[ He's an open book, people with abilities like that can easily slip in - he's just some guy, he has no way to guard against something like that. Cas stopped poking around because he kept showing up in Dean's freakin' dreams, which was all kinds of weird and unnerving, but it didn't really give him any kind of real defense.
There's a lot of memories there, of his little brother, of the determination to save him, keep him safe and alive, no matter the cost. He'd sold his soul, spent forty years in hell, taken the brunt of their old man's anger, gave Sammy whatever semblance of a normal life he could. Sam was winning soccer trophies, Dean was at the shooting range, making sawed off shotguns. His only months of true freedom came from a boys home his father had let him rot at to teach him a lesson, but Dean had found a life there, wrestling champion, a girlfriend, normalcy.
The second he saw Sammy in that impala though, his father beeping the horn after three months - he left it all, slipping right back into the life. ]
Family, [ he says, quiet, glancing down. ] Family's important. I'd do anything for my baby brother. Anything.
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There's a lot of memories there, of his little brother, of the determination to save him, keep him safe and alive, no matter the cost. He'd sold his soul, spent forty years in hell, taken the brunt of their old man's anger, gave Sammy whatever semblance of a normal life he could. Sam was winning soccer trophies, Dean was at the shooting range, making sawed off shotguns. His only months of true freedom came from a boys home his father had let him rot at to teach him a lesson, but Dean had found a life there, wrestling champion, a girlfriend, normalcy.
The second he saw Sammy in that impala though, his father beeping the horn after three months - he left it all, slipping right back into the life. ]
Family, [ he says, quiet, glancing down. ] Family's important. I'd do anything for my baby brother. Anything.