& let me show you my mojo
title: for the things you do yourself
author: acidquill
disclaimer: don’t own em
warnings: use of religion for fic purposes
rating: g
character: Castiel
word count: 276
notes: dude, WTF?!? I wrote Castiel!fic. huh.
For the thousands of years he’s watched humans, there are a few that Castiel remembers the longest. They are the ones that capture his attention and capture some feeling within him.
Amidst these few, there is Dean Winchester.
Castiel has seen the baby in blankets, and in his mother’s arms. He watches as the baby becomes a child to toddle at his father’s side. He did not witness the night of darkness, when evil crept into the house and stole the mother away, but he was aware of why such things happened.
*
He hasn’t caught all of Dean’s life, but he has seen enough. Snatches of time throughout such a brief period filled to bursting with love. For his brother, for his father. It may not be the same as the pure, unmasked love Castiel has for the Father, but he has no trouble understanding that such love is just as important. Just as precious.
Castiel remembers how the Father grieved for the Son all those years ago. Yes, love is the one thing Castiel has no trouble understanding at all.
*
The Father could command, but he asks. Asks of the multitude which one among them will go to raise Dean Winchester.
Many would do it, if only to please the Father. Others would gladly take on such a burden, as it meant striking a blow against their enemies.
Castiel steps forward because he has seen the man Dean is. He knows Dean’s heart, has seen it on Earth, and knows of the damage it suffers in Hell. He will go into the Pit to save Dean because of Dean. And that is all that matters.
- end
author: acidquill
disclaimer: don’t own em
warnings: use of religion for fic purposes
rating: g
character: Castiel
word count: 276
notes: dude, WTF?!? I wrote Castiel!fic. huh.
For the thousands of years he’s watched humans, there are a few that Castiel remembers the longest. They are the ones that capture his attention and capture some feeling within him.
Amidst these few, there is Dean Winchester.
Castiel has seen the baby in blankets, and in his mother’s arms. He watches as the baby becomes a child to toddle at his father’s side. He did not witness the night of darkness, when evil crept into the house and stole the mother away, but he was aware of why such things happened.
*
He hasn’t caught all of Dean’s life, but he has seen enough. Snatches of time throughout such a brief period filled to bursting with love. For his brother, for his father. It may not be the same as the pure, unmasked love Castiel has for the Father, but he has no trouble understanding that such love is just as important. Just as precious.
Castiel remembers how the Father grieved for the Son all those years ago. Yes, love is the one thing Castiel has no trouble understanding at all.
*
The Father could command, but he asks. Asks of the multitude which one among them will go to raise Dean Winchester.
Many would do it, if only to please the Father. Others would gladly take on such a burden, as it meant striking a blow against their enemies.
Castiel steps forward because he has seen the man Dean is. He knows Dean’s heart, has seen it on Earth, and knows of the damage it suffers in Hell. He will go into the Pit to save Dean because of Dean. And that is all that matters.
- end