[ It's an idea. Try to figure out what's going on, what went wrong, if Sam's soul really is here or...somewhere else.

But it's hard to think, with the hits he took settling in, the way Cas looks at him distractring him further, words pouring from his lips he never thought he'd say. ]

I don't wanna get rid of you, Cas.

[ He lets Cas touch him in ways he hasn't let anyone else in a long time, lets himself be coaxed closer, hands settling onto wood on either side of Cas, bracketing him in. ]

You gotta know that's mutual. No matter...no matter what we do to each other, I'll always come back to you. You're my home.