His eyes met the floor. "Yes... I heard you." he took a deep breath. Far more difficult than expected. His eyes came up and met Dean's and then shot away quickly, scared that if he held that gaze for too long all of this would go to utter crap and Naomi would come down here and kill the two before he could say stop. He knew Dean was worried about him. About his brother. But there was nothing he could do. Not now anyway.
All those months of hearing Dean's voice in his head. It had felt like purgatory all over again. Although this time, it was worse. At least in purgatory he didn't have to kill Dean everyday, what he did there was to save him. But in heaven it was so much worse. He swallowed. "I have been in heaven." he replied shortly, his eyes coming up slightly scanning the man's face.
He didn't quite know what else to say. If he said anything more, Naomi would either kill him or Dean or both. There was nothing he could do, even though his head was telling him not to do anything, he had an urge to spill, everything, every single detail. He didn't. Instead he stood. "How about we go and interrogate the demon instead of me?"
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"I am an angel of the lord, there is no need to hide. I can help you." he paused thinking about her words. "Right.... so you are saying that I looked like a rabbit because I twitched my nose..." he furrowed his brow. "I'm sorry, I still do not quite understand..."
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Pleasure to meet you
“What is… Supernatural?” he asked furrowing his brow.
A tv show
His eyebrows furrowed slightly. "I thought that tv shows were fake..." he paused. "so how..."
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“Castiel. How have you been?”
“Better.” he replied - looking on at his older brother. “What are you doing here Micheal?” he asked narrowing his eyes.
Michael watched the other tense up. “Don’t worry, brother. I’m not here to get back at you for setting me on fire. I’m here because I’m fixing your mistake.”
"What mistake would that be Michael. I have made many..." he swallowed. "And the only reason why I set you on fire was because we needed more time."
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Elodine looked at him with confusion. “You look very much like one of the big folk, are you a shapeshifter?” She examined him for a moment, really fascinated by the fabrics he was wearing. They seemed so different from the clothing she was accustomed to seeing, but didn’t mind it much. “Yes, I guess you sort of have to,” she spoke on the subject of cars. She looked back up at him, confused as to how he hadn’t known what she was. “I am a hobbit, sir. Elodine Greenhand, of the Shire.” She flashed him a polite smile.
He watched her with amusement and fascination He had never seen such a small being in the form of what seemed like a human. “a hobbit?” he questioned, tilting his head a little but smiling back at her. He looked down at himself and then back to her. “I am an angel.” he spoke finally licking his lips. “this is just my vessel.” he explained. “my true form is bigger than the Chrysler building and would kill you in split second.” He watched her a small smile spreading over his lips. “My name is Castiel.”
Brown eyes looked right back up at the mysterious man, mostly with wonder. She nodded as he repeated what she had told him in the form of a question. “Some call us halflings, or Shirefolk.” As he spoke of his own species, she looked at him, almost completely befuddled. “An angel? That’s-” she tried to respond, but stopped herself. “A vessel? Like a boat?”
She stared at him for a long moment. “I don’t know what a Chrysler is, sir,” she said, itching the back of her neck.
A small smile stayed on his lips as he listened to her speak. It was strange. Now he thought back, he didn't remember God ever mentioning about Hobbits... he frowned slightly. "My vessel is a form that your eyes, and humans, may see me in." he paused. "I suppose a little like a boat... as I may travel in it..." His smile grew slightly. "Its a very large building in New York." he offered as a slight explanation, although he himself hadn't known until Dean had googled a picture for him.
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“Hello Dean.” he grinned.
“Cas?” Dean’s eyebrows furrowed in surprise. “Where- Where the hell were you, man?”
His eyes went to the floor. "I can't tell you that - " he paused. "I'm sorry Dean..." he noticed the look of pain in the man's eyes. "Next time I won't leave for so long..."
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I feel like this song is the perfect SuperWhoLock song.
I mean listen to the lyrics…
You and I we were one
And i swore I’d stay forever
But they say all good things come to an end- my friend
Now its time to move on
But dont think that this is easy
Cos its hard to be leaving you behind
But you will be fine
Oh so if you believe
Say a prayer for me
I wont be here tomorrow
Somewhere I gotta be
Things you want to say
Save them for another day
Cause I can hear the angels calling
Angels calling for me
Does it help if I say
That I’m really truly sorry
And that I never meant for it to end this way
There’s a place in your heart
Where you know you’ll always find me
and I’ll be with you wherever you are
Near or far
You and I we were one
And I swore I’d stay forever
But they say all good things come to an end- my friend
Now its time to move on
But dont think that this is easy
Cause its hard to be leaving you behind
But you will be fine
you and I, we were one
And i swore Id stay forever
But they say all good things come to an end.
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BUT YOU GUYS
THE PREVIEW FOR NEXT WEEK
NEXT WEEK GUYS
TRIALS SAM HELL BENNY DEAN
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It looks like he has rly fat eyebrows
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Cas trying to get his head around porn is hilarious. Praise his sweet angel ass.
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↖ is Misha Collins
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Dean & Castiel - I love him.
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