"Cas!"

Was the last thing I heard before I took off.

It was an unsettling time for me. A flood of emotions
was tearing away at my heart and conscience,
rendering me incapable of any rational thought or reasoning. My heart was racing so fast enough to burst from my chest, and I was intimately familiar with the feeling. My breaths became wild and erratic and I was actually afraid. Afraid to go any further.

I was filled with an intense desire to simply run away
as far as my powers could take me. I needed to
escape from a reality I could not comprehend. It was
too much, even for me. The uneasiness was all encompassing, as if the very Heavens were collapsing before my eyes. But there was no escape. Only
indefinite fear.

I felt like my only choice was to disappear, if I wished
to escape from these emotions. I prayed to God to
just take away all my doubt and pain. I just wanted to
lie down and try to forget. Forget everything that was happening, let it all fade to black.

I found myself dozing off as my eyes closed,
wandering in the dark recesses of my psyche.
There was an inky blackness surrounding me, so deep that I could not distinguish hand from wing. Decades
or eons may have passed before I felt a warm light
and heard a familiar voice. It was Dean’s. I tried to
move closer to the light but it started to drift away
from me. I started running, for some reason I needed the follow the light, it was calling for me. YEARNING for me. I ran faster till finally the light enveloped me in its warmth.

"Let me bottom line it for you; I'm not leaving here without you."

Dean was speaking to me, he was covered in dirt and what seems to be massive amounts of blood. I was in Purgatory again. Dean was holding on to my arm while gesturing to the portal. I started to feel panicked and
my heart started racing again. I watched in horror as I let go of his arm, he needed to escape. Deep down I
knew that, as he climbed in the portal I knew it was
going to be over soon. I could feel the Leviathans
slowly and precisely make their way towards me. I
could feel their hot breath graze the hairs on my neck until...

I woke up. It was just a dream. A memory. It was something I wasn't to eager to remember. However, through darkness it brought me clarity. When I let go
of Dean's arm I was overcome by a sensation of complete nothingness. I did not have a will to live. I needed Dean he was the one person that gave my life purpose, He would protect me and I would protect him. He needs me now more than ever. I need to go back, back to him. To family.

"Cas! WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN?"

"I ..."

"Dean," I interrupted.

"I do,"

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Credits:
- Profile base code by Chen.
- Artwork by Awk.
- Edits by IgnisFae.
- The brushes used in the profile are from

cocacolagirlie on DA
- Character design and concepts used on the profile

are based on Eric Kripke's characters on"Supernatural"

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