a million miles from home i'm walking ahead

( captain side-eyes. )

     he’ll swallow the storm of questions working
     their way to his lips — instead choosing to
     focus on the overwhelming { albeit stupid, at
     times } instinct of loyalty that’s been wired
     into castiel’s system since the dawn of his
     creation. 

          ” you expect me to just leave, knowing
                   now that you’re alive? 
                   no. i’m staying. i’m fighting with you. “

       an  exasperated   sigh,  one  hand  passed  over
       the  other and  knitting the  split flesh  together
       before  shoving  at  castiel’s chest in a pitifully
       ineffective attempt at spurring him into motion
       (  he hadn’t been lying the last time they’d met
       under such circumstances ; he had been hurt
       in                              the                             fall.    ) .

                       " dammit, cass,
                                        get out of here! “