Date: 2022-02-12 05:45 pm (UTC)
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Yeah, I know that now. I knew that after. And then I went six months without you. And then I bit it.

( And then, he'd ended up here. And the Cas that had been in jail, that had befriended Poe, was not the Cas he remembered being sucked away into Oblivion. He was a Cas fresh off an attack dog spell courtesy of Rowena, a witch he'd mourned months before. A witch whose death caused a rift with his Cas. It's poetic in its' twisted humor. But, this place is all about twisted humor.

And now - does it count. Is this his Cas.

They're all Cas.

He can't help but think of the Castiel's off the assembly line, of Chuck's various universes. Of the Cas that never raised him from Hell, never knew him. But, this Cas knows him.
)

I don't know what kind of fair shake I can give you. People I love, they -- ( Even saying it. He remembers the conversation they had on his birthday, about Willow from Buffy, about discoveries. About this place. About not knowing - no. He knows what he likes. But, likes and loves aren't always the same.

But, it's complicated. Sexuality.
) Look, I never - not on the surface - never thought about my sexuality. It was a given. And, then eventually it was irrelevant. The world came first. Sam came first. You. Jack.
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