[ Faith and loyalty mean everything to him. When there was no escape and death his only option, it was these ideals that stayed with him in his last stand against an insurmountable foe. It wasn't trust or hope but a leap of faith that instigated his fall. He turned his back on Heaven, the angels, and everything he ever believed in with nothing but his faith to clutch onto. So, when different iterations of the same man passed him by. Or when this Dean came at him angry and ready to fight. When he drew a line in the sand between them, his faith remained firm. It wasn't trust or some misguided hope that they'd ever be more than comrades. Faith was the bond that linked him to Dean and loyalty was the only logical outcome.
Castiel had faith in Dean. He had faith in Sam, and now, Jack too. That spark that started with Dean had grown. The feeling he doesn't know how to describe other than loyalty spread beyond its initial source. The same driving force to protect Sam and Jack blurred the line between friend and foe drawing out what should have stayed hidden. It wasn't his intention to hurt him and it was only catching the turmoil stirring within the soul that curbed the spark of anger and buried the angel back in its vessel. Regaining control was never easy but catching the look of defeat on Dean's face hastens his retreat back into the abyss allowing for logic to take over. ]
Tell me what happened.
[ He tells him, letting go of his arm. He doesn't want to hurt him. Not again. ]
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Castiel had faith in Dean. He had faith in Sam, and now, Jack too. That spark that started with Dean had grown. The feeling he doesn't know how to describe other than loyalty spread beyond its initial source. The same driving force to protect Sam and Jack blurred the line between friend and foe drawing out what should have stayed hidden. It wasn't his intention to hurt him and it was only catching the turmoil stirring within the soul that curbed the spark of anger and buried the angel back in its vessel. Regaining control was never easy but catching the look of defeat on Dean's face hastens his retreat back into the abyss allowing for logic to take over. ]
Tell me what happened.
[ He tells him, letting go of his arm. He doesn't want to hurt him. Not again. ]