"Sort of." Dean sank his free hand into the dirt, down deep where it was cool. The thought still scared the shit out of him, even knowing it was temporary, and he knew it didn't sit so well on Angua, either.
"I die, Sam watches, and sometime later Castiel pulls me out." He shook his head. "I'm still not clear on what happens after that, but it's not good."
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Date: 2009-07-19 09:53 pm (UTC)"I die, Sam watches, and sometime later Castiel pulls me out." He shook his head. "I'm still not clear on what happens after that, but it's not good."