True religion is real living; living with all one's soul, with all one's goodness and righteousness.
-Albert Einstein
"I´m telling you now Cas, don´t do it" Dean saw the angel in the eyes but Castiel turned away, he couldn´t hold the stare of the Righteous one.
"Do you really want that? " He asked giving his back to the hunter, Dean got close to him almost touching him.
"I do Cas, I really do" he put his right hand on his shoulder giving him a squeeze, Castiel got stiff but soon relaxed to the touch.
"I will then" Castiel finally looked Dean to the eye and what he saw made his heart beat faster, he saw happiness and pride.
One month before the End
"What do we do now Cas?" Sam was pacing on Bobby´s living room (if you can call it that), after he knew that Castiel decided to leave Crowley and his "evil" plan to open purgatory.
"We need to find another way to defeat Raphael" Castiel answered, awkwardly sitting in the couch besides Dean booth of them watching Sam walking around.
"Yeah that´s helpful" Sam sighed and sat on a chair, Dean looked at him nastily.
"Chill out man, he is with us now we will find something, right Cas" Dean looked to the angle with a smile on his face, Castiel looked at him and smiled shyly, he couldn´t stop it after all.
Sam looked at them and sighed again, something funny was happening there and he didn´t want to know. "Sorry, I´m happy you are back Cas but we have some problems here, for what you told us, we don´t have much time before Crowley opens the purgatory"
Castiel stood up from the couch and looked through the window deep in thought "Maybe there is a way" He turned around and looked eyes with Dean for a second and then looked to Sam "One of my brothers can helps us, if we can find him"
Sam and Dean looked each other "Are you sure?" asked Sam, not really happy about it.
"I am , he left heaven long ago, but he is here on earth" Castiel looked so sure and confident like the way he was before.
"What´s his name?" asked Dean after a minute of silence. Castiel looked at him whit a grim expression in his face.
"His name is Metatron, the Heavenly Scribe and keeper of The Sacred Book of Destiny"
Hello everyone, this my first try for a Destiel fanfic in English, is not first language so forgive for any mistakes, btw, keep in mind that the plot it´s invented, well the angels are not, but anything else is invented, so don´t take it to seriously, I will try to finish this fic soon and don´t let you down :3