|Castiel is a better weapon (ofthursdays) wrote in wariscoming,|
@ 2013-03-25 20:11:00
|Entry tags:||castiel, ruby winchester|
Who: Castiel and Ruby
What: A super awkward car ride
Where: In Ruby's car
When: After Piffy's party
Rating: S for Super Awkward and Snark
Castiel had had a very harrowing day, so much so he was willing to accept a ride from Ruby when it came down to it thought it had ended with some good news among the confusion; he may get to keep his island. He hadn't meant to become so dependent on it but it was the only place, the only way, he had felt true peace, in that place, sand between his toes, water rushing over his feet. He had danced, there, alone on the beach where only the birds could see. No one knew. No one could say anything about it because it was just his and the thought that he could lose it had all but ruined the party for him in ways the confusion never could have but Peter had come through and given him hope and, so, as he stood outside the club with his hand brushing the back of his head self-consciously, he could breathe.
Ruby was not the quarter he expected help from. He knew one of his predecessors befriended her but he couldn't imagine that trust. In the end he felt threatened by her because she was, in effect, his replacement. She had taken on the role he once filled as the powered being in the Winchester corner, the one they trusted, the one they relied on. She was a reminder he was no longer needed as he had been and that he didn't really know how he fit anymore. He hoped learning to hunt would, at least, bridge that gap a little.
He even new it wasn't really this Ruby's fault but that didn't change the association or the feeling he was outside of something that meant more to him than anything else he'd experienced for a long time. Something he'd never intended to stay to watch. He was meant to be in Heaven, or he was meant to be dead, but limbo? This strange in between? What was his place? he wondered as he waited for Ruby to collect him, leaning against the wall in the dark in his ill-fitting clothes trying not to think too much about what he had just sat through and how it had made him feel. He decided he needed a shower as soon as he return to his neglected apartment.