SPN- Ties that Bind
POV- Cas/Dean
Background- after the fall
"We can make a deal, Castiel."
"We're fallen, Balthazar. We're fallen, we have no powers, and angels can't make deals anyway."
"Just because we're human doesn't mean we can't make deals, doesn't mean we don't have things to offer each other."
"What could you possibly have to offer me?"
"We have the Winchesters."
"...and what do you want from me?"
"Well that, Castiel, is an interesting question."
"I remember a time when we were on the same side, Balthazar."
"As can I, brother, as can I. But that time is done, and we have a deal to make."
"Come on, Sammy, we gotta hurry. Something's wrong. He's not answering his phone."
"The phone is probably dead. And since when does Cas ever answer his phone? Don't worry, Dean."
"We just got blindsided by a hoarde of fallen angels, held captive, and hen released for no reason. We gotta find Cas."
I slam on the gas, heading for the last town we were in. We had booked up a motel room for a week, so our stuff got left behind when we were captured by the angels. Cas had been out, and he never ended up in whatever the place was where the angels kept us, so we just kind of assumed he got away. But when the angels just let us go- there's this pit in my stomach. Something's wrong.
We get to the motel and I fumble trying to get the key into the door. I drop it, and my heart is racing and my mind is just panicking. I take a step back and kick the door down. Sammy's just standing there. The door swings open, and when I see Cas, I let all my breath out. I hadn't realized I was holding my breath.
Instead of breathing in again, I just make this noise. This sad, tortured moan . Sam gasps. Cas is in the room alright. In the middle of the room, hanging from ceiling fan. Hanging from his tie. I pull out my knife and cut the tie, catching Cas's corpse as it falls, limp and cold, into my arms. I lay him out on the bed and listen for a heartbeat, feel for a pulse. But his body is stiff and cold. He's gone- he's probably been gone for hours.
I throw my fist into the wall. Looking down at the bedside table I see a piece of paper- a note, in his handwriting. I pick it up.
Hello Dean, Sam,
I am not sorry about what I've done. I am sorry, however, that I had to do it this way. I'm finally going back to heaven. And I know that I will see the two of you there. All of my best memories, they are with you. And now I can relive them forever. You are my family, and I am finally an official Winchester- I've made a deal, my life for the life of those I love. Thank you. Thank you for everything. For saving me.
-Castiel Winchester
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