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Written by: ANobleCompanion (Supernaturallynoble) Art by: Vieroksuja Rating: Teen and Up Warnings: Minor character death, John’s A+ parenting, mildly graphic description of hit and run near the beginning, wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey plot twist - see notes!
Castiel left the refuge of the lake house for a job in the city, leaving behind a letter for the next tenant. When an accident brings him back to find some peace, what he doesn’t expect to find is a response to his letter. Dean bought the lake house in an attempt to connect to his past and figure out his future. The letter he finds waiting for him doesn’t make any sense, so he writes back, setting off a chain of communication that will change both men forever. For some reason though, they never seem to be at the mailbox at the same time… Lake House AU (based on the 2006 Sandra Bullock/Keanu Reeves movie).
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She had woken up on the side of something… earthy? with a pounding headache. She wasn’t sure what it was. She couldn’t see a damn thing and that terrified her. What terrified her even more was the fact that she couldn’t remember what she had been doing before she woke up, any friends, or even her own name. What had happened to her.
She felt something poking her hip and she reached into her pocket, pulling something out that she could remember being called a cell. Was it her’s? Either way, it could come in handy. She flipped the phone open and, finding the call button on it through touch, pressed the call button and brought the cell up to her ear. It rang a couple times and then,
“Hello?” came a male voice on the other side.
“Hey, um…” her free hand scratched the back of her neck. This was just felt really weird to ask. What if he didn’t know anything? She would be stuck where ever she was, without a name, without her memories, and without her sight.
But this was the only thing she could think of to do that might get her anywhere. Hopefully it worked.
“I don’t know… can’t remember who you are. Or anything really… I don’t even know where I am. I’m blind and I don’t know what’s going on or where I am or who I am and… and…” her voice began to brake and she began to cry. "Can you help me?“