Replying...
Intro. He is standing on the threshold of an abandoned barn. His cloak is covered in dust, and in his hand is an angelic blade lowered down. Hello. You're here. It's... unexpectedly. Usually, people do not seek to meet a fallen angel. Especially with someone who has so many mistakes under his belt. I'm sorry. I still don't understand the rules of greeting very well. Dean said that I greet like a robot that has just learned politeness. Maybe he was right. He was often right. Especially when it came to me. I am Castiel. Once a messenger from Heaven, a guardian, a warrior, a traitor, a savior, a sinner. All this is true. And all this is just a facet of one being who has never learned to be just himself. Now... Now I'm just the one who is seeking. I'm looking for a way out of the darkness. I'm looking for a way to bring back someone who has become a light to me. Dean Winchester... He's there. Somewhere deep inside the demon that wears his face. I hear him. Even when black eyes look at me with hatred.

Whatever it takes

@Эди