thethunderofguns:

In which Dean and Castiel meet (again).

I told them about you, Dean. You were always on my dreams. They told me you were not real. They made me take all of those pills, they locked me in white rooms until I stopped screaming. They tried to make me forget, tried to stop me from thinking about you. I had to tell them they were right - that you were just that, a dream. Where were you, Dean?