(Harpy's campsite inn – At night)
Castiel, we need to talk – Said Sam sited on this bed, Dean was sleeping, Sam drove them to the inn and Dean ate and slept as soon as they arrived – Cas?
Castiel didn't answered him, Sam rolled his eyes and thought "Of course, Dean is his favorite"
He isn't Sam – Said Castiel on a chair close to Dean's bed, He was watching over Dean.
Then why don't you come when I call? – Said Sam sitting on a chair now
I do Sam – Continued Castiel with his eyes still over Dean – When I have answers to give.
Do you know what I'll ask? – Said Sam a little upset with a surprised expression
I can't say I don't, Sam – Said Castiel without moving his eyes – I presume you want to know if there's something wrong with me.
Yes – Said Sam looking at Castiel's face – I'm worried ok?
Don't be, Sam – Said Castiel now looking at Sam's eyes, Castiel's eyes were filled with some kind of quietness and piece that made Sam feel a little better – I'm always fine.
Don't bullshit me Cas! – Said Sam standing up, Castiel just shifted his eyes to Dean once again
Even If I wasn't fine, Sam – Said Castiel after a pause – I would be beyond helping…
What you mean? – Said Sam walking towards Castiel
Nobody can save me… Sam – Said Castiel, his eyes were sad and filled with some hope, Sam looked at him, and it was like Castiel was fighting to hold a silver line in an impossible situation
Then let us try – Said Sam again right in front of the angel, Castiel smiled trying to show happiness in vain, he looked at Sam's face careful for a long minute in silence
Thank you – Said Castiel breaking the silence, before Sam could reply Castiel vanished with a soft sound of wings; Sam smiled and took it as a victory, at least if Castiel had a problem he would come back.
(Harpy's campsite inn – Morning)
Then he vanished? – Asked Dean zapping channels on the television
Yes, just like that – Said Sam coming out of the bathroom – At least he talked about it.
Sammy – Said Dean a little quieter than the normal – Maybe you shouldn't push him to talk about it… just saying.
I don't think it's good for him to be alone all the time Dean – Said Sam sitting by his side on the couch
Sammy, come on dude! The guy is tough… He'll be ok – Said Dean changing channels again – Just don't push him, He still Cas… The Cas we met and know.
Dean, he changed – Said Sam crossing his arms – I'm not saying it's a bad thing, but I'm not sure if angels are supposed to have so many feelings.
What are you saying Sammy? – Said Dean tuning the Tv off and facing Sam – That I'm to blame for him to break? That is my fault that he got feelings?
Dean – Said Sam looking down and up again – No, I'm saying it's our fault too – Continued Sam after a pause – Look, don't you think that there is a reason why Heaven kept the angels from having feelings like we do?
Great Sammy, let's act like the flying-freaking-nazi- angels… Cas is fine! – Said Dean throwing the remote control at the couch and walking away thought the door – Enough Sammy, I'm going to take a walk.
Dean! – Shouted Sam inside the motel, but Dean already stormed out, Sam got upset and sat on the couch again, turning the Tv once more. He knew that Dean just needed time to cool his head off.
(Wildness preservation Park – somewhere close to the Inn)
Dean walked between thought the stone benches always looking at his shoes, He could not bear the idea to lose someone again, and his conversation with Sam still lingered in his mind. What if Sam was right? What if Castiel was breaking into pieces as he walked though this empty park? What would be left of Castiel after some years? And the most important of all, it was his fault? Dean knew that these questions weren't easy to answer; maybe he should talk with Castiel again.
He walked some more and sat on a big stone bench on the foot of an angel statue. Dean looked at the statue remembering what he said once "Angels don't have the equipment to care… And when they do, its break them…" That seemed a long time ago; Dean ran his hands though his hair, he wanted so badly to ask Castiel about it, but if it was true, what then? Would he cry in vain? Would he spend more time with Castiel? Would he try to find God again to somehow "cure" Castiel?
Dean crossed his arms to warm himself up, and looked at the sky; it was a grey and cold day. He thought about Lisa and Ben for the first time in a long time, he imagined her smile and Ben running though the house… It was past now, sometimes he didn't know if was a dream or if really happened. Dean stopped to search for Castiel's hand mark on his shoulder, he knew he wouldn't find, but somehow it made him feel safe, made him feel like God loved him… It made everything good become real to him again.
Dean? – Asked Castiel by his side on the stone bench – Are you ok?
How did you find me? – Asked Dean looking at Castiel soft smile of relieve
Your brother told me you took a walk – Said Castiel looking at Dean's eyes a little curious – He was worried, why?
Sammy worries too much – Mumbled Dean looking away, trying not to look at Castiel's eyes – I'm fine.
Dean? – Whispered Castiel softly like he was concerned, but couldn't say why
What Cas? – Said Dean a little grumpy, his feet hurt a little, but Castiel presence relieved him somehow.
Can I ask you a question, Dean? – Said the angel pursuing Dean's eyes
Cas, what in the hell do you keep asking me so many good-damn questions? – Said Dean standing up now furious, Castiel stood and looked at Dean, deeply and silent, his calm overflowing him… Castiel smiled sadly and cutting like a knife
Because I don't have anybody else to turn to, Dean – Castiel turned his back slowly at Dean and looked at the Sky as he continued – There's nothing else left for me, Dean… Only questions without answers…
I'm sorry Cas – Said Dean, he let his rage take over him and forgot that Castiel had nobody, just like him and Sam; It was funny that he could have so many things in common with the Angel and sad at same time, that Castiel was the one who somehow lost the most when it all began – It's nothing to do with you, Cas… I just lost my temper… Sorry.
It's ok Dean – Said Castiel facing again Dean, He smiled softly again without any disturbance on his calmness, it was like Castiel had become stronger and not weaker with so many emotions – I understand you… Maybe that's my weakness… I like you.
That's strange Cas – Said Dean scratching his hair and sitting on the bench again – Uriel told me something like that.
Did he? – Said Castiel sitting on the bench and looking at the statue, He looked like a child to Dean, Castiel smiled pure and simply
What you wanted to ask me? – Said Dean trying to somehow cleanse the airs, Castiel turned to watch his face and stood silent again, Dean got confuse by his silence and Castiel just smiled a smiled filled with admiration and gratefulness
Maybe another time Dean – Said Castiel smiling wide and warm, his eyes filled with satisfaction, Castiel turned his eyes to the sky, Dean also turned his eyes to the sky and Castiel vanished without a word.