Paopufruity

yes friend i am here

Dean's shoulders lost a bit of their tension at Castiel's mention of Sam being okay, but his face still retained the creases of agony hell had left upon him as a mark. He chuckled though at Castiel's remark, "I wish it was that easy Cas." Who the hell could he go to, if he said any of what was on his mind to any decent person in their right mind they would send him kicking and screaming to the nuthouse. Angels though, aside from Castiel, Dean did not trust any of them, and he certainly did not want one near his mind especially. "I think I'm good, but it's good that Sammy's okay. I was afraid that dick Zachariah had done some serious damage to him. Speaking of which Cas, how are you feeling?" he attempted to change the subject.

Dean's formally semi-relaxed form went rigid at Castiel's mention of hell. He involuntarily squeezed his eyes shut as images that would make a normal man screech in terror flashed through his mind. Alastair and his damned offer of getting off the rack in exchange for torturing, the pain, the fire, the endless dragging on of days that eventually morphed into years. The very thought of hell brought a shiver down his spin and made his muscles clench. It just showed how well he was coping with it. However, in the end, it had been worth every second. His little brother was still breathing and here with him. Dean also had been able to meet Castiel. While the angel was stoic and had the notion of a stick up his ass, he had been good to him and Sam. Rebelled against his own family for them. "Cas..." Dean oh so desperately wanted to lie, say that he was fine and that hell was not on his mind but, "Yeah... I do. It's okay though. I don't need any help." he attempted to give the angel a reassuring smile, but it just came out looking tired and sad. Dean felt odd, opening up to Cas. Back then he had just been a dick with wings, but now it was different. He had always been required to be strong for Sammy, not to show any weakness in front the younger. Talking to Castiel was a bit of a reprieve, however awkward he was.

friend i have returned from the dead

i'm back from the dead to eat all your souls

Though Dean felt an odd yet pleasant relief at Castiel's decision to stay, his statement made him raise a brow. What could he mean by that? He wasn't that drunk was he? Also, what rational decisions could he be talking about. At all the questions running through his mind, Dean was, regrettably, beginning to sober up. "What do you mean Cas? Of course I can make rational decisions." He took a look at the bottle in his hand and contemplated taking another drink, before deciding against it and sighed deeply before putting it down on the table next to the raggedy couch in which he sat. "Why don't you sit down or something if you're going to stay." his words were supposed to come out as a request, but rather instead a commanding tone had leaked into them. He kicked himself mentally, what a great way to ask somebody to stay Dean Winchester, just great. No wonder everyone wants to leave you, you utter piece of trash. The voice inside his head was scathing, but true. Dean rubbed his hand down his face and it was taking a lot of resistance not to reach for the whiskey again.

am i actually alive

Dean shook his head, attempting to sober himself in an attempt to at least speak with Castiel so that he wouldn't fly off on him. Dean payed close attention to the falling angel's face. Normally, it was quite stoic and emotionless. Tonight however, it seemed somber and there slight lines of worry etched on his forehead and around his eyes. What could he be worrying about now, his brothers and sisters perhaps? Poor guy was locked out of heaven since this apocalypse business started. He had lost everything. "Cas you saved us in the end, you did good." he paused for a moment, considering the angel's words, "I don't need sleep tonight. I'm fine. Gotta look after Sammy." The nightmares ate away at his sanity each night, he couldn't sleep, not like this. Not in this pathetic,weak state. It had only occurred to him that... He was afraid. "Cas... Would you mind, if you stayed?"

Dean heard Castiel turning to leave after his voice swam in his ears for a while. A part of him wanted Cas to leave and leave him to drink all of his sorrow away, but a small tug in his chest told his drunken brain to act. "Cas,wait." his words came out quicker than expected. He quickly turned to the falling angel, the act of moving made his vision swim. Dean rubbed at his face in an attempt to shake it off and sober up enough to at least talk to him. He suddenly then realized something, He didn't want to be alone.

Dean felt a shiver down his spine as he felt another presence in the dingy motel room and the rush of wings. Though for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off a water stain on the ceiling. "Cas buddy, that you?" He didn't understand why he asked if he already knew the answer. If it was another angel, they would've attacked the two brothers already. The alcohol was muddling his brain a bit this night. It was a blissful feeling that dulled his senses and pushed his worries and thoughts back. Alcohol was an escape for him, he knew it's effects, yet he couldn't bring himself to stop. Better to indulge. Sam had tried to get him to stop before, it had gotten really bad after he had admitted to him what he had done in hell. The nightmares were so brutal that not even the strongest whiskey could keep them away. He shuddered at the memory, and took another swig from the bottle. "We... We missed you back ther'..." his speech was slightly slurred and he silently cursed himself.

Dean was currently indulging himself in a hearty bottle of whiskey, everything had really gone to complete shit now. Lucifer was out of the box, Zachariah and the godsquad were currently on the loose, and Castiel was nowhere to be seen. The angel had come to their rescue in the earlier showdown with Zachariah, but it had been a pretty close call. Now, of course he was gone. He looked over at Sam, who was currently asleep, it had been a rough day, no wonder his little brother was all tuckered out. He sighed, where was Cas anyway? Was he avoiding them for some reason. "Cas, where the hell are you man?" he called out to the empty room.

Lexi and I are doing a thing I am Dean she is Cas

Yessssssss I like yours too

I believe yours does too *intense thinking ensues*

LEXI OH MY GOD I REMEMBER YOU *HUGS* (btw your icon is perfection) I miss heartless, he needs to come back too, like Rox said, it would be a massive reunion then. I JUST MISSED YOU ALL SO MUCH I'M GETTING ALL NOSTALGIC

*casually returns from the grave* anyone happen to remember me? *hides*

Epicness.. I like it.... It's really beautiful

This could be an "I'm leaving thread"... It all depends on how you interpret it... Recently theres been so much going on in my life that I can bearly keep up with it. My dad's been gone for 2 months straight and when you've been a family for as long as you've been alive it's tough to take... Along with my mom being stressed out to the max... And i'm right there with her... I wake up at 6:30 every morning, after going to bed at 2-3 every night due to insomnia, just to have my mom leave for work and me to get my brother ready and out the door for his school and then getting myself ready and out the door... Then school all day then to come home and make dinner if my mom isn't home and to babysit... This has been going on for 2 months now and I passed out 2 times durring class the other day becasue of it... I'm so tired and so stressed... Along with the big move coming up... It's almost too much to take but I guess it'll all be rewarding in the end I hope... SO getting to the point really I might not be online for a while.. Just a heads up....

LOLZ You sound just like my best friend! You could be her twin . I love the akatsuki (personally Itachi and Hidan lolz) but what's your favorite member?

Personally I prefer White, but I'll sometimes eat red...

This thread is going slightly off topic...

Cool story bro...

Jeez people this is really starting to get old... I mean what's the point of making a life times supply of Justin Beiber threads when we all hate him? Like DeathSkull said. It's almost like you all love him but are hating on him just to cover it up. Don't get me wrong I hate him too. But seriously...it was funny at first but now it's just plain annoying...

My friends, family.....and..... Itachi Uchiha!! <3 <3 <3

If I were you... I would've kicked him in the balls and run off.... Just saying...