☥ 002 ; open } { but I don't know where I'm going and I don't have any guide
Castiel spends most days sitting on that bench in the park, staring at the fountain.
Contrary to what it may seem, he is thinking. He's not sure what he should be thinking about, or who he should be trying to contact, but there is so much about the rift that was puzzling to say the least. There is supposedly something about him that is changed, but he is unsure as to what was. He had a feeling that that was something that would only come with time, but this is an answer that he would have liked to have sooner rather than later.
Dean is here. A Dean that is so far removed from what the future had in store for him that he had no idea how terrible things would become. He probably thinks that the worst that was in store for him was going to Hell, but Castiel knows that things will get so much worse before they get better.
Sam is here. Castiel hasn't spoken to him yet, but he knew enough to know that Sam was from after Dean's death and before Castiel brought him back. He isn't sure what level of Sam's descent he would be dealing with, whether or not he could be trusted, or if he would trust Castiel. Either way, the angel knew he wouldn't be recognized, and that was more unsettling than anything else.
So Castiel sits. He sits on his bench in the park and prays to a God he isn't sure could hear him, looking for a guidance he isn't sure he'll receive. But that doesn't mean he shouldn't try, and until he feels he's gotten some kind of answer, there he will stay.
Contrary to what it may seem, he is thinking. He's not sure what he should be thinking about, or who he should be trying to contact, but there is so much about the rift that was puzzling to say the least. There is supposedly something about him that is changed, but he is unsure as to what was. He had a feeling that that was something that would only come with time, but this is an answer that he would have liked to have sooner rather than later.
Dean is here. A Dean that is so far removed from what the future had in store for him that he had no idea how terrible things would become. He probably thinks that the worst that was in store for him was going to Hell, but Castiel knows that things will get so much worse before they get better.
Sam is here. Castiel hasn't spoken to him yet, but he knew enough to know that Sam was from after Dean's death and before Castiel brought him back. He isn't sure what level of Sam's descent he would be dealing with, whether or not he could be trusted, or if he would trust Castiel. Either way, the angel knew he wouldn't be recognized, and that was more unsettling than anything else.
So Castiel sits. He sits on his bench in the park and prays to a God he isn't sure could hear him, looking for a guidance he isn't sure he'll receive. But that doesn't mean he shouldn't try, and until he feels he's gotten some kind of answer, there he will stay.