#ngl this might be one of the best dreams I've ever had thanks subconscious!

[littlehollyleaf]

Had a legit dream about spn last night (can you believe? in the year of our lord 2020...)

I'll summarise

(though some of the details/dialogue aren't exact - I mean, it was a dream! I recall enough to fill in the gaps though)

Dean was in that big house from those promo pics I'm pretending I haven't seen or heard about

It was abandoned and he was there on a hunt investigating... I think just a ghost?

He draws what I think in my mind was a devil's trap on the floor, but it could just have been a salt circle

At one point he gets a call from Sam who asks him how it's going and Dean tells him fine, no problems and asks if Sam's doing The Thing yet

Sam tells him yeah he's about ready and to wish him luck and in my dream I understand Dean is asking about Sam doing some kind of spell to bring Eileen and the other Thanos'd hunters back

Then Dean starts... idk, chanting? Saying an exorcism? My brain clearly confused lots of things ok! Point is he was calling the ghost/demon/whatever out

~SOMETHING appears- it... looked like a human guy, but my dream mind understood it was a ghost or demon

Anyway, there's a fight and Dean is getting thrown about the room and is bloodied up and shit and he starts saying stuff that doesn't really make sense like

'No no, I got it I got this it's fine... no, really I... will you stop? I told you I got it...'

And the demon/ghost assumes Dean is talking to him, even though it's all a bit ??

So he's all

'Haha, had enough? You want me to stop?'

And Dean is lying bloody on the floor at the guy's feet

He sighs and says

'OK. Fine. Yes.'

So demon/ghost smirks and crouches down, leaning over

'Alright then. The famous Dean Winchester. Who thought it would end like this?'

At which point Dean actually looks at the guy and scoffs

'Oh, I wasn't talking to you.'

And suddenly Dean's eyes glow and he stands up, straight-backed, sombre, voice no longer breathless from the fight but cool and collected and firm

'He was talking to me.'

And 'Dean' lifts a hand that glows golden, the demon/ghost screams and is smited!

...

We jump to 'Dean' packing up his stuff in the Impala outside, he gets in and glances in the rearview mirror, where his reflection starts talking to him

'I could have handled it'

'Really?'

'Yeah, I had him right where I wanted him'

'About to kill you?'

'Oh whatever, can I have the driver's seat back now?'

'Dean' rolls his eyes. Closes them briefly. Then shakes himself as he opens them again.

'Thanks'

We pan round and see CAS in the passenger seat!! <3

'I coulda handled it' Dean repeats. Protesting too much and they both know it.

'Clearly you couldn't. The plan was ill-conceived, dangerous. You can't always rely on me to save you, you need to be less reckless.'

'Ah, c'mon, reckless is my middle name, you know that.' He looks Cas full in the eye. 'It's why you love me.'

Cas sighs and gives a smile, exasperated but fond. Loving.

Dean reaches across and by a magical quirk of angel possession is able to grasp Cas' incorporial hand.

They hold for a beat, both smiling. Then Dean lets go and turns to the steering wheel.

'Anyway, you wanna pick the music?'

We scroll round again to see the image of Cas has disappeared. 'Dean' tilts his head a moment then reaches out and tunes into a radio.

(my dreaming mind did not supply the music, soz)

Dean blinks, listens a moment, then lifts his eyebrows in a 'eh not bad' kind of gesture

'Ok then'

He starts the car and he and Cas drive off together...