Date: 2014-03-10 03:23 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] indecadence
It wasn't like that.

[ But the protest is falling to the side, unheard and dismissed as if it doesn't matter. Castiel thinks it should. He would fight for this as he's fought for everything else and be glad of it when it was finally over. Yet, that shove hits him unaware, caught off-guard as he loses his balance and falls back, and he tries clutching at Dean's shirt, feels the give of the fabric when he pulls--

Still, Dean is solid and immovable. He catches himself with a wrist and swears when the angle sends pain shooting up his arm. ]


I thought... I was trying to protect you! Do you honestly believe he would have allowed you to walk free after what you did to him?

[ What both of them had done. Castiel pulls himself up, ignoring the throb in his hand as he tries to keep the room from reeling. He feels like he's going to be sick. ]

And what would if have proved anyway? They come back. They always come back - how can you not understand that?

[ Lucifer would have sought revenge on them both, and the cycle would have continued on and on until, somehow, it reached a different ending. Though he's done this, there's a chance they might never have to worry about the devil ever again. He looks at Dean and silently pleads for him to realize it. ]
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