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"Sammy?" Silence fell between the three in the room, moments before everything had been cheery. Everything had been 'normal' or what could be classified as normal. Sam Winchester was no more. Castiel could see as such, his soul had been twisted and stretched until what was left was broken down—turned. "We...We.." The eldest Winchester stepped closer, a hand outstretched, "We can..." ⠀ ⠀ "Dean, don't," Castiel spoke up, grabbing ahold of Dean's shoulder, shaking his head in disapproval. "It isn't Sam." ⠀ ⠀ A smile cracked on Sam's face looking down to his feet, shaking his head in amusement. "You're wrong, Castiel. It's still Sam. Just the newer better version. The stronger version. And I'd appreciate if you two were to stay out of my way, got that?"
