love and love

There’s something about the way Cas says his name like it’s a prayer, like it means everything, that makes him snap.“I’m not worth that! Not worth yanking Mom back into this—this messed up thing we call a life! Not worth upending the entire world for the thousandth time!”By the time the tirade is over, his chest is heaving like he’s followed Sam on one of his ridiculous runs. Of all things, that’s finally what earns him a response.“Of course you are.”Cas’s voice is measured, quiet, contemplating. He looks more like the rock of granite Dean met eight years ago than he has in months."What could possibly make you say that?" Dean snaps.After they all get back to the bunker, Sam and Mary have a conversation about Hell, and Dean and Cas talk some thing out.