Chapter 10
Castiel
Let it never be said that the Winchesters are slow. I was listening intently to Grace's thoughts as she learned that she was not aging and then was surprised when I heard her jump to the conclusion that Dean is not aging either. I know I must meet with them, but I just keep hoping that they will catch a break one of these days. Considering that neither of the sibling sets are hunting anymore, their farm life has become quite complicated. Once more, I can hear Grace's prayer pull me towards her. I want to answer her, I want to go to her to be a comfort, but I have no clue how I would even broach the matter.
Watching Dean fall in love was one of the most interesting experiences I have ever witnessed. For as long as I have known him, he has been guarded and cautious against forming outside relationships. Sam, on the other hand, has longed for the connection he made with Serendipity. Dean was not looking for Grace, but he did not question what Fate had in store for the both of them. For someone as private and hesitant as Dean, I am surprised each day by the dedication and blind trust that Dean has in Grace. He would follow her to the ends of Earth and Heaven if it meant staying by her side.
That is what concerns me.
I glanced to my left while lying in a very human position next to Lucia. Angels do not sleep, and yet, there she was, covered in only the white sheet that I shared with her, with her eyes closed and breathing softly. We had been lost in each other the night before, and I smiled as I realized that Dean would be proud. I had no idea what would follow in the coming days and weeks with her, but I also knew that I was very happy.
My thoughts returned to Grace and what we would need to do in order for her to continue aging with Dean. My first thoughts were to simply stop touching The Mark of Cain, but I had no idea the affect it would have on Dean. We still had no cure for The Mark, other than Grace, and for her to stop touching it now…well. I am not entirely sure how Dean would handle it. Many things have changed since The Mark was cast on him; he is a husband and a father of three. I doubt that he would do anything to consciously hurt any member of his family, but it remains so difficult to control.
Lucia stirred next to me and I turned to gaze at her once more. She was truly a beautiful creature; seraphs always are, but Lucia was also very different from the typical angel. She showed more human traits than the others were used to, which is probably why I was attracted to her. We had both accepted Free Will and chosen to show physical love to one another.
Dean was right. It was fun.