[ There is a lot about their world that Cas has absolutely no desire to go back to, and the only thing he would want to go back for is already right in front of him. But... not all his memories of "home" are bad. If he had a Heaven, that memory would be there, with the rest of them.

This one... not so much. He sighs, looking at Dean, gratitude (love, really, always, even in frustration) battling with the more usual cocktail of euphoria and depression. ]

You came to me about him, Dean. And you're not the first one, but you're the one who knows him best. So, you tell me. Do you think Sam needs a shrink? Or do you think he's Sam sans Humanity?