Title: leaves falling
Disclaimer: not my characters
Warnings: future!fic
Parings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 100
Point of view: third
Prompt: Dean/Castiel, orange and red leaves in fall
He has seen thousands of autumn days, in every nation of humanity. He has watched leaves tumble through the air, trod them underfoot, wondered at their fragility.
He watches now as Dean commands an army of hunters, watches as blood splashes across the dying and dead leaves, and wonders how Dean can expect to win.
He knows that Dean doesn't, but Dean never lets a hint of that leak through to his men and women, to the children daring to defy both Heaven and Hell.
Castiel has seen thousands of autumn days. Never before, though, has the chill breeze felt so final.