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Dean – probably for the first time in a long time, judging by his bloodshot eyes – falls asleep soundly and unafraid. His head is pillowed on Cas’s shoulder, his hands clasped loosely in his own lap. He’s likely to end up sore and aching when he wakes up, but Dean doesn’t look like he cares; his face is untroubled, body twisted in unnatural angles.

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