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I am happy to say this is my 200th fic!

200 fics, 316320 words. Holy crap. I have a problem. A ficcy problem. (and it’s not quite a year since I started consistently with Sherlock)

Anyway, it feels appropriate that this a superwood fic, written for willow555 and jazzforthecaptain

Immortal Wings – No matter what stupid things Jack does, it seems Castiel will always be there to pick him up.

teaser below the cut

Jack leaned wearily against Castiel, made stronger by the angel at his back. They were still fighting, though Jack was down to a single knife. Of course he’d gotten involved in a rebellion, of course he’d gotten in over his head. And of course Castiel had shown up just as he was about to get his ass thoroughly kicked.

Jack swung, taking down another foe. “My ship is off to the right, if we can get to it.”

Castiel nodded, not condemning Jack’s choice, for which he was grateful. Castiel had pulled his ass out of the fire enough times by now, Jack was sometimes surprised he kept coming back. But whenever he truly needed him, it seemed that Castiel was there. Pushing away from the angel, Jack took down three more in quick succession, grunting in pain as one of them sliced his side.

Then Castiel was there again, catching him. “Close your eyes,” he ordered and Jack obeyed without question. He could feel himself bleeding out fast as the flash of Castiel’s power faded behind his eyelids. Invisible wings sheltered him as Castiel picked him up like a child and carried him to the ship. Jack died as they reached the door.

He gasped awake a few moments later, groaning as his body finished knitting itself together. Castiel was staring at the controls, puzzled. Jack chuckled and heaved himself out of the bunk. “You’re an angel, but you don’t know how to fly.”

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