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So it was all for nothing?

No, Cas. It wasn't.

We won't let it be. [The sacrifices made - Dean, even Gadreel - they couldn't be meaningless ones. Wouldn't be.]

There's nowhere to get him back from.

[No personalized Heaven with a peace Castiel isn't sure he could have granted, no rack in hell to save a flayed soul from.

And that's not to even mention the countless siblings he's lost, Gadreel the freshest of too many wounds. Died for all of them.

Dean though... Dean...]

Isn't everything?

[Sam is slamming back his sixth drink well on his way to being completely wasted.]

Unless you know of another deal I can make I would say dead is dead this time Cas.

You got Metatron off the throne, I'd say mission accomplished.

[ Gabriel puffs up his cheeks, and he exhales as he listens to Castiel. ] Let me guess, things didn't go exactly as you had planned.

[Sam hunches further over his whiskey as if somehow that will shield him from the blow. Knuckles white on the glass, he brings it up to his lips, draining it.] We have to try Cas. Dean.. he.. he's earned that much.

No. No, Cas. Everything that's happened since the day you raised him? Even if it ends here, that's not nothing. Not even close.

Edited 2014-05-23 05:40 (UTC)

[Watching Sam's form hunch like this, it reminds Castiel that there is still one responsibility he has left, one soul for him to take care of. For Dean, and for Sam's own sake, too, of course.]

Yes. But Sam... you remember what I said about losing you... it still applies.

[maybe now more so than ever.]

So what's left to do, then?

[Sam is left. Heaven is left. But he can't just be an angel anymore, and isn't sure how much help he'll be to the boy either.]

No deals, Sam. I meant what I said about losing you.

[He takes the bottle, under the pretense of wanting to peruse it himself. Really though, he just wants to keep Sam from damaging himself further. They're all that's left.]

Heaven has yet to be restored.... and you...

[Dean is... dead. Castiel saw the blood on Metatron's blade. It's all he can do to keep maintaining his composure.]

Metatron killed Dean Winchester. Heaven is still in disarray and without a capable leader.

[Oh, and Castiel's Grace is still burning out, so there's that.]

He was my charge, and I was sworn to protect him. Much changed, but that never did. This... this doesn't feel like victory, Anna.

[It seemed like everyone else valued him more than he did these days. Dean, making a deal to save his life, cold cocking him to keep him out of the fight with Metatron. If he'd only been there sooner..]

We have to finish the job Cas. Fix Heaven, fix you. It's.. [a slow, shaky breath. He won't cry. Not again.] what he'd want us to do.

[Sam glares at Cas trying to summon up an anger he doesn't feel. He's drinking because of the guilt because Dean died without an apology from Sam, he failed his older brother after Dean gave up so much.]

Guess Heaven still needs a hunter huh? Too bad you got me instead.

You'll figure it out.

And me?

[Dean smiles, his eyes flicking black as he shrugs his shoulders.]

I'm better off. Things are simpler now.

Edited 2014-05-23 15:38 (UTC)

[ Gabriel looks surprised at the news about Dean. There had been no way to expect that one, and even if the Winchesters make death a bad habit. ]

Damn on both accounts. [ He still looked surprised about Dean. ] And, without anyone to swoop in to save his sorry ass, Dean's screwed. Maybe once you get things back in order we can go rescue him, again.

It's not a defeat yet, either. Not unless you give up. And you're much too stubborn to do that.

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