#and i could've waited til i got it all finished but i'm excited to share this with you

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the rhyme of salvation

Destiel fix-it, rated T, 2k chapter one

“Jack.”

Dean swallowed when his kid-slash-God turned to face him, as he looked into those eyes and really saw, for the first time, the inestimable vastness of the being he was speaking to.

“Dean,” Jack said evenly, with a barely-there smile on the corner of his mouth, like he knew what Dean was about to say.

Hell, maybe he did. Didn’t take Godhood to know how Dean Winchester’s mind worked.

“You’ve gotta bring him back,” Dean said, quiet enough to control the tremble of his voice. Jack wasn’t Chuck, Dean didn’t need to bargain or convince him how important Cas was or how much he deserved to live. Cas was even more Jack’s dad than Dean or Sam, of course he’d bring Cas back. Dean had no good reason to feel this fucking terrified.

Jack nodded slightly, like he’d expected the words, and Dean exhaled when the kid didn’t argue, when he just closed his eyes with a look of concentration.

The cautious relief that had begun to unfurl in Dean’s chest withered when a furrow appeared between Jack’s brows. “I can’t,” he said slowly.

“What? Why?” Dean demanded, and the words wanted to be angry but they came out pleading. He felt Sam shift closer, felt the touch of a hand on his elbow, but he brushed it off. “Chuck was able to yank Lucifer out of the Empty, why can’t you just do the same thing for Cas?”

“It’s the deal he made,” Jack said, and his face was agonized enough that Dean pinched his lips shut. “Cas consented to be taken. He… he belongs to the Empty now.”

A sick feeling roiled in Dean's stomach, tightened the back of his throat like he might puke. Cas had fought for so long just to be free from control, free to make his own choices and live his own life, and the thought of the angel being imprisoned in a lightless cage, at the mercy of a very angry cosmic entity, filled Dean with hot, panicked urgency.

Dean’s hands curled into helpless fists. “Well, then just - just pop me into the Empty so I can find Cas and get him to unconsent!”

“Nothing human can exist in the Empty,” Jack immediately replied, shaking his head. “It would just - spit you back out, and probably kill you in the process.”

“Then -” Dean pulled in a deep breath. Made his choice. “Then make me not human.”

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#destiel #destiel fic #fix-it #spn #mine #my fic #my writing #thank you soooo so much to everyone who said nice things when i posted tidbits of this yesterday and today #you helped me finish the first chapter #and i could've waited til i got it all finished but i'm excited to share this with you #this chapter is just the set-up i'll get to cas in the next chapter