Title: The what?
A smile you can feel and a bitchface you can hear
I’m the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition. I’ll find some way to redeem myself to you. I mean it, Dean. You have fallen in every way imaginable. Don’t make me lose you, too. What’s the matter? You don’t think you deserve to be saved. I was there. Where were you? I gave everything for you, and this is what you give to me?! Dean and I do share a more profound bond. Sorry, you have me confused with the other angel. You know, the one in the dirty trench coat who’s in love with you? Hello, Dean. Sorry, but I’d rather have you. Cursed or not. I’m not leaving here without you. Understand? I learned my lesson while I was away, Dean. I serve Heaven, I don’t serve man, and I certainly don’t serve you. So what, I’m Thelma and you’re Louise and we’re just gonna hold hands and sail off this cliff together? These are not just monsters, Dean, they’re Leviathan! I have a price on my head, and I’ve been trying to stay one step ahead of them, to—to keep them away from you. That’s why I ran. Just leave me, please. I’m hunted, I rebelled, and I did it, all of it, for you. Cas, it’s me. We’re family. We need you. I need you. I don’t need to feel like hell for failing you, okay? For failing you like I fail every other godforsaken thing I care about. I don’t need it! We’ve been through much together, you and I.
Title: THIS SONG SHOULD'VE PLAYED WHEN THE ANGELS FELL
I’m crying again. Fuck you.