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Title: Murderous Love
Author: TaymeeLove
Summary: Jimmy wanted to live forever. Cas was supposed to be an incorruptible Doctor. A chance meeting brings forth the stunning truth. Boredom leads them across ocean to the Worlds Fair right into the hunting grounds of Dean Holmes and his accomplice Sam. Will this the end of Jimmy and Cas or the start of a beautiful partnership?
Tags/Warnings: Mentions of murder and torture. Explicit sex.
Teaser:
The night was cold as Castiel walked through the alley on his way home. He’d stayed later at the hospital tonight- the fire in West London brought too many people in for the night crew to take care of by themselves. Castiel didn’t mind, though, the streets were less busy at this hour (no one liked to walk through the east end of London after dark; it wasn’t safe). Despite the danger, Castiel always walked these streets after work to make sure that anyone who needed help could get it. Even with believing he was always safe on these streets, the chill in the air was something he couldn’t shake. He felt as though someone was watching him. To shake this feeling, he stopped at what he thought was a shoppe window to fix his waistcoat while he looked out of the corner of his eyes for movement. Just as he was going to move on, convinced he was alone, he realized the reflection wasn’t his.
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The other man’s eyes slowly fluttered open. A gasp signaled that he’d seen Jimmy’s face. Well, their face. The doppelganger looked around and observed that he was tied to a chair in a nice apartment. There was a painting on the wall to his left of a man who could be either of them, frozen in different oils and chalk, it caused the twin to gasp upon seeing it.
“Weird, huh?” Jimmy acknowledged. “I find it weird, because I just became immortal two years ago. Yet here you are, the same age as me.”
The other man opened his mouth, cocking his head in confusion, then slowly closed it again as if unsure he should say anything at all.
“Ah, yes. ‘Immortal,’ not something you hear every day, huh? Tell me, young man, what is your name?”
“Cas- Castiel.”
“Do you remember your life before two years ago?”
“Yea- I- Well I-” Castiel tilted his head to the side, thinking.
“Interesting. My name is Jimmy Grey, by the way,” he said to his new ‘friend.’ Continuing his thought more to himself as he went on staring at his painting, “I think that when I got my picture painted, you became real. Some copy of me that was the good I wasn’t anymore.”
“But- I- I can’t be you. Jimmy Grey is famous. I am my own man.”
Castiel continued to try to remember anything. What his parents were like. What his childhood was like. A favorite color, anything that would prove that what Jimmy was saying wasn’t true. He came up with nothing. The more he thought it through, the more he found gaps in his own mind, even from the last two years. He started to ask himself why he always walked through East London to get home when his home was nowhere near there, and why sometimes when he came home it was morning when he’d left at dusk. Most importantly, why in those times were there was always news of a missing girl, and blood on his hands.
“Have you heard of The Ripper,” Jimmy asked as if he was reading Castiel’s mind.

