[ Stupid, Dean. Stupid, stupid, stupid. This is so stupid. He should be halfway to the highway, on the phone with Sam and the FBI, turning himself in for crimes he hasn't even committed. Surely prison would be safer than wherever Castiel wants to take him.
But he just... can't leave him to die. Something inside him won't let it happen. It's infuriating. ]
Yeah, course.
[ Dean flashes a thin smile up at him, tugging the floss through the end of the needle. ]
You're gonna be okay, Cas. Drink. [ Dean is pushing the flask to Cas' lips again, forcing another swallow - burns the throat, numbs the body. It's the only medicine Dean has on him at the moment, so it's gonna have to work.
Cause once he takes another drink himself, he's dumping a little on the bullet hole, then jabbing Castiel with the sanitized needle, and setting to work. ]
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But he just... can't leave him to die. Something inside him won't let it happen. It's infuriating. ]
Yeah, course.
[ Dean flashes a thin smile up at him, tugging the floss through the end of the needle. ]
You're gonna be okay, Cas. Drink. [ Dean is pushing the flask to Cas' lips again, forcing another swallow - burns the throat, numbs the body. It's the only medicine Dean has on him at the moment, so it's gonna have to work.
Cause once he takes another drink himself, he's dumping a little on the bullet hole, then jabbing Castiel with the sanitized needle, and setting to work. ]