Castiel grunted, the pain felt like lightning bolts shooting through his body. Mary stood still, one hand on his chest, not even trying to give him a reassuring smile.
Sam was in awe, the thought of Castiel dying wasn't true, it couldn't happen, but then again, it could - it would.
Dean, on the other hand, was near spilling his tears, his body suddenly felt weak - he could not let Castiel die.
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Castiel's voice was unrecognizable, he grunted, spit blood, yelled in pain.
"You're my family. Thank you, t-thank you for everything we've been through. Now run. Please, please don't let my last moment be spent with watching you die. Run, before he comes."
