Fics like this is how it really ends.
Jack only gets vague inclinations, a faint pull somewhere over the edge of the horizon. It’s not like they have anything better to do, so they chase it. They follow Jack’s intuition, which happens to coincide with the beating of Dean’s heart. Cas, you son of a bitch, Dean thinks, unable to stop himself. If that’s you out there, I swear to God, I’m not gonna know whether to kill you or kiss you.
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