Siraya

It was too late when Castiel finally figured out who the Trickster truly was. He'd been tossed against the wall so easily, like an angel was nothing for a Trickster to manipulate. Which was improbable. Castiel was about to vocalize, to warn Sam and Dean of the danger they were facing, when the duct tape trapped his words. Castiel felt it then. The trickle of nostalgia, familiar, home, brother. The one who taught him to fight, to watch, to care, so long ago. Gabriel's grace touches his briefly, Castiel's own weakening power flaring up at the contact, his eyes widening in a very human gesture. "Gabriel," He whispers through his grace, a t

Sam had nightmares, he always did, but never when Dean was in the same bed as him. At the moment, however, Dean was out, and Sam was having nightmares. He woke up frightened and wide-eyed looking around the room. He ran a hand over his face and let out a shaky sigh. Sam had not had any of the nightmares since he and Dean had started sharing a bed and he always felt safe and secure but now… Now he wasn't sure that he would be able to sleep alone… At least that was until he saw Castiel. Lucifer had held true to his word, and Sam was allowed to go outside. The sun felt warm on Sam's face, a genuine smile gracing his lips as he glanced