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remember in season 5 when Sam and Dean’s biggest trouble was against lucifer and the whole end of world thing? I mean it was hard times ( as usual ) but at least they had Bobby at a dial of numbers and Castiel was just beautiful and awkward and they were all fighting side by side. Completely trusting each other and what they believed in.
It was a time before there were damages and doubts and betrayals. Before the team was broken apart. Before there were manipulations and speculations on each other and silences grew because the right words cannot be found again.
And the sad part is that even though wounds can heal and scars will fade. They can never go back to what they were.
And maybe I am growing old and nostalgic and I’m just one of those people who don’t want to look to the future, but this thought makes me really sad.