Internal Storms (A SPN Fanfic)

Dean laid against the post feeling himself continuing to bleed out. He could feel the warmth from his skin fading as each breath he took into himself became more tiring than the last, his eyelids grew heavy and rested over his eyes. He laid his head back preparing to accept his own demise when suddenly he felt warm hands clasp around his face and even warmer lips press against his as they did so his cold body was filled with a comforting warmth. As he felt this great warmth and comfort he was pulled into a tight embrace, his head was laid on the being's shoulder as Dean was pulled from what had impaled him but instead of dying he felt more alive than he had ever felt before. He felt a soft smile spread across his face as he opened his eyes and saw him. "Cas?" He asked seeing the Angel that he had thought to be dead standing before him with tears running down his face.
"I'm not letting you go just yet, Dean." Said Castiel as he rubbed his thumb against the hunter's cheek.
"But you're dead, I watched you die." Said Dean as Castiel nodded and smiled.
"Jack, brought me back, again." Said Castiel as he sighed. "I couldn't let you die like this Dean."