"Maybe angels don't need to breathe." No. He can't be... "He's gone, Dean." Why, Cas? Why are you doing this?
"Damnit!" I whisper, and place my hand on the side of Castiel's face. It comes back red, stained with blood. His blood. I stand up and take one last sad look at him; his eyes closed, his face covered in blood. But then, his eyes fly open and dart around the room, then finally meet my own.
"Dean." His voice seems different now, harsh and twisted instead of soft and caring as it usually was. "I am so strong!"
I try not to cry as I whisper his name. "Cas?" I ask, but he stands up and looks directly into my eyes.
"He's... dead!" Castiel tells me, grinning like a maniac. I narrowed my tear-filled eyes and stare at him, confused. "The Castiel you knew-"
"- and loved." I cut across him, but Cas just shakes his head and looks sadly at me.
"I'm sorry Dean, but that Cas is gone." I refuse to believe this. We could fix it, try and bring Castiel back to how he used to be before all of this happened. How he was when I fell in love with him.
"Damnit. Cas... we can fix this!" I try to persuade him, even though I'm close to tears. "We could get you back your powers."
Castiel looked at me. I can tell he's going to cry, and I want that not to happen for as long as possible. I keep trying to persuade him, but he just got angry. "It's not broken, Dean. You can't fix something that isn't broken!"
I can't take it any more, and I end up crying. "Well, my heart is!" I sob, before storming off. I glance behind my shoulder as I go and Cas looks sad, regret and fear etched into his tear-stained face as he silently watches me leave...
To be continued (In castiel's pov)
