"Your a Hero Castiel." Naomi told him with a smile. "You've done Heaven a great service."
Castiel didn't feel like a Hero. He felt he was no better than Lucifer when he had killed Gabriel, the brother who had looked up to him. He stayed their for a moment with his head bowed and one arm around Samandriel's shoulders mourning the loss of yet another sibling, he didn't even know why he had done it...his mind told him Samandriel had come at him and that's what he told Sam and Dean, but that didn't seem right. He knew something was wrong but he didn't know what, what was going on? Why couldn't he save just this one? That's all he had wanted...