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The next time Dean sees Cas it’s in Detroit. Dean is hit by a strong sense of déjà vu.
Cas’ smile is too wide for someone who has lost everything and had his own brothers and sisters out for his head. He looks comfortable in his own skin, and Dean finds it uncanny …
He still looks out of it, but this time it’s not “I’m an angel and I don’t get your human ways”-out, but rather “I’ve smoked something really cool”-out.
And Dean has already seen that. Then it hits him; 2014 is only a couple of weeks away.
