Oh man, Dean. Poor guy. I love how tangible the loss and longing feel, and I really dig how Castiel is sketched out in full in a few scenes, all the compassion and the globe-trotting. Also, Sam's text! Ah, if only Dean had called back.

(Hi! Friended you out of the blue because your Narnia fic is brilliant and hey, look, you're into SPN too! Score.)