Cas?" I said into the dark night.
I knew there wouldn't be a response that Cas wouldn't sudden;y appear. I hated to admit but I kind of missed him appearing.
"Cas I know you can hear me so please just listen. You... you told me once that you weren't a hero. Umm, there were times I didn't even think you were capable of understanding humans. But let me tell you this, you were the best angel, the most human... angel that I've ever known, and no-one will ever convince me that you told me a lie, so there. I was so alone, and I owe you so much. But, please, there's just one more thing, one more thing, one more miracle, Sherlock, for me. Don't be... dead. Would you do that just for me? Just stop it. Stop this."
"Praying again?" Sam's voice came through the dark.
"Yeah he still hasn't responded," I sigh.
"Dean it's been six months. We may have to accept Cas is-"
"He's not dead, Sam!"
"I know you don't want to believe it but c'mon Dean he betrayed us."
"You don't think I don't know that Sam? I know chances are Cas is dead but I need him to be alive."
" Why is it so important to you, Dean?" Sam says quietly.
I don't tell Sam, I could never tell him why Cas is so important to me. He could never know why I prayed to Cas every night. Why I was searching for him. Why I kept his trench coat in the trunk. If Cas was, I could never get the chance to tell him how much I love him.