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    *EDIT 3/3/19* This fic needs a serious overhaul for grammar, spelling, and continuity. I appreciate all who read it & enjoy it but it's not quite up to my standards. Until I revise, please be kind with your feedback. Thank you.

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    "Hello, Dean. It's Castiel. We- you... hate my car."

    Castiel's job sucks. His car sucks. His life, in general, sucks. He's not anywhere near a midlife crisis, but he feels something within him... slipping.

    Enter Dean Winchester, who is pretty sure all of Castiel's issues could be resolved if he would just set his piece of shit car on fire and go buy a new one. Bit by bit, Dean and his daughter Claire melt the ice frozen around Castiel's cranky, bitter heart. Bit by bit, Castiel starts to think that maybe... maybe, things aren't so bad after all. His grey life is slowly starting to bleed color.

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