Destiel. Canonverse. Heavy Angst. Drug Abuse. Divergent after 13×01. (So MCD y’all)
It’s been months since Cas died. Months since Dean burned his body. Months since Mom disappeared through that rift and the world got a whole lot darker. Perhaps that’s why Dean isn’t on his A game and gets snatched by a djinn and wakes up a mechanic, living in Wichita with his husband Cas and their adopted daughter. Mom’s there, alive. Sam’s married to Eileen and they have a kid. It’s beautiful, even if Dean knows it’s a lie. It’s all over when Sam shows up, though, tearing through the dream and saving Dean’s life. In some ways, it’s worse than watching everything fall apart all over again.
But… it gives Dean an idea. If the djinn weren’t feeding off their victims, maybe the poison wouldn’t actually be that bad. Maybe. If Dean takes some, well… no one needs to know.
The poison, it turns out, provides not one but a million opportunities for Dean to have what he really wants. He can re-live high school fumbling his way through a school boy crush, a sailor with a strange sea creature trapped in his net, a movie star with a cocky, stubborn co-star. In every one he’s got Cas and Sam and everyone he’s ever lost. In every one he’s got a second chance to do it right.
Except Dean finds himself needing a higher and higher dose to fall asleep and he’s taking longer and longer to wake and Sam is getting suspicious.
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