This is gorgeous. You somehow manage to use their love to wrangle a happy ending out of Hell crashing down on them.


There's a continuity error here:

“It’s the wall,” Castiel says. “It’s breaking.”
...

“No shit, Sherlock,” Dean says. “What can we do?”

Castiel spreads his arms and won’t look Sam in the eye. “We can’t.”

Sam feels cold. “Spreading how?”

He won’t look Sam in the eye, “it’s not just affecting you. The instability is spreading.”

It's not hard to piece together, but I would rather hear from you exactly how it "really" went.

Also: "he is happy too that there is nothing after this, that nothing that can break them apart." One of the "that"s in the second clause needs to go; which one of course affects the meaning.


Off to read the other now...


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