Castiel listened and even though it was Ruby's voice speaking, he heard the words of his brothers as they lined up behind the Morningstar. Talk of glory and wonder. Beautiful lies.
"Sam."
His voice was rough as he ground out just the name before he looked at her. "His name's Sam. You don't have the right to call him Sammy." It just felt wrong to him, hearing the name from the lips of anyone other than a Winchester. It was their name for him, twisted into something else.
"You claim to care while you worked to condemn us all," he shook his head, his eyes still wet with tears. "Everything Azazel did, everything Lilith did. Kidnapping the children, the torture. She was working with Alastair and we all remember the mini hell in Los Angeles he created. These were the ones you allied yourself with in the name of my brother and you honestly thought that could ever lead to something good?"
He let out a long, slow breath as his head fell back. He felt just bone achingly tired.