Ninety One Whiskey quotes

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He sees one silhouette slump over within a window, and he holds his breath. He fires again.

As Castiel lowers his weapon, he makes the mistake of looking back over at Dean.

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Castiel hesitates. “You saved me.”

Dean looks at him. His eyes are red.

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“A lot of practice being a smart-ass, mostly.”

“I can believe that,” Castiel says, and he nudges Dean's shoulder gently with his own – and just slightly, so that were Castiel not paying attention he might not have noticed it, Dean leans into the touch.

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Dean lets out a laugh . “C’mon, seriously? This doesn’t make you wanna dance even a little?”

“Absolutely not.”

“Bullshit.”

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Dean lifts a hand to Castiel's face, slides it up into Castiel's hair to steer his head around so that Dean can speak into his ear, mouth grazing the corner of Castiel's jaw.

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Dean's grin widens. “So why did the scarecrow get promoted?”

“Please, excuse me,” Castiel says, and moves as though to leave. “I have an appointment to shoot myself.”

Dean bursts out with a laugh and he catches Castiel's elbow, holds him still. “Hey – hey. Come on now.”

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The polished metal of the copper stripe looks beautifully neat against the crisp starch of Castiel’s collar, if he says so himself.

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CAPTAIN NOVAK   .   FOUND HIM O.K.   .   IN HOSPITAL NOW  .  SAM WINCHESTER

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“Oh my god. This is about Winchester, isn’t it?”

“No,” Castiel says – perhaps too quickly.

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“Sir. Shit. Sorry. I thought you were—”

“Enlisted?” Castiel guesses. “Or a woman?” The smallest of smiles twists the soldier’s mouth, like he can’t even hold it back, and it’s not cute and it’s certainly not respectful,

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“Sir, I thought better of you.”

“That was a poor decision on your part, then.”

Dean shakes his head, his grin wide as ever.

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“You know that if I had to choose, you or Winchester, I'd pick you every time,” Castiel lies.

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All in same instant, he recognises that Dean has stepped on a mine, and that he should be shredded and bleeding already, and that it is a dud, and sick, hot terror rises in his stomach. Dean falters for a moment, realising the same, but he keeps going.

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“Shut the fuck up, Dean,” Castiel interrupts.

Dean turns and he looks at Castiel hard. “I let Lieutenant Wallace die.”

Castiel flinches.

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Castiel tilts his chin up. “Welcome to one-platoon, sergeant.”

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When he speaks, his voice is flat, quiet. “I haven't written the letter yet.”

Dean frowns. “What letter?” Then, understanding flickers gradually across his face. “The letter home?”

Castiel doesn't answer. He doesn't look at him.

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“Shit,” he says. “You already tried, didn't you?”

Castiel won't look at him. He scrutinises his cigarette, now cold and unlit and dropping grey ash at the end. He flicks it away to land in the mud. “It's beyond my jurisdiction,” he mutters.

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Castiel takes the cigarette from him. Their fingers touch, side by side on the crinkled paper.

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Dean Winchester is written on every inch of this house.

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It's all he remembers. It's all there is.