 fic)
for the record i absolutely believe that cas will be the one to defeat the darkness, but for this i just wanted to focus on the aftermath so i went the simplest route.
It’s almost morning by the time they crawl back to the bunker. Dean is just about ready to pass out but at the same time, there’s a frantic buzz underneath his skin that makes him feel like he’ll never get to sleep.
Sam doesn’t seem to have that problem, his head lolling against the window as he snores softly. In the backseat, Cas has his head turned so that Dean can’t see his face in the mirror, but he has a distinct feeling that he’s still awake.
None of them have spoken a word since they got in the car. It still hasn’t sunk in for Dean that the Darkness and Lucifer are both gone, the cold dread in his stomach stubbornly lingering. But, he admits silently to himself, that might not have anything to do with either one of them.
Dean can’t get the image of Cas collapsing to his knees as the Darkness drew Lucifer from him out of his head. For one terrifying moment, he was sure that she’d gotten Cas too. He ran to him, catching him just as he tumbled to the ground. He barely even noticed Amara and Lucifer grappling a few feet away from them, light collapsing into dark, assuring mutual destruction.
Cas was alive, but you couldn’t tell that just from looking in his face. His eyes were flat, expression slack. He didn’t look up until Dean cupped his face.
“I’m alive,” he said.
Dean couldn’t tell whether he was relieved or not. But then his expression crumbled into devastation, and Dean couldn’t do anything but pull him into his arms, muttering a litany of apologies into Cas’ hair.