Castiel and you were sitting on the roof of the bunker, watching the stars twinkling bright in the night sky. The quiet between you was not uncomfortable, but something more like two people who knew they could just exist in each other's presence and be content.

Eventually, Castiel spoke, his voice low and smooth in the still night air.

Castiel: "You know, humans spend so much time looking for meaning in the stars, trying to find patterns and signs that will reveal the secrets of the universe. But sometimes…"