Ree

basiacat asked: Cas and "Love is not a victory march/It's a cold and it's a broken hallelujah."

Love and loyalty and devotion and trust, they were all concepts he associated with one thing, with one being, until humans took him in; they showed him how they loved with free will and stupidity and suspicion, but it was still love, still so pure, still so raw that at times he feared it eclipsed all those feelings he clung to towards his own father, all those sentiments he had for his angelic brothers and sisters, all of them redefined by this new, foreign feeling that carried an unnerving twinge of doubt and defiance.