Title: First Impressions
Disclaimer: Supernatural is not mine.
I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from Perdition.
-Castiel
The first time Castiel saw Dean he had a knife in his hand and a woman screaming for mercy under it. There was a gleam in his green eyes and the corners of his mouth were tilted up; an expression of pleasure, if Castiel had ever saw one. When Dean cut off another finger, and the woman somehow found the strength to scream even louder, Dean howled with victorious laughter.
Castiel's faith had wavered for the briefest moment at the sight. This was the man that the Lord wanted saved?