[ dean wants to thank him but the words won't come anymore, now that he knows cas is coming over. he sits by a grave, though he doesn't know which one sam will eventually spawn in-- if he'll even spawn. never mind the weather, dean sits and waits though, and he'll keep waiting until his brother comes back.
his brother.
the thought makes him shudder, eyes which are normally hard and ruthless lacking any fire now as he casts them down at the dirty ground, empty and unseeing. there's a tidal wave of... things threatening to burst past the walls he's spent so long building, but for now he holds on, keeps it all at bay.
brother, lucifer, hallucination. none of it matters now. ]
action.
his brother.
the thought makes him shudder, eyes which are normally hard and ruthless lacking any fire now as he casts them down at the dirty ground, empty and unseeing. there's a tidal wave of... things threatening to burst past the walls he's spent so long building, but for now he holds on, keeps it all at bay.
brother, lucifer, hallucination. none of it matters now. ]