ext_15412 ([identity profile] mulder200.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] mclachland 2010-12-20 03:41 am (UTC)

LOL!

Cas shakes his head, blinking, turning to them -- to Dean -- with a curious half-smile. "The presence of God is gone, and yet you still thrive. No matter how far you fall, you persevere. You survive. You will survive; we will win this."

He can't hear much over the pounding of his heart, the roar of blood in his ears, and god, his eyes are stinging just a little bit. He's standing in the front of a Walmart in Nebraska, next to a cardboard cutout of Santa Claus, and the angel that pulled him out of Hell is telling him that he believes in them. In Dean.

For one moment, he wants to reach out and trace the bow of Cas's lip the way Cas had the mitten of the Santa cutout, to feel the conviction of that faith, brighter than any Christmas ornament or string of lights, sweeter than any candy cane.


Ah! This was my favorite part.

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