I'm an Angel. So I can go to where I like. I like to visit Sage when I can.
It's been about a week since I left.
I like to believe she likes to see me too.
She just thinks I stayed in the area. Dean told me I can't tell her who I really am. I want to though.
"Welcome back Cas." Sage leaned over the counter, smiling at me.
"Hello." I walked over to the counter.
She tilted her head. "Your tie is nice. I mean weird, but nice." she complimented me.
"Thanks." I replied.
"Doesn't sound very sincere." She crossed her arms.
"Oh," I paused. "Thanks, sincerily."
"Wow." She shook her head.
"Did I do something wrong?" I ask curiously.
"Nope, you're just perfect." She slightly chuckled, continuing to shake her head. I smiled.
"Well thanks," I said. "Sincerely."
She laughed. "Nice."
It was silent for a bit and her smile faded away. Staring at brochures on the table, she began to speak. "Do you believe in God?"
"Of course." I replied right away. She looked up at me. "Why?"
"He made me. He made us." I simply answered her question.
She just sighed and looked back down to the brochures. "I've been praying and praying lately. I just feel like he ignores me."
I looked at her, concerned. "Why?" I asked this time.
"No matter how many times I've prayed, I was never sent my angel." She looked at me disappointingly. "I've been praying for weeks. I finally decided to stop around the time you arrived. I don't know. I don't know if I believe anymore."
I wanted to tell her right then and there but all that came out was, "Oh, I'm sorry. Sincerily."
"Are you serious?" She looked at me annoyed.
"What?" I asked in confusion.
"That was sarcasm wasn't it?" She glared at me.
"Uh-"
"You're such a smart ass, Cas!" She groaned loudly.
I tried to hold it back but failed.
"That rhymes." I chuckled.
