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[indecadence]

[ Perhaps blaming someone might have made it easier. He could have learned to manage the regret and sorrow better, but Castiel finds no comfort in the destruction of others. While he had hoped for better things, sometimes prayed alone in the dark, he had done this to himself. He'd voluntarily cast his grace aside to follow a man he believed worth saving, a man he respected and called brother. He would never ask for it to be any different than that. ]

I would give you everything. [ He's not positive as to whether or not he's said it until the world stops spinning, and he shoves at him to release him, so sick, sick, sick he reaches out to the wall for support. His body is rejecting what it's never really needed, the taste of bile bitter and unpleasant. ] But it isn't supposed to work that way.

[ His smile is false bravado, and he crouches, hands over his head to suck in air and calm the ache crawling in his stomach. ]

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[eyeofthetiger]

[ Dean stands over Cas, helpless at knowing what to do to help. If it was his choice, he'd just turn back the clock and change everything. There'd be no apocalypse or a reason to save him from the pit of Hell. Cas would still be living obliviously looking over the world and the people in it.

He'd be one heck of a lot happier, Dean thinks. But... He knelt down next to Cas, not touching but staying there. ] Yeah, well. We were always pretty bad at following the rules. I'd say it's about time you learned how to break a few more, don't you?

[ it's lame, but when it's a choice of wallowing or sucking it up and fighting through it, well... No one ever said it was easy. ]