Dean peers at Cas, reaching to carefully cup his face, studying those big blue eyes, his clammy skin and blown pupils. He's in shock most likely, and Dean carefully shifts to maneuver them, needing to get Cas' feet elevated more than they are.
The sound of a car engine stops him dead in his task, a cold thrill of fear slithering down his spine.
He's screwed himself, that's what he's done. Instead of bolting into the woods or leaving Castiel to bleed out and die, Dean's sealed his own fate because he's pretty sure that's not just a concerned citizen, and if it is, they're gonna call the cops because Castiel and Dean are covered in blood. ]
Shit. [ He's already moving, groping for the gun he'd stolen out of the trunk. ] Is that one of yours?
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[ And fuck me, I guess. Idiot.
Dean peers at Cas, reaching to carefully cup his face, studying those big blue eyes, his clammy skin and blown pupils. He's in shock most likely, and Dean carefully shifts to maneuver them, needing to get Cas' feet elevated more than they are.
The sound of a car engine stops him dead in his task, a cold thrill of fear slithering down his spine.
He's screwed himself, that's what he's done. Instead of bolting into the woods or leaving Castiel to bleed out and die, Dean's sealed his own fate because he's pretty sure that's not just a concerned citizen, and if it is, they're gonna call the cops because Castiel and Dean are covered in blood. ]
Shit. [ He's already moving, groping for the gun he'd stolen out of the trunk. ] Is that one of yours?