Dear Dean,
I woke up this morning to Sam freaking out. He said I slept and never woke back up. He also said I was burning up. I'm still a little hot. So I'm sitting here in the hospital. They say it's just a little flu. But Sam got angry and said this was not "just a flu". I don't know at this point I don't care what it is. I kinda want it to be serious and possibly kill me. I'll get to be with you. There's nothing left for me here. Sam and I stopped hunting and you're not alive anyymore so what's the point.... I'd be much happier with you.
Love, Castiel.
