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[to_rebel]

[Castiel is surrounded. There's four immediately around him, all dressed in sharp suits, no nonsense expressions. Off to the left stands Zachariah and those who have been in the Underworld longest may recognize him; his specter has plagued Castiel before. He's standing still, arms crossed and a self-satisfied smirk present on his face

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[chosefamily]

[He's not hovering. Really. It's just that...well, Cas has had more than his fair share of having his teeth kicked in by this place. Somebody should be watching out for him.]

[He doesn't miss the video, though, and heads to the main room, pausing in the doorway.]

Now there was a voice I didn't miss. [Zachariah is dead when he's from. Good riddance to the asshole.] I'd ask if you're okay, but I'm pretty sure that's a stupid question.

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[to_rebel]

[Castiel's staked out a familiar corner of the couch. At Sam's words, he glances up at him, then tosses the tablet on the end table with a sigh.]

Tell me that someone kills him.

[Yes, Sam. It's a stupid question. Thanks for not asking it.]

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[chosefamily]

[Yeah, well. Sam does try not to ask too many stupid questions. It doesn't always work, but he tries.]

[He nods, walking over and sitting on the arm of one of the chairs rather than in a chair. He's antsy and wants to be able to move.]

Dean does. You remember the sword you gave us before we went back in time? Well, we kept hold of it. I didn't manage to kill Zachariah, but Dean did. So thank you.

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[to_rebel]

Good. [If anyone deserved it, it was Zachariah. He falls silent then, absentmindedly petting Leppard.

Damned place, reminding him of things he'd rather not dwell on. But then, it gave him something else to think about. Great. He could think about either torture or reeducation.

Wonderful options.] I shouldn't have let him dictate my actions to the extent that he did. [Aka, I'm sorry.]

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[chosefamily]

From what I saw, Cas, it's not like you had a choice in the matter.

[Sam shakes his head slightly.] You came through when you needed to. You always have, even when it ended up being detrimental to yourself.

[Castiel lost his Grace back home, too, because he fell to help Sam and Dean. Okay, mostly Dean.]

Whatever else, Cas? You're family. And that means that, no matter what, we'll come for you.

[Him and Dean. They wouldn't let up until Castiel was safe back with them, no matter the reasons.]

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[to_rebel]

[He had a choice. He'd just been terrified of making the right one. He glances at Sam and shrugs one shoulder.]

I know it.

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[chosefamily]

[Again, not exactly something Sam can fault him for. It's not like Sam himself hasn't made enough dumb decisions out of worry for family or coasting because he wasn't sure what the right decision was.]

Good. [He stands, smiling a bit at Cas and Leppard.] You want something to drink?

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[to_rebel]

Please. [He wants something hard; Sam will probably bring him water. Either way, it works for him.]

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[chosefamily]

[Lucky you, Cas. Given everything, Sam's taking pity on you. After a few minutes, he comes back with a tumbler of whiskey. A little watered down, maybe, but that's mostly because he hasn't gotten a new bottle yet and they're running low.]

Here. You look like you need it.

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[to_rebel]

[Oh. Completely. He needs that whiskey. He takes it, albeit a bit slowly. (He doesn't like moving his arm; it pulls a little too much at the bruises on his collar and chest.)]

I hope this... [And he gestures to the tablet.] ...is all there is to it.

[Just showing memories. He can deal with that. No getting caught in them, no slipping into other dimensions, no monsters attacking.]

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[chosefamily]

[Sam takes his spot on the chair, sitting on the arm again.]

Yeah, you and me both.

[He looks to the tablet and grimaces again.]

I can think of a few memories I wouldn't be all that pleased with them coming up, either.

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[to_rebel]

[Castiel shrugs lightly and takes a drink. He could think of worse memories the Underworld might have graced him with, but this one... this one hurts. The betrayal inherent in all of it, on all sides...

... He'll just drink some more.]