My real name is Kat, and I promise I don't bite. Unless you ask. ;)
Summary: It was one of those things that wouldn’t just happen. No matter how close they got, they’d always be teetering on the edge of friendship and more than that unless something shoved them over and knocked everything else out of the way. That shove comes when Cas seems to die once more. Can Dean cope with having Cas slip through his fingers all over again? Or will it finally be to much?
Warnings: Death, Torture,
Chapter Snippet: “God-damnit, Alice.” Sam hissed, glaring down at her as she stretched her legs out of the trunk and grinned sweetly.
“You know, this wasn’t the kind of ‘riding shotgun’ I had in mind,” She toyed with a sawed off that hadn’t been stored in the lower compartment of the trunk, “but this trunk is actually quite roomy.”
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Full Story: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9233887/1/Catalyst
My sister: do you ever look at people who dress really bad and just think “you really need a gay best friend”?
My sister: alkaseltzer tastes like orphan tears.
Me: …what in the world have you be doing in your spare time?