No one moved, they couldn't bear with the guilt of leaving him. Montriel kicked in the door, Mary and Sam were the first ones to run towards him, fully loaded and ready for a fight that would go down. Dean loaded his hand gun, but as he was running towards his mother and brother, Castiel began coughing violently, then proceed with shaking.
Dean forgot how to move, but quickly came to his senses and ran towards the hurt angel. Castiel was a wreck, he was a goner, Dean knew it, they both knew it. (imagine picture below)
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"Cas," Dean held pressure to Castiel's open wound, knowing damn well it wouldn't change.
