Okay, but does anyone else see an enraged Castiel fifty miles away from the bunker, hauling ass back to Lebanon because he made a promise? He was with Sam, willing to be by his side during his time of need, and an unknown intruder zapped him away–ripped him away from Sam.
Castiel whispering under his breath apologies, asking (demanding) the driver for the fiftieth time to drive faster, willing the engine to push its limits. Cas giving the driver clipped answers, replaying the scene in his head. Sam by his side, blinding light, a bent road sign marking CURVE AHEAD, headlights coming and going, and–can’t this vehicle go any faster?
Castiel redialing Sam’s number and listening to Sam’s voice tell him for the fifteenth time to leave a message. Cas forcing himself to concentrate, to control his true voice because the small crack on the driver’s windshield wasn’t there before. Millions of scenarios, strategies, and what ifs resonating with his grace because he promised.
*wraps self back in blanket*