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Day 4: He’s Mine

Castiel had never felt guilt before until he broke the wall Death had put up in Sam’s head to keep the memories of the cage locked away.

He had hurt the man he had grown to love, the man he would die for. The man who had become his hero.

Sam had tried to hide it, hide how even now the memories affected him. Castiel couldn’t understand how Sam was still standing after all it had broken him.

He will never forget the day he found Sam curled up in a ball rocking back and forth clutching at his head begging Lucifer to stop in Enochian.

“Oh Sam.” Never had Castiel wished that he had the power to undo the damage he done. “Where are you father? Why can’t you return to at least heal him?” Castiel couldn’t understand why his father hadn’t even tried after all that Sam had done for humanity. He should have been allowed to be free from the suffering that Lucifer had done to Sam’s soul.

With the utter most care Castiel moved towards Sam.

“Samuel, I am here. I am not leaving you alone with him.” Castiel spoke to Sam in enochian.

Teary eyed Sam lifted his head to look at Castiel. “But you’re not real. This is another one of your tricks Lucifer. Using the face of the man I love to torment me.”

“I am here Sam.” Castiel sat down beside Sam and let his grace reach out and touch Sam’s soul.

A sob escaped Sam’s face he knew Castiel’s grace and he flung himself into Castiel’s arms.

Castiel let out a soft coo as he run his fingers through Sam’s hair. “I am here Sam and I am never letting you go. Do you hear me Lucifer, Sam is mine and you will never harm him again.”

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And the angst was brought. This is f**king beautiful 💙

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