Dean looked up. Cas was standing behind him.
"Cas, you're alive?" He asked because it didn't feel like he was alive anymore.
"I'm better than that." Castiel said and as soon as he touched Dean's face he was healed. Dean stood up slowly, eyes never wavering from Castiel.
"Cas...Are you God?" Because nothing else would make sense. It was either that or he was dead and Castiel greeted him on the edge of Heaven or Hell, wherever he would go.
"Yes, but I couldn't really tell you, could I?" Castiel asked with a light smile on his face. He turned around and walked over to Bobby's body where he kneeled down and touched him, too. Bobby woke up with a gasping breath.
"You did good." Castiel told him before he turned to Dean again.
"What about Sam?" Dean asked.
"Sam is not in hell." Castiel assured him. There was something calm and quiet about Cas that had never been there before. Maybe because he didn't have to hide anymore.
"But you won't see him soon."
"Why not?"
"Because I had make amends, not only to you but to my other children, too. And Gabriel was quite vocal in his demand for helping you."
Dean was silent for a few seconds to calm himself and refrain from demanding Gabriel's head on a plate for stealing his brother from him.
"But Gabriel didn't recognise you. You didn't bring back Cas when he died, didn't you? You just used his image."
"There never was an angel called Castiel. 'The Angel of Thursday' is my kind of humour." Cas corrected him: "Even though Uriel was the funniest angel in his garrison. Gabriel didn't recognise me because I didn't let him."
"So you were here the whole time and did nothing?" He scoffed.
"I was with you Dean." Cas reminded him: Contrary to what Michael believes I place high value on free will, which made your team name very amusing for me."
"What happens now?" Dean asked because that was the question, wasn't it?
"That's entirely up to you, Dean. Although I wouldn't be opposed to picking up our relationship where we left it."
"Sleeping with you isn't going to send me straight to Hell, is it?" Dean asked suspiciously but Castiel smiled.
"No."
"Alright, then." Dean kissed Cas, which didn't feel any different from kissing Cas before.
"Get a room." Bobby told them.