Strings of Fate || Strings of Fate - Part One || Completed

Part Three

Years went by and neither Dean nor Castiel mentioned the string tying them together again. But they both stole glances at it every now and then, whenever they thought the other wasn't looking. They died and came back to each other. And they traveled from state to state fighting monsters, saving the planet. Castiel waiting. And Dean wishing he could forget.

Neither knew how to start that conversation again.

Castiel was an angel. And Dean was a human who had made too many mistakes in his life.

But the angel stayed with him. He wouldn't push Dean. If he wasn't ready, he wasn't ready. And so they traveled the country together. And Castiel fell a little bit more for his human everyday.

And Dean he didn't know when he fell for the angel. It was a sudden thing. One day his blue eyes caught the light just right, and with a tilt of the angels head Dean was gone. And though he wouldn't acknowledge the bond between them he couldn't deny it was there.

He would dream of the life they could have together if Dean wasn't a coward. He dreamed of kissing Cas in the rain, slowly. He dreamed of holding his hand while they drove down the road listening to a mixtape. He dreamed of waking up next to his angel.

And sometimes Dean would have nightmares of Castiel telling him goodbye. He remembered the first time Castiel left him, and feared it would happen again. That he would wake up and Dean would be left alone, cast off... forgotten.

It was those dreams that had kept Dean silent all these years. It was those dreams that kept Dean from gripping Castiel tight and pulling his mouth to his own.

But Castiel had stayed with him through everything. And because of this Dean could finally bring himself to admit the truth. He was ready to take that leap of faith.

"I see it, Cas. Our bond."