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In the Dark	By : jensencat Category: Supernatural > Crossovers Views: 1622 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Dean crept cautiously through the dark alley, his hand on the gun tucked into the back of his pants. He stepped softly on the pavement, not making a sound aside from the excited beating of his heart. He jumped around the corner where he thought the shape shifter was lurking and pulled out his gun, only to find that the street before him was empty. A moment later, there were strong arms and legs around him. He felt the weight of the hissing creature on his back and sensed teeth close to his neck. The gun fell from his hands onto the ground with a clatter.
He turned away from the wall and staggered backwards in an attempt to crush the shifter. The hold on his body loosened for a moment with the impact, and that was all he needed. He burst free from the grasp of the monster and turned on it, shoving it up against the wall with his forearm. It was in the form of a young blonde, but he knew what it was. The actual girl was probably dead already. She hadn’t been the first to die at the hands of this vicious shifter, but Dean was going to make sure she was the last.
He shoved a knee into the shifter’s stomach a few times in rapid succession, causing it to strain against his arm in an attempt to double over. It growled at him in anger, and its hands wrapped around his neck. But Dean had the upper hand. Still holding the shifter against the wall, he leaned away from the clawing fingers. His free hand fumbled for his silver knife, which he thrust into the side of the monster.
He stepped away while it recovered from the blow, grabbing his gun from the ground. He didn’t hesitate to send a silver bullet straight into its heart. Dean smiled to himself. It was his first case since returning from Purgatory, and it felt good. He’d found the case on his own, which was surprisingly easy, despite his being incredibly rusty. In Purgatory, there was no need to track down evil things; they were everywhere. In the past, Sam had always been the one to track down jobs. All Dean had to do was scroll through some newspaper articles to find a pattern of missing persons cases, and the rest had been simple.
It had only taken Dean half a day to find and kill the shifter, even without Sam around to help. He’d found the job at a diner with free Internet access while sinking his teeth into his first greasy cheeseburger in a year. The taste was heavenly. None of his fading old memories of past cheeseburgers could compare to that one, except maybe the burgers from Connor’s Diner in. But nothing could measure up to those; they were the best in St. Louis. They were even comparable to sex in Dean’s eyes.
But the burgers at the diner he happened to find that day seemed almost as good. It’s hard to judge any good cheeseburger when it’s the first in a whole year. Once he’d devoured two burgers, Dean drove for a few hours to the area where people were disappearing from. Since he and Sam had a lot of experience hunting shape shifters, it didn’t take him long to figure out what he was up against. From there, it had been as simple as tracking the fucker from its home in the sewers.
It was a simple job, but Dean was satisfied by completing it. In Purgatory, he’d killed plenty of creatures, but he hadn’t actually saved anyone. There were no humans to save there. Nobody to save. Well, that wasn’t actually true. Dean failed the one person worth saving in Purgatory. Cas. He was haunted by the memories. He remembered the way Castiel looked at him, and he knew that he would hate himself forever because he failed to save him.
If there was one thing Dean knew, even if he never said it aloud, it was that he loved that nerdy angel. He loved that he didn’t understand modern society, that he was so awkwardly open and honest. He almost envied how clearly Castiel saw the world. Sure, he had proven that he was corruptible and sometimes used very bad judgment, but he was never afraid to say what he thought. He only ever tried to help Dean, even when he was a dick to him. Dean only wished he would have told him this while he still had the chance. He only wished he would have saved his life and brought him back from Purgatory. But he couldn’t change the past. All he could do was drown himself in alcohol, pretend he didn’t see blue eyes every time his lids slid shut, and kill every evil son of a bitch he could find.
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