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Christmas in Wisconsin - A Destiel Fanfic (part 4) When he was no longer facing Castiel, and they were walking back down the sidewalk, away from the motel, Dean could finally speak again.
"Hey, uh, Cas?" He asked cautiously.
"Yes, Dean?" Castiel replied.
"I just, uh, wanted to say, you know…thanks; thanks for everything," Dean stammered.
"You're most welcome, Dean," Castiel accepted casually.
"No, man, you don't understand," he pressed.
"I understand completely," the angel replied. "And, like I said, you're welcome. You have saved my life just as many times as I have saved yours; we are, what do you call it, even?"
It was not what Dean had meant,
Christmas in Wisconsin - A Destiel Fanfic (part 3) Dean wanted to hit someone, or something, anything at all! After a few minutes of pacing angrily, he grabbed his empty beer bottle off the windowsill. Just as Bobby had taught him that one day at the park, Dean chucked the bottle as if it was a baseball. The bottle whipped across the room, smashing against the front door.
Crossing the room after it, Dean did not even try to avoid the broken shards of glass littering the floor as he walked out the front door. He felt sharp pricks on the bottom of his feet, but did not even pause to consider the damage the glass could have done. He threw open the front door, only pausing once when Ca
Christmas in Wisconsin - A Destiel Fanfic (part 2) Dean wandered back to the window, watching as light flurries of snow began to fall, coating the small yard behind the motel in a barely visible layer of snow.
Without the coffee to keep him warm, Dean began to shiver. Despite his shivering though, Dean never once moved away from the window. Something about the soft snowflakes drifting slowly to the ground had Dean entranced. He watched the snow gather on the ground; there was almost enough for a small snowman now.
As Dean stared out of the window, something caught his eye in the window reflection. Focusing in on it, his breath caught in his throat and his heart began to pound
Christmas in Wisconsin - A Destiel Fanfic (part 1) Dean stood looking out the back window of the cold, dark motel room, a cup of freshly brewed, complementary coffee keeping his hands warm. Even with the hot coffee though, Dean shivered. The heater had broken down late last night and, despite Sammy's knack for fixing things, neither of them had been able to repair it. Now the cold temperatures of Christmas in Wisconsin were seeping through the cheap motel walls, and chilling Dean to the bone.
Maybe it was because of the cold room, maybe it was because of other things, but he had not slept very well last night. Then again, even with good heaters and comfortable beds, Dean never seem
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