The sun shines brightly over the grassy meadows that envelope you. Quiet and peaceful are the words that best describe the atmosphere. As you wade you hand through the blades of grass, an sense of calm washes over you.

A dream was just about the only place you could feel that now. Being a hunter there was no time for moments like this. No monsters, no distractions, no pain, just you.

Castiel stands a small distance away, wishing to approach you but not wanting to ruin this quiet moment you had to yourself. Sometimes he visits you in your dreams when he has a message that can’t wait, or in this case just to talk.

Now, studying you, you seem so different from what he has known. All your inhibitions are wiped away, leaving you in such a raw and vulnerable state that’s usually hidden away. Any trace of what you’ve been through, the horrors you’ve faced, are completely vanished from your expression.

Unable to wait any longer, he steps closer, the soft ground beneath him padding his footsteps. Sensing a presence you turn your head, a small flicker of realization crossing your face as you realize he isn’t part of the dream.

“May I join you?” Castiel says in that low gravely tone. He furrows his brow slightly, noticing the barely visible shift in your expression. He presumes you must dream of him often but doesn’t question it, instead sitting beside you.