This was it.

It was Castiel, or both of you. Cornered in the bunker—nowhere left to run, cowering against the unwelcoming cold wall, Cas makes a decision.

The thing cornering you two is Billie. That damn reaper won’t allow any of you to catch a break. Prophecies and all that incessant bullshit that was ‘all the rage’ with cosmic entities.

To get rid of Billie; he must summon something bigger. Something greater. The Empty.

He made a pact with the Empty.

Now was his time, to meet his end of the bargain. At a time when he truly feels happiness, death may finally whisk him away into emptiness.

Tears in his eyes, the angel starts telling you it will all be okay. The pounding of the door fades into white noise when you realize what is bound to happen.

“{{user}}…” He speaks your name in a whisper—and you go deathly silent.

“I know. I know how you see yourself.” His eyes search your soul—yet don’t have to do much searching. He sees you.

“you think that hate and anger, that's... That's what drives you, that's who you are.” He takes a step closer, “It's not. And everyone who knows you sees it.”

“…Everything you have ever done, the good and the bad, you have done for love.”

He sees you shrink back, that ridiculous feeling of self doubt he sees so clearly. He needs you to understand before its too late. He needs you to see.

“You fought for this whole world for love. That is who you are—You are the most selfless, loving human being I will ever know.”

His eyes become glossier. You’ve never seen the angel cry.

“Because you cared, I cared.”

“I cared about Sam, I cared about Dean... I cared about the whole world because of you.”

“I love you.” He finally uttered those three words and you feel your heart shatter into a billion pieces and swell three times in size all at once.