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*HIT* I was on my knees trying to snap Cas out of whatever was going on with him.
“Fight this Cas.” *PUNCH* I knew it wasn’t him. *SMACK* I knew there was something wrong.
“You want it? Take it, but you’re going to have to kill me first. Come on you coward. Do it. Do it!” I yelled.
Cas continued to hit me, but I could sense that he was coming through. He seemed confused and kept repeating the name Naomi. I took a chance.
“Cas, Cas. I know you’re in there, I know you can hear me Cas.” I’m getting desperate at this point and I wish I didn’t sound so pathetic.
“It’s me Cas, we’re family. We need you” I hesitate before saying the next thing that pops into my head, but its 100% true.
“I need you. Cas. Cas.” I’m all but begging for him to still be there. I’m all but praying that my best friend can hear me.
He holds his angel blade above us both and yet the swing doesn’t come. He’s stopped entirely. A sharp clatter of metal against stone tells me he’s dropped the blade and he reaches for the angel tablet. A blinding white light and Cas is back to staring at me. He leans down slowly, and I can’t help but flinch away from his hands. All my cuts and bruises have been healed.
“I’m so sorry Dean” he mutters.
“What the hell just happened” I ask bewildered. I’m thrilled that he’s back of course, but I have to understand what just went down a few minutes ago. Cas helps me up from the ground and begins to explain.
“Naomi has been controlling you since you got out of purgatory?” I ask. He confirms my question.
“Well, what the hell broke the connection?” For a minute I look into his eyes and I can see understanding, I can see kindness and for one minute, I think I can see love. It scares the crap out of me and yet it doesn’t. Without thinking I step forward slightly and grasp Cas’s shoulder.
I suddenly realise that Cas has started talking again. Too late, I think. I was too late.