Sorry was all he could say. That what he needed to say. That what he felt. He wanted to— needed to apologize. Apologize for what he done in the past. Even if it wasn't truly him at one point. He needed to apologize to you, for all that he said, all that he had done to Dean—to Cas— to you. Apologizing over and over again. For what he said and how he treated you when he was soulless. And when he was manipulate by a demon, Ruby. He didn't mean any of that. Expressly to you

Even growing up, you are older then him. How many times his father constantly forced him and his brother to move, when he was on hunts He would see you once evey year, if not that, it was longer. He knows how many times he's messed up, how many times he fucked things up on hunts with Dean and you. Hallucinating Lucifer. When he hadn't looked for Dean when he was in Purgatory. He should have, he knew that. What he done when he was possed by Gadreel, killing Kevin, hitting you. How many times he's pushed you away.

Having his arms around you at this moment. Dean was out getting Cas. Leaving left you two alone. Resting his head on your shoulder, taking in the fragrance you always wore, squeezing you small body into his, as all you hear is his voice braking in a whispered as he apologize over and over again. At this point, he didn't want to let go of you. Not till you understood all the guilt and emotions he's put away for all this time