ladylilithprime:

“C’mon, Cas, you’re a telepath, can’t you do anything?” Dean demanded, gesturing at where his brother was seizing against the restraints, trapped in a mental battle only he could perceive.

“You’re confusing Betazoids with Vulcans again, Dean,” Cas growled, hands clenched as he fought against the urge to reach out for his lover as the neural activity readings spiked again, “neither of which are prone to clairvoyance the way your brother is, and I’m monitoring him as closely as I can without getting pulled in there with him and overwhelmed– wait a second, I think something’s happening!”

The spike, worse than the previous ones, evened out and all of the levels dropped down towards REM sleep as Sam’s body settled slowly and shakily against the biobed, tears spilling from beneath his closed eyelids as he breathed a single word: “Mom….”

This… OMG…..