Who would have guessed it's Destiel again LOL
Here the Tws for the chapter:
-character death
-insults
-screaming
-cringe ass dream lmao
-smoking (It's like two sentence side character)

Should you encounter any typos let me know I do hope I got all tho.
Anyways here you go:

Dean blinked against warm light that shone through the windshield of his beloved 67.
He yawned and streched his limbs which felt lighter than ever.
He looked around and saw he parked on a hill with nice green grass. It was a comforting sight.
'Dean.' it was distant and quiet.
Paying it no attention whatsoever, he got out the car and looked around more. Not far away was a small pond with a duck family swimming around in it.
It made him smile shortly.
'Dean.' still quiet, but a whisper, now closer to him.
He kept ignoring the voice.
Letting out a content sigh, he sat on the hood of his baby.
'Dean.' it was a familiar voice, as if it was right beside him.
He looked around once more.
No one to be seen.
With a shrug he leaned back to enjoy the sun a bit.
A peaceful silence fell over him.
'DEAN.'
The earth started shaking with the loud scream.
A high pitched tone swung in it that broke all the windows of his car and he had to cover his ears in pain. Squeezing his eyes shut he hoped for it to pass quickly.

As he opened his eyes again he was met with a familiar, worried brown pair.
'Oh thank god I thought you didn't wanna come back man' Sam sighed relieved.
Blinking confused, Dean sat up with a groan.
His body felt as heavy as a stone, his shoulders hurt with every movement and somewhere in his stomach area was a light pounding pain.
'Welcome back.' a deep voice came from his other side.
He practically snapped his head around (with instant regret) to look into deep blue eyes.
'I apologize for screaming' Cas said with something Dean identified as a sorry-smile.
Many questions started to form in his head.
'What the fuck happened?' His voice was raspy and dry.
'You died.' Cas replied as if it was the most normal thing in the fucking world.
'I what?!' he screeched out.
He was suddenly hit with a wave of memories.
A mission he had to do by himself, Sam who had explained everything in detail and Cas who would bring him back if things failed.
He rubbed his face and pinched the bridge of his nose.
'The memories are back again.' Cas said and Sam let out a quiet 'Ah'
This was their 12th try.
'What happened this time?' he asked.
He didn't remember his times from when he was dead, but he felt like something went (nearly) wrong this time.
'You didn't quite want to come back' the angel to his side replied.
He mumbled a quiet 'Ah fuck' as he slowly got out of bed.
Sam helped him balance as he swayed slightly.
'Let's try again.' he said determined.
Sam and Cas exchanged a look.
'How about you take a break?' his little brother suggested carefully.
'Fuck breaks I want this shit to end!' he scowled back.
'Dean if you keep pushing yourself I'm not sure if I can get your soul back out of heaven.' Cas said with so much seriousness it made Dean feel uncomfortable.
'Listen to Cas man' Sam pleaded.
But Dean walked over to Cas 'Send me there again. This time I won't die I can feel it.'
With a sigh the angel sent him back to the designated location.
It felt like a video game where you reload your safe file before a boss battle.
Sam sat on the bed and looked at his hands.
Cas was just standing there staring seemingly at nothing.
After around half an hour of silence the angel sighed with what Sam identified as annoyance.
'Did he-'
'He died again yes.' the angel cut him off.
He snapped his fingers and Deans body was laying beside Sam on the bed.
He was covered in blood but before he saw more Cas lightly tapped his elder brothers forehead and he looked as alive as ever. Except he didn't wake up.
With a groan Cas ran a hand over his face.
'I'll be right back.' he huffed and disappeared.

Nice green hills streched out in front of Dean as he sat on his babies hood.
He had a feeling of familiarity he shook off every time it pushed into his mind.
He listened to the birds sing and cursed for the one crow that just didn't blend in.
He flinched as a hand gripped his shoulder.
He turned around to see Castiel. The guy was emitting a warm light and Dean couldn't help but smile slightly.
'Hey Cas. Come sit with me buddy.' he carefully patted beside him.
'I'd love to but we have to go back Dean.' his look was stern and he seemed to be... pissed?
Dean hadn't seen Cas angry often but damn was the guy dangerous if he was.
'What pissed in your cereals this morning?' he chuckled.
It didn't lighten the mood but the angel looked very confused. 'I don't even eat?-' he started and Dean couldn't help but bark with laughter.
'It's just a phrase Cas' he said while catching his breath.
'This is not the time to fool around Dean. The longer we're here the harder it is for you to go back.' he grabbed Deans arm firmly. Strangely enough it didn't hurt.
'Sam is waiting Dean.'

He snapped his eyes open once again to hear a groan from across the room.
'Cas you're back!' he heard Sam call out and as he sat up his head felt like it had been hit with a hammer.
'Dean!' his little brother rushed to his side with a worried expression.
'Can't believe that you're still worried after 13 tries.' he joked.
Sams face only deepened with worry.
'Seems like I couldn't get everything back. I apologize' Cas huffed, leaned against a wall.
The guy looked like shit.
'This was try 34 Dean.' his little brother said while gently placing a hand on his shoulder.
'Holy shit' he mumbled. 'Where did the last 21 tries go?'
Rubbing his face he shifted to the edge of the bed but Sam stopped him from standing up.
'We've been at it for 3 days now I think everyone needs a break'
'I'm fine.' Dean hissed offended.
'And what about Cas?' Sam just hissed back.
'Don't argue now please.' the angel chimed in weakly.
Silence streched between them.
'One last-'
'No Dean! That's what you said the last 22 times too!' his brother was furious.
'This time I mean it! Cas can we go one last time?' hopeful he looked at the angel.
Said guy just looked at him quietly.
If looks could kill Dean would drop down dead on the bed.
Twice.
'I hope you die within the first fucking minute so we can stop this bullshit.' Sam growled.
'Hey have hope in me bitch' Dean protested.
'I lost hope at try 10 jerk.' his brother was pretty serious.
'One last time. If you fail we will never try again.' Cas stepped a bit away from the wall.
Sam looked like he was about to explode but Dean just smiled widely at them.
He stood up, shook out his limbs and then gave Cas a thumbs up.
He snapped with his fingers and went to lean back against the wall.
'I can't believe he's so fucking stubborn!' Sam started raging. 'Why is he still trying?! Fucking idiot!'
The young Winchester starts walking up and down the room.
'Dean is the most stubborn human I've ever met. It's an admirable trait. But also one that is exhausting to deal with.' Cas said running a hand through his hair.
Sam did the same and stopped at the window.
30 minutes came around and he looked at the angel who sat on the floor leaned against the wall.
After an hour passed Sam broke the silence.
'You think he really got it this time?'
'Possible. This is the longest he's taken. And he's not dead yet. Or deadly injured.' Cas looked at him tired yet hopeful.
'Sorry we pulled you into this Cas' the younger apologised while scratching the back of his head.
'It's okay Sam. I'm happy when I'm able to help you Winchesters.' A weak smile flickered across his face.
But it didn't last long, as he jolted up from the wall.
'I'm going to metaphorically kick his ass.'

Only the wind and birds accompanied Dean as he was laying on a blanket in soft grass. Around him were some trees that gave a nice cool shade for him to rest in.
His Chevy was parked close by and from the radio inside it was blasting one of his favorite songs.
Suddenly the radio started to give off a static sound, that soon turned into a high pitched peep that grew louder and louder to the point Dean had to cover his ears.
Near him a bright light appeared, so he also closed his eyes.
Then everything stopped at once.
'Dean.' It sounded like many voices mashed together.
He slowly opened his eyes and uncovered his ears.
He blinked a few times since it was still very bright.
Then he saw something what could resemble feet. As he looked up he jolted backwards.
In front of him was a being at least twice his size, with 3 heads, only one of them being close to a human, a pale humanoid body and giant white wings that slightly swayed in the breeze.
A hand full deep blue eyes fixated him in his shock position.
It sounded crazy but he had the feeling to know.... whatever this was.
It also didn't seem to mean any harm on the contrary to his extreme strange looks.
'What the fuck are you' he breathed out.
'I'm an angels true form.' the thing answered.
'Bullshit I can't see angels real forms' Dean growled slightly.
'Not on earth. But in heaven it's indeed possible.'
The mortal blinked confused.
Long, thin fingers streched out towards him and even if everything in him screamed to run he didn't back away.
The fingertips of the, now crouched down, creature laid gently and warmly onto his cheek.
Once again a wave of memories rushed over him and he inhaled deeply.
He rapidly blinked as his brain caught up with what had happened.
'Whoops-' he whispered to himself.
'I don't recommend saying Whoops when we're back with Sam' the angel squinted it's eyes.
Confusion returned to Deans face. 'We?-'
'Yes don't think I came here for a nice chat.' the floor vibrated slightly as they said it.
'I don't even had enough power to get here with my vessel. Don't make it hard to get you back Dean. Please' the last word was quieter and sounded less like many people.
Suddenly it hit Dean.
'Wait- Cas is that you?!'
A moment silence.
'You only noticed now?' Castiel asked confused.
'WELL YEAH?! Sorry but you don't exactly look or sounds like I remember.' Dean threw his hands into the air.
'Also you like never told us what you really looked like-'
'Well you never asked.' the angel said while rolling it's eyes slightly.
'Okay yeah but-' Dean started a sentence but didn't finish it.
'We can talk about that later' Cas somewhat whined.
'I bet the ladies run after you with that look' the older Winchester joked.
The angel eyed him (he had enough for that) and even with no facial features, beside the eyes, Dean saw the annoyance written all over him.
It made him smirk as he got to his feet.
The angel stayed crouched and they were the same height after Dean fully rose.
He reached his hands out to the right head of the 3, which was a Zebra, and gently petted the fur.
It was surprisingly soft.
'Dean-'
The spoken to cleared his throat. 'Nice Zebra head.'
'Thanks. Are you ready to go now?'
Considering the angel in front of him for a while, Dean thought of an answer.
'Can I check out your true form some more? It's kinda impressive ya know' he ultimately mumbled.
The angel sighed.
'Dean we really have to-'
'Just 2 minutes I promise!'
With a slight grumble Cas sat into the grass.
Dean chuckled gleefully and rubbed his hands together while starting to circle the sitting angel.
He first inspected the animal heads to the sides and made note of how both had blue eyes as well.
He gave the lanky body a once over before moving on to the back.
Curiously he ran a hand over one of the big wings.
'Ah-' a shudder went through Cas' whole body, and he streched his wings slightly, nearly hitting Dean with them.
'Woah hey careful you're gonna smack me'
'..... That was a very weird sensation.' the angel admitted and Dean could swear the light around them turned slightly pinkish.
Provocative he ran his hand over the other one.
'Dean p-please stop-' Cas whimpered.
He fucking whimpered.
Dean opened his mouth but closed it again before any sound could escape his throat.
Warmth nastily crept into his cheeks and he felt his stomach do that shitty twist thing.
'Okay we can go. I'm ready for earth.'
He wasn't.
He wanted to touch those wings some more and get some sweet, sweet sounds out of the angel.
Aaaaand his thoughts were being gay again. So he shook his head slightly.
Didn't make it better, but it was worth a shot.
Cas rose to his 'feet' and held a hand out to Dean.
'Let's go then.'
Dean put his normally big hand into Cas even bigger hand and closed his eyes.

When he opened them again it was dark.
Only the neon light of the motel sign shimmered through the thin curtains.
He yawned into the back of his hand and slowly sat up.
As his eyes adjusted to the dark he saw the silhouette of his brother on the bed close to him. He smiled slightly.
He continued to investigate the surroundings and saw a figure sitting on the couch in the corner.
It was slumped over slightly and leaned to the right.
Going after logic it probably was Cas.
Quietly Dean snuck out of bed, his limbs feeling sore but better than he remembered.
He tiptoed over to the angel and crouched beside him.
Just as he wanted to whisper his name he noticed that he had his eyes closed and breathed calmly.
Deans eye grew larger. He had never seen the angel sleep before.
A small smirk sneaked onto his face.
Quick but quietly he snuck back to his bed, crouched down beside his bag and, as quietly as possible, rummaged through it for his phone.
Triumphant he pulled it out of the debts.
Tiptoeing back to the couch he was actually once glad for the night vision function on the device.
He crouched down once again and made some photos of sleepy Cassie.
Afterwards Dean slipped his phone into the pocket of his pants and made his way to the door.
He felt like breathing some fresh night air right now.
The door squeaked slightly and made a way to loud click sound when pulling shut.
He inhaled deeply.
The cold night air filled his lungs and suddenly he felt more alive than ever.
He remembered the times in heaven only foggy but he knew this felt way better.
'You're awake.'
The deep voice made Dean jump in surprise.
'Jesus- Cas don't sneak up on me like that!' he hissed quietly.
'I didn't exactly sneak-'
'Ahdadada I don't wanna hear it. Let me enjoy this moment in silence.'
Dean averted his gaze back to ths sky where the stars shimmered slightly.
Cas stood closer to him. So close their hands almost brushed together.
Almost.
Dean resisted the urge to grab the angels hand.
He bet it was soft and fitted perfectly into his.
Trying to focus on the night sky, his gaze ultimately was pulled over by the blue eyed guy next to him.
Said eyes were looking into the dark night.
'Was someone ever scared of your true form?'
It slipped out his mouth quicker than he thought.
Cas' eyes met Deans.
'More than once. I understand though. Humans are easily scared of non human creatures. That's why we take vessels.'
Dean bit the inside of his cheek.
'I wasn't scared.'
'You flinched.'
'Yeah only because you startled me!' Dean said a bit louder and Cas instantly shushed him for it.
Silence hung between them, while they both looked back at the sky.
'Were you really not scared of me?' it was quiet and soft.
'No.' he answered it with zero hesitation.
His gaze went back to the angel.
'I thought you even had something really beautiful to you like that.' he admitted it in a whisper.
Slowly Cas returned his gaze.
So they stood there quietly, just looking at each other.
Even in the dark, Dean saw small little details on his angels face which just made him more attractive.
He didn't know but maybe he was drifting slightly closer or he was hallucinating.
'GOD JUST FUCKING KISS FOR FUCKS SAKE YOU COWARDS!' a woman not far from them called over. A smoking cigarette in hand she apparently had seen everything.
'Why should we?-' Cas asked dumbfounded.
'Don't pay attention to her.' Dean ordered him while glaring at the woman for ruining the moment.
She shook her head and blew smoke into the night.
Turning around sourly, Dean walked back to the door, which he opened not quite as quietly as before and stepped inside the small motel room.
Cas walked after him like a lost puppy and nearly soundlessly closed the door.
A moment of silence passed as Dean sat on the couch.
Cas sat beside him and looked at his hands.
'Why did she tell us to kiss Dean?'
Of course he couldn't just let it slide. Typically Cas.
'Because she's nosy Cas' Dean tried to sound annoyed so maybe the angel stopped asking.
'Did she think we were a couple? Couples kiss usually.'
He did not stop asking. Of course.
'I don't know Cas. Stop asking me about it.' he hissed quietly to not wake Sam.
Silence fell over them again.
'I'll ask the lady herself then.' he stood up with that.
'Cas god- no!'
Sam suddenly sat in bed.
He rubbed his eyes sleepily.
'Wha's goin on?' he mumbled clearly not fully awake.
'A lady told us to kiss an-' Dean put a hand on Cas mouth to stop him from babbling.
'Nothin Sammy go back to sleep' he said in a sweet, hushed voice.
His little brother nodded and laid back down.
'Lady's right tho' he grunted into his pillow before pulling the blanket over himself.
Great.
Even his brother noticed how fucking gay he was for the angel man in a sexy trenchcoat.
Ugly.
He meant an ugly trenchcoat.
Cough.
Slightly rubbing his face he removed his hand from Cas' mouth.
'Would you want to kiss me?'
Dean sputtered slightly and stared at the angel in disbelief.
He wasn't looking back at him, no he even seemed shy, his eyes fixed on nothing particular in the distance.
But Dean didn't really notice.
The only thing he noticed was his loud heartbeat, that grew faster and faster, the heat spreading everywhere into his body and his stomach playing fucking twister again.
Yes.
Yes of fucking course he wanted to kiss the damn angel.
'Pffff I- aha- man they're just- they're joking around Cas hahaha-' he waved it off, the gay panic hitting him like a train.
'So... That means no?' god he sounded kinda hurt and Dean felt like a dick. Mega douche.
'I'm tired.' he pressed out and walked to his bed.
'Good night Cas.' with that he threw himself on the mattress and pulled the covers over his head.
Fuck man he hoped to just pass away again.

'Howdy' he said while sipping his beer and getting off his black Chevrolet 67 horse.
He walked towards the saloon with his hand on his gun.
A figure stepped out of the saloon. As they pulled off their hat they revealed their face.
Dr. Sexy mustered Dean slightly.
'You're the guy challenging me? Hah. I've seen better' the guy said and made a sexy (weird) face.
'Oh you're gonna be surprised Dr. Sexy.' Dean said pulling off his hat as well.
'Oh no save us from the beast!' a pretty woman called running towards them. She was wearing a relatively revealing dress.
As Dean turned around a 3 headed creature was crouching on the street watching him curiously.
'Fear not oh pretty lady, for I will save you~' he kissed the womans hand who was instantly swoon.
Then he walked over to the creature with huge wings.
'Don't worry I know them! Thats my Cassie~'
As he reached the still tall celestial being, placed a kiss on each head and hugged it somehow.
Cas who was actually in Deans dream, to just watch him (he may or may not did this occasionally), felt slightly warmer suddenly.
So did Dean want to kiss him after all?
A small confused sound escaped him.
'Look at you being all intimidating. But you can't scare me oh-ho no~' the guy said while patting the cheeks of the humanoid head.
'Okay I'll pretend to slay you now play along okay? For the ladies' he then whispered with a wink.
'Perish!' with that he gently punched Cas chest.
It was adorable behavior and so Cas flopped on his back.
He earned a grateful smile in return.
Then Dean turned back around to impress the lady who was even more swoon.
But then the people stared to dissappear.
Cas sat up again and Dean turned slowly back around.
'What are you doing im my dream Cas?-'
The angel somehow averted his gaze, even with more than three sets of eyes.
'Castiel.'
'I just wanted to check in.'
Dean crossed his arms.
'You suck at lying Cas.'
The angel squirmed slightly under the humans gaze.
'Okay, sometimes I like to watch your dreams.'
'Thats fucking creepy please stop-'
Cas sunk slightly more into himself.
'I also can't stop thinking about-'
'If you say about the kiss thing I will slap you.'
The angel stayed quiet.
'God...' Dean rubbed his face 'Cas buddy listen-'
'I would like to kiss you.'
Deans mouth stayed open.
What.
Was he dreaming?
Okay dumb question but it felt surreal.
'Why-' was the first thing he got out.
'I never kissed a guy as a guy before. And... I- uhm. I think I do like you. Don't tell Sam but you're my favorite human.'
Cas slightly hid behind a wing.
'Deaaan' it was Sams voice quiet and distant.
'No Sam not now- fuck-'
Quickly Dean closed the distance between them, placed his lips where the angels would have been and closed his eyes.

As he opened them again groggily, Sam was standing over him.
'Bitch you ruined my dream' he murmured.
'Oh so sorry' his little shit of a brother replied with his classical bitch face, which was accompanied by an eye roll.
With a groan he sat up and streched.
'What time is it?'
'11am' his brother sat on the edge of his bed.
'But you slept 2 days straight.'
'I died 33 times I think I deserved some sleep' Dean replied while yawning into his hand.
'You deserve a kick im the ass for dying so often.'
'Oh go cry about it'
Sam threw a pillow into his face.
'I brought you two coffee.' a familiar deep voice came from the other side of the bed suddenly.
Dean quickly pulled the pillow from his face and looked at an apparently pretty happy Cas.
His lips were slightly quirked up at the ends and he stood tall in somewhat resembling pride.
He handed them a cup of steaming coffee carefully and then set down at the edge of the bed as well.
Dean couldn't help but smirk to himself.
He knew why the angel was in such a good mood.
Well at least he thought so.
Making it seem like he shifted his position to sit more comfortable, he rested his leg against Cas'.
He noticed out of the corner of his eye that the angel looked at the new place of contact.
He didn't move however.
'Oh by the way, I remember waking up in the middle of the night, but I don't remember what we talked about-' Sam started while sipping his coffee carefully.
'Oh it was nothing.' Dean rushed to say before Cas said something stupid.
Surprisingly the angel got the signal and just nodded along.
His little brother hummed quietly and let it go with a nonchalant 'Kay'.
After finishing their coffee Sam announced he'd be out for a while, getting some snacks for the drive home later.
Dean gave a thumbs up and Cas just nodded.
After Sam was gone an awkward silence streched between the two left behind.
'I'll go take a shower.' - 'Can we talk?'
They said it at the same time.
Cas stood up and came closer.
'Let's talk after I freshened up aight buddy?' he said, putting a hand on the angels shoulder.
He was slightly satisfied to be taller again.
In the blink of an eye tho, Cas had pulled him down by the collar and pressed his lips onto Deans.
It's was over as fast as it begun, so it left Dean lingering dumbfounded, looking like an idiot.
'I'm- I'm sorry. That was impulsive and rude and-'
Their lips met again and stayed together a bit longer than before.
'You don't by any chance want to join me in the shower?' Dean mumbled, his lips only millimeters apart from the angels.
'I'll be here waiting.' he replied while gently nudging the Winchester towards the bathroom.
'I'll be quick.' he said pressing one last sweet kiss onto Cas' lips before bolting towards the bathroom.
He didn't want to keep his angel waiting to long after all.