I just moped around the house Cas trying to make now feel better. I could tell he didn't know what in the Hell he was doing but he was really trying. I haven't spoken since Sam died. "Dean, please talk. I want to make you feel better but I'm not very good at this..." Cas begged. I look down at him and his sparkling sky blue eyes, my green apple eyes dull and sad.
"Cas.. You can't make me feel better unless you can bring Sam back.. Dad's just taking too long.." I sigh, "At least you tried." I lean down and kiss his cheek gently, wrapping my arms around his waist. "I'm sorry Cas. It just hurts to lose my brother..." I apologize. "It's okay. Don't be sorry. I understand" He smiles lightly, as he wrapped his arms around my neck.
"It will be okay, Dean." He assured. "I hope so.." I reply. Castiel looked worried about me. I pick him up and he wraps his legs around my waist. I smirk and I push Cas' back up against the wall, pushing myself against him, and kiss him hard. Him kissing me back. I try to push my mind away from Sam and Dad for a little while as I continue to kiss Cas.
Castiel lightly blushed as we did so, as I smirked, putting my hands on his waist. We were interrupted by Dad walking in. I can tell he stares at us and watched for a moment, trying to accept it.
"I found a way to bring back Sam." He said as I turned around, with my hair screwed up. "Th-That's wonderful!" I became so happy. Cas wrapped his arms around my waist from behind and rested his head on my shoulder, I could tell that he was smiling at my happiness. "But, I had to make a deal. I have two and a half years." The smile had faded from my face, and the smile had faded from Cas' face too.
