thursdays_angel: (Clear Path In The Woods)
thursdays_angel ([personal profile] thursdays_angel) wrote2011-11-02 07:31 pm

All Saint's Day

He finds Dean in the park.

Uriel had said something about business to attend to elsewhere, leaving Castiel on his own. Dean has been tested. The town has been saved. Samhain has been stopped, though the Seal that his was his summoning lies in pieces.

And Heaven's best hope is sitting alone on a park bench watching children jump and shriek and chase each other across the grass.

Castiel doesn't question whether or not his presence will be welcome -- he imagines it most certainly will not. But after the events of last night, Dean is owed some explanations.

If he will hear them.

Castiel appears silently on the neighboring bench and waits for acknowledgement.
hopeitsworthit: (a-bad taste in my mouth)

[personal profile] hopeitsworthit 2011-11-03 01:30 am (UTC)(link)






"Okay, now it's just getting weird."

Bonding with stick-up-his-ass angel dude?

Not in the cards.

Really.
hopeitsworthit: (Default)

[personal profile] hopeitsworthit 2011-11-03 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
Dean points at him, half-disbelieving.

"Oh, don't even tell me that you can't guess."

The laugh gave it away.

Dean is now traumatized.
hopeitsworthit: (Confused as fuck)

[personal profile] hopeitsworthit 2011-11-03 01:51 am (UTC)(link)
The weirdness factor is only increasing, and on top of that Dean's really fucking tired.

Which is why he just sighs, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"What'd really make me feel better right now is if you'd leave me alone."

Even ten minutes alone would be fabulous, though leaving him alone forever'd be the best option available.

Still.