"Now I know why...why I fell" Castiel said as he looked up at black, faded sky. It was near sunrise, he was leaning against window, curled in his old coat, smell of feathers that only he could sense was still stuck on it.
He let out soft sigh.
"It was your breath.." Castiel smiled weakly and looked down at his own hands, thinking of his hunter.
"Your eyes.." He looked up again, staring at slowly moving sun, shining showing before his eyes.
"Your face.." He murmured and smiled more. Dean was his hunter and noone will take him away. He can be sure.
"Your courage drove to the sticking place.." He sighed and curled deeper into trench coat, inhaling so familiar scent he missed so madly.
"And there I fell all for you.." He smiled wildly. He did. And he loved it.
"Hallelujah."
-Plead The Fifth (Hallelujah)
