thursdays_angel: (Sitting Quietly)
thursdays_angel ([personal profile] thursdays_angel) wrote2010-08-07 09:33 pm

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For eight days, Castiel stays in his room.

Next door, Michael keeps vigil over Dean Winchester.

It it not that Castiel does not trust Michael. He trusts her implicitly. And it is not that he fears she will require his help. If anything Michael is far more equal to this task than he is.

But Dean Winchester is still his mission. And to leave would feel tantamount to abandoning his post.

So, he waits. Sometimes sitting. Sometimes watching out the windows. Sometimes reacquinting himself with the odd little collection of items he amassed here some time ago.

Always listening. For the most part, it is quiet next door. Occasionally he can hear a faint voice.

The crashes are much louder.

And then finally, on the eighth day, he receives a visitor.
theunsmiling: (1 bitchy little angel)

[personal profile] theunsmiling 2010-08-08 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Humans were not made for being alone."

There is no hint of sorrow in her voice. Or in her expression.

"Which is a good sign. As for the rest -- "

This time she does shrug.

"It's less your angelic nature than the connotations of your presence. The last time you two -- met -- that is he most likely to remember is the introduction in Hell. And too forcible a reminder of that place is -- unwise. Or so I would think."
theunsmiling: (1 Wings)

[personal profile] theunsmiling 2010-08-08 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
"If she is to be found here and now, yes."

Michael stands, then, movements swift and economical.

"It were better did he not have the time to become too restive."
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[personal profile] theunsmiling 2010-08-08 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Michael merely nods and flicks her fingers.

She was not kidding about not giving Dean too much more time to think.