How can you end my affliction

[ofthursday]

Who: Castiel, Magneto, Chuck, Sam Winchester, maybe others
When: Night of February 8th
Where: HoA, maybe elsewhere
Summary: Castiel and Sam's not-so-secret secret comes out after a massive fight.
Warnings: Blood, violence, horrible decision-making, generally unpleasant subject matter. You're watching Supernatural.

Castiel's landing in the HoA was anything but graceful.

In fact, it really wasn't much of a landing as it was a controlled crash, the angel appearing from nowhere in a sound like shifting cloth and tangled feathers, followed shortly by a thump as he collapsed to the floor of one of the common rooms. He'd made it, just like last time; he was safe here, for now.

He couldn't begin to process trying to figure out what he was going to do, what might happen, how he was going to fix this. He couldn't even think about getting up, just laying in a heap and bleeding onto the carpet from a gash on his temple, half-soaked in water and shivering just slightly while he drifted in and out of consciousness.

Comments

[ofthursday]

[He doesn't notice, eyes drifting shut part of the way. He's exhausted again, and though he can force himself to remain awake he doesn't really want to.]

[magnetic_magpie]

[He notices Castiel's state of exhaustion, notes it, and gets up slowly so not to startle him.]

I'm going to go pull the blanket and mattress pad out. When you are up next, I'll change the bedding out.

[No arguing. His job.]

[ofthursday]

[His eyes open all the way when Michael moves, but the other is successful in not actually startling him and he relaxes again soon after. He doesn't bother to put up any protest at the statement, just giving a small nods.

It's a moment later, and he might almost look like he's fallen asleep before he speaks suddenly, quietly.]

Thank you.

[magnetic_magpie]

You're welcome. Rest well.

[And he'll let himself out, unless Castiel stops him.]

[ofthursday]

[Castiel doesn't respond or protest, falling asleep again almost immediately.]