Definition of Love

by TeraBum

I had this really short scene in my head for a very long time. Short conversation between Dean and Cas after season 4. English is not my first language, I'm not a good writer and this is my first sort-of-fic, so please review.

Dean left Sam alone and went out. Cas was standing there, looking into nowhere.
"Hey... um.. how... are you feeling?"
Cas hesitated a little bit. He actually had to think about it, before he answered. " I am... tired. And scared. And angry... " silence "...angels shouldn't feel these things."

"Yeah, those are perks of having free will." said Dean sarcastically.
Cas turned his head and looked at Dean "Yes" said slowly.

"Wait... do you regret it Cas? That you are ...disobeyed?"
Cas thought about it, and then, still slowly, said: "No. If I had to, I would do it again. I just don't know... if it was right."

"Look, Cas. Your father...God... he told you to love humans, right? And that is exactly what you are doing." silence "But you can't love without being tired, scared or angry."