Dean ran up to the red head that spoke to the police.
"Where's Castiel? Is he still in there?" He asked, eyes frantic.
Anna looked up at him, nose running and eyes red from crying. She gave him a small nod, not saying a word.
He sprinted towards the shop and a firefighter stopped him.
"You can't go in there sir. Don't worry, we will help whoever is in there."
"Sorry mate, but that's my boyfriend in there, and I'm not letting him die like the others. From the looks of you, this is your first year, right? I'm going to save you from having blood on your hands." And he pushed the man's arm out of his way and sprinted towards the shop, people shouting behind him.
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Soul |•| Destiel
Fanfiction[completed] "What will you like?" "Coffee. Black. Like my soul." •barista!cas• •firefighter!dean•
