Castiel sat on a bench in a small park, pigeons flying and eating crumbs around him. People walking by glanced at the weird man, as Castiel simply stared at the birds. He liked birds…and bees. There are no such things in Heaven…

It was a peaceful day if you didn’t think about the end of the world coming soon. No demons in sight, no angels, no Sam and Dean…a peaceful and quiet day.