The eleventh Dean betrays him. Castiel loves him still.
There is a hand wrapped tightly around Castiel's wrist, a desperate, futile attempt at preventing his blade to come any closer.
"Cas," Dean says slowly, a note of fear in his voice. "Cas, we can talk this out, okay? This doesn't have to happen. We can work through this. Please, Cas."
Castiel finds himself slowing down, his grip on his sword loosening ever so slightly.
Dean is quick to take advantage of this, snatching Castiel's sword from his hands.
Castiel looks down to see cold metal pressed against his throat. Castiel looks up to see cold eyes staring into his.
"Lucky you're sentimental, huh, Cas?" Dean sneers.
"Dean?" Castiel asks, sounding far too vulnerable for someone who was about to plunge his sword into his chest and watch as the life bled out of him mere seconds ago.
"Do I really have to explain what's going on?" Dean rolls his eyes. "Guess I should be used to that, though, right? It was always so damn annoying, having to tell you how a fucking phone worked or whatever shit you couldn't get through on your own. But it was always me you hung off of. You were always so fucking needy." Castiel is vaguely aware of the blade pressing down harder on his skin. "But you were always useful in the end, so whatever, I guess."
Castiel doesn't fight, just closes his eyes.
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Castiel opens his eyes. Dean is frozen, and Naomi stands over his shoulder.
"He never loved you, Castiel," she says quietly. "You were never friends, or whatever it was you wanted to be. I'm sorry, Castiel, but now you must kill him."
Castiel would shake his head if not for the blade at his throat. "I will not hurt Dean," he says numbly. "Not again."
Naomi sighs. Dean collapses, hitting the floor with a dull thud, green eyes glassy.
Castiel cannot move, trapped in a spotlessly white room.
A/N- So, I accidentally deleted my first draft of this and had to rewrite the whole thing from scratch. *breathes fire* Anyways, I just wanted to apologize for being unable to properly write Naomi and thank you for reading. Ta!