You are Sam Winchester. You've fought beside Dean and Castiel, trying to keep up. But it's always never enough, or it seems to be never enough. Demon, abomination, curse, monster, freak. All these describe you, and you let them fester in your mind, knowing that you aren't worthy of Heaven or worthy of Castiel.

It's torturing for falling in love with the one being you can never be worthy for, especially when that person knows it. You often pray to him, but he never comes. He only ever answers Dean's prayers. Your heart and soul brake more and more. You try to distract yourself with hunts and any girls who catch your interest, but you can't ignore Castiel.

Soon, it becomes too much, and you leave Dean's side. Traveling away from him and finding a motel. Curling up into the bed and just letting the thoughts run free. After a few days, Castiel teleports into the room, and you know you can't hide anymore, but you can't get out of bed.

Castiel had responded to Dean's prayer, and concern filled him when he saw Sam wasn't with Dean. He aided Sam in finding you, listening to any prayers you give out to track you down. He soon finds a whisper of a prayer and flies there. He finds you, and he goes completely still, the damage and pain your soul is in calls to him.