Roommates with Angels and Demons

Day 146

Day 146 (Valentine's Day) - 9:10am
Cas' PoV

It had been nearly a week since Millie and Lucifer died. We could do nothing. Millie's soul had been reaped before we even arrived and not even the combined powers of Michael and Gabriel could bring Lucifer back.
Sam and Dean have been drunk most of if not the entire time. I can usually manage two Winchesters but seeing as I am also mourning and highly emotional, as well as drunk when they are I can only take care of Dean. Gabriel seems to have just shut down, the few things he will do are eat, sleep and help a drunk Sam to bed. Michael just sits in Lucifer's room talking to his body. I listened in once to hear him apologizing over and over again. Their bodies remain in their rooms, being preserved by a spell we had Rowena perform when she arrived- too late.
The others are mourning in their own ways. Anna and Balthazar being the only ones least affected by grief performed the duties needed like cooking food or cleaning up.
Other than the brothers and I, I believe Charlie took losing Millie the hardest. When she first found out she screamed and cried until she passed out from exhaustion. Now came the big question. What now? There was no way to get them back. We had no idea where they could even be. Millie could not be found in hell or heaven and not a single one of us angels remember what happens when we die.
It's Valentine's Day... the first one I get to share with Dean. I doubt there's anything I can do for him that could take away his pain for just a moment. Nothing works- food, booze, and even sex.

"Dean," I sat on the edge of our bed. He groaned in response. "Happy Valentine's Day, Dean."

"Happy V-valentines ta you too Cas," he mumbled back. I sighed before getting an idea. I pulled the covers off of him. He made a low growling sound and grappled for the sheets.

"Dean, you are getting up at a reasonable time today," I replied. He groaned again before slowly opening his eyes. Those perfect green eyes had grown so much duller.

"Cas, what the fuck," he mumbled. He sat up and looked at the clock. He whined and put his feet over the side of the bed.

"We're going out today," I spoke.

"Cas, we can't. I need to be here for Sammy," Dean replied, wiping the sleep from his eyes.

"He will be fine. I believe him and Gabriel are doing something today as well," I added. I could see Dean's mind calculating this decision.

"Okay," he breathed.

"Change into something light it'll be warm where we're going," I added, pulling him to his feet and putting my arms around his waist.

"Sure, I'll just help you out of those clothes," he purred, tugging at his t-shirt that I had worn to bed. This was normal- when he wasn't depressed he was horny. I chuckled before placing a gentle kiss on his lips. "That a yes?"

"Yes," I breathed. It wasn't like prior nights, this was gentle. I knew it was because he was afraid I would crumble in his hands. We both slowly pulled each other's clothes off. I glanced to his shoulder. There was once a mark I placed there. I removed it in that cemetery. I wanted him to have a happy life without having to explain the odd handprint burned into his arm. I placed my hand where it used to be. Dean sighed and closed his eyes, dropping his head. I pulled him towards me, wrapping my arms around him our bare chests touching. It was satisfying, I had waited so long to have that intimacy, but now I could have it whenever I wanted. We fit together perfectly our heads nestled into the other's neck. I waited for him to pull away. When he did I placed my hand on his cheek.

"Well let's get going," he mumbled. I watched him grab clothes from his dresser. I caught the jeans he threw then the t-shirt. I pulled them on. Dean was already done by the time I got my shoes on and tied. He set his hands on the dresser steadying himself as he looked to a picture of him, Sam, and Millie. It was an old photo taken many years ago. If I remember correctly it was taken at some point prior to Dean and Millie's time in hell. The youth was still in their eyes and they were smiling.