Sam is pining and pining hard for an archangel who's doing the same. Castiel is pining, Dean is repressing, and our boys are going to annihilate themselves one way or another, so why can't Sam have some fun along the way? Or perhaps that wasn't what Castiel meant. Sabriel, hinted Destiel. Angst with a hopeful ending.

They dance a verbal dance that consists of lies.