It was barely light out. Cas shivered and squinted miserably at the alarm clock. He was cold and tired and facing a double shift and he’d been dreaming of New York, of angry voices and unreasonable demands.
Cas felt Dean’s toes slip under his sweat pants and rub lightly at his foot. Dean pushed against his back, snaked an arm around him to rub
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Poor Dean must have been so worried. He and Sam have spent way too much time in hospitals. I wonder what kind of patient Cas is going to be with the forced bed rest!
Glad to read that you're feeling better.
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I can't thank you enough!!!! As someone who hates signing up for things, this is a deep and true honor!
I still have parts of this 'verse written and continue to write it, but i haven't gotten it together enough to post while switching careers and working as a freelancer! It is a tough gig and I haven't reached the point where the work comes in naturally, so all my free-time has to go to applying for gigs.
I can't thank you enough for the amazing, sweet feedback. Here's a big cyber-hug! Comments like this make me want to clear my schedule and keep going! <3
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