take these broken wings | bendytimed to before shore leave [OPEN]

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After he had left Tay, Cas had found his way back to hydroponics, back to the beer tree. He'd filled up his trench coat pockets with bottles, then set off looking for an out of the way place where he wouldn't be bothered, a place where he wouldn't be found.

Eventually he'd ended up in an out of the way corner of the hangar bay, sitting on the floor against the wall. He started working his way through the beer, and soon had a collection of empty bottles around his feet.

She had wings.

It hurt Castiel without even having to think about it, because he could still feel their loss, like a part of him was missing. A part of him was. And right now, trapped in this unfamiliar place, all he wished was that he had the freedom to fly. He wasn't used to being stuck in one place, unable to just leave with a thought, to be able to go anywhere he wanted. He was trapped, he was doubly trapped, and right now, it was breaking him a little.

He raised the next bottle to his lips.

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[chosenfamily]

They could switch beds, but whatever. Sam rolled his eyes and laid back, picking up his omnicomm again and read over things. Not that that lasted long because he was tired. And while he had his fair share of nightmares, Sam was almost used to them. Enough that he was able to sleep through them without the flailing that he used to get.

[notadamnangel.livejournal.com]

Dean was just going to be a sentry and watch over them both. He knew he'd get lectures in the morning, but hey whatever.