Has Anybody Considered That The 'Miss Me?' Was Never Meant To Be From Moriarity? It Was Always Meant

Has anybody considered that the 'Miss Me?' was never meant to be from Moriarity? It was always meant to be Eurus telling her brothers she's coming back

Cas coming into the kitchen one night to find Dean sitting alone, a glass of whisky in front of him, his shoulders sloped in tired lines and his eyes shot through with red.

“How’d you even lift it?” he says. Cas frowns, not understanding. “M’soul.” Dean takes a swallow of whisky. “S’heavy. It’s so heavy. Should’ve broken your back on the way out the pit.”

Cas watches Dean for a drawn-out moment that’s deep like the ocean, or like space - filled with silent moons and stars, things he cannot say.

He comes to sit by Dean.

“It’s not your soul that’s heavy,” he says. “It’s just your heart.” Dean offers him a blearily sceptical look over his next intake of whisky.

“Uh huh,” he says.

“Your soul is light,” Cas insists. “It’s weightless. It has no colour that I know how to name. It feels like…” He thinks for a moment. “If you could make a material out of the sound of your voice, it would feel like that.” He reaches a hand across the table, rests it on Dean’s forearm. “Your soul is… fine,” he says, understating, because Dean - in this state - never wants to hear anything much that’s good about himself. “It’s only your heart that pains you, and weighs you down.”

Dean shrugs. “Got a cure for me, doc? Fix my old heart?” he says - and belies his former blurriness with a suddenly clear and slightly desperate glance at Cas, which barely lasts a second.

Cas slides his fingertips from Dean’s forearm down to his loose, upturned hand.

“I might,” he says, as Dean laces their fingers together. “Yes, I think I might.”

Person: What are you thinking about?

Me: Destiel

Person: What are you reading about?

Me: Destiel

Person: What are you talking about?

Me: Destiel

Person: What are you laughing about?

Me: Destiel

Person: What are you crying about?

Me: Destiel

Person: What is your life even about?

Me: ...Destiel

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