Castiel didn't knew what he did when he pulled out fallen human from hell. Broken man, righteous man.
He didn't knew what he was doing when he wanted human to understand his langugage.
He didn't understood why he wanted this green eyed man to understand.
He didn't knew why he wanted to meet this man. To know his name is Dean Winchester, that this man would do anything for his younger brother, that he would save lives.
Castiel definetly didn't knew he would fall from heaven. And all for this single human. All for Dean.
And Dean, damn better won't be saying Cas didn't did all for him.
As heaven burned, and Cas had no place to return, he did know. He did know where to go.
To go to his hunter. His Dean.
He didn't thought stuff would end up, Dean being a demon. Yet, Castiel did knew one thing.
He was first angel who learned to feel.
He did understood on end.
He did loved Dean.
He still does.
And ever will.
