You'd like that. It's what you crave, isn't it? An end to your suffering, an end to your misery. An end to your failure.
[ Castiel came closer, looming over Dean. He stared down at him, quietly, looking dangerous, and then he crouched down beside him, laying one hand right in the center of his chest. He cocked his head, smiling. ]
I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to make you suffer, and then I'm going to send you back to Sam. If you want out, you're going to have to fix it yourself, once you get back home. When you remember all these dead people, and how you failed to save them, how you failed to provide any kind of help at all.
[ He curled his fingers tight against Dean's shirt collar, and pulled him up, slamming his fist into his face once, twice, three times, before on the fourth time yanking him just a little higher, pulling Dean's face close to his own. ]
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[ Castiel came closer, looming over Dean. He stared down at him, quietly, looking dangerous, and then he crouched down beside him, laying one hand right in the center of his chest. He cocked his head, smiling. ]
I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to make you suffer, and then I'm going to send you back to Sam. If you want out, you're going to have to fix it yourself, once you get back home. When you remember all these dead people, and how you failed to save them, how you failed to provide any kind of help at all.
[ He curled his fingers tight against Dean's shirt collar, and pulled him up, slamming his fist into his face once, twice, three times, before on the fourth time yanking him just a little higher, pulling Dean's face close to his own. ]