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What does John see when he looks at Cas? Cas doesn’t look like a monster. But neither does Dean. John stands, slow. He holds out a hand. Calloused like Dean’s hands are calloused. Scarred the same way that Dean’s hands are scarred. There’s the smell of him in the air too. Earthy and dark, slightly sour around the edges. The room feels suddenly choked with it. Claustrophobic. Cas probably smells like the fabric softener they buy in bulk at Costco, but so does Dean so he can’t tell. John says, toneless, “I hear you’ve been driving my car.” . . . The closer you are to what you want— Dean's twenty-nine year old mother, his undefined relationship with Cas and their small family. Some kind of impossible reconciliation with John Winchester. Michael, out of his head, without destroying the world. His father's approval. To see the Grand Canyon. —The more vulnerable you are.

Fics like Ten Minutes From Home: Lebanon Coda

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