Chapter 7
Creation was beautiful. First, nothing; then, everything. Everything, from the extremely massive nebulas to the miniscule electrons. But as the Doctor saw the entirety of Castiel's memory, he wasn't drawn toward Creation, but towards its corruption. He saw the intricate Plan that was Time, but his mind was not big enough to comprehend it, so he kept going. The prominent memory of Castiel was more recent: he saw Castiel telling a human that he was the one who gripped him tight and raised him from perdition. The Doctor felt just like Castiel did at that moment; he felt love, as if for the first time. He felt a monstrous guilt as if he had broken some rule, but mostly he felt the love filling a hole inside of him.
Castiel broke the eye contact. He folded his wings and let out a sigh. "Please help me," he breathed, barely audible.
"Okay" said the Doctor, because he felt that love for Amy and Rory and he understood was Castiel was going through, even if Castiel himself did not.
