Oh. [Great, even the doctor is a child. What are they going to do?]
Yes, the angel. Are there other people here named Castiel? [He's a little cranky.]
I keep breaking lightbulbs and I think I broke someone's #1 Dad mug, but I bet they weren't really number one, anyway. Dads are stupid. I can't seem control it. I don't know what to do.
Dean died. [Keep up, Bruce!] I can't fix it this time and I can't fix Sam, either, and I keep breaking things. I want to go home.
[He's not sure where home is anymore. It's not Heaven and it's not anywhere he's been after that. Maybe it's a 1967 Chevy Impala or maybe it's just wherever Dean is, but none of those things are here. Either way, something behind him creaks and falls apart and Castiel just deflates..]
[Who's Dean? But there's a tiny kid who needs a hug, and Bruce is ready to give it. And maybe meditation lessons to a... six year old? Seven year old? Tiny angel?]
I know. I know, it's hard to lose someone. Where are you?
Well, if Loki says it, it must be true. [Bruce, don't snark the tiny sad child. He can't turn it off; sorry. He pinches his nose and tries to get a handle on himself.]
Where's your room? We can meet and you can tell me all about Dean. I never met him.
You didn't plan to do it the first time though, did you? [Nicer! Be nicer. He rubs his hands in front of him and moves past the littlest angel into his room.]
No. [He shakes his head.] Dean wasn't an angel. He was way better. He was the Righteous Man. He sold his soul to a demon to save Sam and then he went to Hell and I went to get his soul back. That's how we met. Then he tried to shoot me, but I'm an angel. [He rolls his eyes.]
He taught me how to choose for myself. Angels aren't supposed to do that, but I did and I chose Dean. [It was more complicated than that, but those were the important parts. Castiel chose Dean.] I did some bad things after that. I don't know if he forgave me for them before he...[He starts to tear up a little.]
Hey... Hey, little guy. What's your name?
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[Stranger danger!]
Right?
[Oh, no, what if Diana saw?]
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It is locked; you called me. I'm Bruce. I'm just... a little younger these days.
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Yes, the angel. Are there other people here named Castiel? [He's a little cranky.]
I keep breaking lightbulbs and I think I broke someone's #1 Dad mug, but I bet they weren't really number one, anyway. Dads are stupid. I can't seem control it. I don't know what to do.
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Dads are stupid. You said you think you can't control it because you're upset?
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[He's not sure where home is anymore. It's not Heaven and it's not anywhere he's been after that. Maybe it's a 1967 Chevy Impala or maybe it's just wherever Dean is, but none of those things are here. Either way, something behind him creaks and falls apart and Castiel just deflates..]
I want Dean.
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I know. I know, it's hard to lose someone. Where are you?
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[He's pouting again.] Dean isn't just someone. He's the most important person. He saved the world three whole times and Loki says he loved me, too.
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Where's your room? We can meet and you can tell me all about Dean. I never met him.
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I9. I'm up on the third floor. I can come down somewhere. It's a lot of steps for a human. I didn't like going up all of them when I was one.
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I'll be there soon, okay? [Soon turns out to be more like ten minutes because he can't rush, but then he's knocking on Castiel's door.]
Hey? It's Bruce.
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Hi.
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Hi, Castiel. Your room doesn't look too broken.
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[He scowls.]
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So, tell me about Dean. Was he an angel too?
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He taught me how to choose for myself. Angels aren't supposed to do that, but I did and I chose Dean. [It was more complicated than that, but those were the important parts. Castiel chose Dean.] I did some bad things after that. I don't know if he forgave me for them before he...[He starts to tear up a little.]
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