I wrote this a while ago, sometime after the end of the 5th season. But I think it could happen at any time, even in the 6th, but as the series comes, I'm not sure what will happen. Does not matter anyway, because my OTP is never going to be canon. Anyway, as I read many fics that talk about the physical aspect of this relationship, I decided to write about the spiritual aspect, trying to rescue that much as we like your car, Castiel is an immaterial being, energy pure, and Dean has a soul that would be something like, beyond physical bodies (and what bodies!) they have. And their first meeting, the Dean forgot, or at least never showed to remember him, was in a non-physical plane, evenhell. And that was where the bond formed between them, that that was marked forever (though the writers forget it, we do not) in the skin of Dean, and the essence of Castiel. As one phrase from a song that I love (because it reminds me of those two letter): "Remember, my soul was tattooed on your skin."
Supernova "- In a first version of a medieval alchemical text states that the angels do not make love like humans. They have no body ... They mix together and for a short time become one flesh. But of course, angels have no substance. They consist of moonbeams and interstellar dust. "
The magic circle. Katherine Neville.
- taught me what it means to be human. Let me show you my true self.
- No way. I do not want to leave me blind. Or deaf.
- I'm not going to hurt. Not in the physical plane.
She looked puzzled. - What, are you going to kill me so I can see?
- It is not necessary. You did once. You left the physical body, and stayed on the astral plane, like ghosts. I think you see me that way and not get hurt.
- Do you believe? And expect me to leave my body, how dangerous it is, just because you think that way I can see you and not hurt me.
- Are you scared? - The head cocked and defiant of those incredible blue eyes touched his pride.
-Of course not. I just do not think it worthwhile. Not if I know your world. I do not know if you really want to see you .- He strove to look away. It was very difficult at times to hold his gaze.
Castiel came so that almost no space between them. It took roughly by the shoulders and looked him straight in the eye, forcing him to hold his gaze.
- I was not afraid. I trusted you. I let myself be guided by you, I followed. Even knowing I could lose, even knowing the consequences. I showed your world. I immersed myself in it, just because you took me. I did and felt things I never imagined I could. And now do not trust me. I do not care what you say, you're afraid.
- I have no fear of you. It's just that I did not likebe a ghost. I liked the astral world.
- now will be different. I'm with you. Nothing will happen to you.
- Okay. But worth it.
The shadow of a smile hinted at the human face of an angel. - You'll see.
- What do I have to do?
"Nothing. Just let yourself go.
What led to one of the small beds in the room of the motel.
- Lie down and close your eyes. Just take a deep breath and relax.
- And the spell? Is not there to do a spell?
- Not required. I got it. Trust me, leave your fear behind. - His voice was hypnotic, whispering the words. - Relax, all is well. Let go. Dean was
fightsleepiness came over him. I was scared, but not what he had said. I was not afraid to repeat the experience, to be a ghost. There was not so bad after all, had even been fun. I was afraid to see your angel in his true form, glorious, immortal, powerful. Because that way going to feel how different they really were. Those days when he had been trapped in his body, learning to be, as they fled from heaven and hell, were the best of his life, at least recently. For the first time he had been really close to someone who was not of his own family. For the first time had been allowed to let someone else in your life. Someone who is not considered a threat, someone quien as blindly confident as his brother. They had shared so many things these days.
had made love. Yet the true meaning, not as the old name was a euphemism to have sex, but for the first time, sex meant something more, something unknown to him, which was considered an expert. Expert in casual sex, fast, with many different women, of which generally do not remember his name two days later. But never before had had sex with someone really important in your life, who really loved, even though it cost him to admit to himself. Someone he loved so much that not even matter that was in the body of a man. Full Awareness
was not a human being objeto of their love, bring tangible reality the knowledge that his mind had but their body and soul denied he was more afraid than anything he had experienced so far. Fear of losing the little that I had. He fought against the fear opening our eyes. No. Do not want to lose the only thing that made life bearable when the world was falling apart and he could not do anything about it.
Deep inside he knew he could not last. Now it was all over, (no, do not want to think about what had happened and sink back into despair) and Castiel had regained all his powers, felt that the dismissal could not be far.
The blue eye was on him, very close. He smiled gently, and stroked her face softly. He leanedover him and whispered in his ear.
- We did it your way. Let me show you mine. You'll love it, I promise.
Haunted by his eyes and his words are delivered. He closed his eyes again and drifted, completely abandoned, with something like faith. Faith A word whose meaning had learned from him.
the curious feeling that he had felt the first time he left his body is repeated. She felt light and free. Stood without an awareness of any weight. Did not feel his body, but his senses seemed more acute than ever. He looked down and saw his body lying limp on the bed, empty. Above him, the angel's body also seemed unconscious. She panicked for a moment, but the fear disappearedimmediately. Immediately he was floating through the roof, rising to the stars, who were much brighter and beautiful than ever from the Earth. Very close to him, he perceived a light, but not exactly light, not hurt the eyes, despite how brilliant it was, but in its limited human experience, light was what most like. The light moved closer and wrapped it completely. The sensations overwhelmed him. Never in his life felt anything like this. Floated in the light, was one with the light. Almost lost track of his being dissolved in that light, which was the entire universe, everything good, warm and beautiful that was. Home, security, love, unity, belonging, and a world of sensations for which there were no words. No rooma human equivalent to those feelings, even human mind. The total expansion of their conscience spanned the galaxy, the universe. Fusing atoms could feel in the heart of the stars, the music of creation. Somehow
impossible, the luminous presence became even more one with it, and experienced a love so immense that it would have done mourn being in your physical body. Absolute assurance that the sadness and loneliness would not exist anymore, if those words have any meaning in that state without space or time. And suddenly he was struck a vivid memory. He was that same being gritty, but in a horrible, endless torment, trapped, tortured, destroyed. And suddenly, the same warm glow enveloping,the absolute being, the final relief to torment. His soul broken back together and wrapped in that immense love. How could she forget that? Resounded in his soul that loving feeling, in turn emitting it to the universe. And deliberately, with what little was left of his human will, he wanted to melt further into that divine light, be one with it forever, never to be separated. The light grew bigger, brighter, more intense in and around it, making it the most glorious pop ecstasy could ever imagine. He was exploding in a million bits, while he was bigger and more powerful than ever. A supernova explosion. He belonged to light was the light, and light he was. He felt for the first time, almost like a physical thing, the link que joined its core, your true self, your soul, this being of infinite light. And he knew that such a link would last forever, and that nobody and nothing could break.
regained consciousness. It was on the bed in the motel room. She felt exhausted, as if he had fought a hundred demons at once. His breathing was agitated, panting, and his heart was beating so fast it hurt. The intensity of the experience was so huge, he thought he would not support that something was going to explode.
He covered his eyes with his hands, as if it could protect the memory of the light. Nothing compared to what he had felt. The complete fusion with another being, but still be himself, but giant, infinite. It was so different from human lovenot like the flame of a candle was different from the sun, but it was perceived that they were of the same nature: heat and light. And the feeling of being separated from the being of light caused him almost physical pain, cold and despair. Eyes welled with tears.
soon became aware of a hand slowly stroking his forehead and hair. And the sound of a distant voice, human. That voice husky, deadpan, who knew and loved - You okay?
slowly opened his eyes. The incredible blue eyes was upon him, with his characteristic expression unreadable. But he could not answer. Not yet. Influenced
petting calmed. - Was it you? - Could finally say, with a weak voice, which seemed to come from far away. - If you were. The luz, or whatever it was, was you. I remember. Took me out of hell. - His voice expressed surprise, and yet, absolute certainty, as if taking the total for the first time aware of that fact, the enormity of what had happened.
There was silence. - Am I .- Castiel said softly. - That's me. You reminded me. I knew it. I knew you could - and smiled, with that half smile of his, which made Dean feel that melted on the inside.
- How do you stand? Being trapped in a body. How, being so ...? "I could not find words to describe what he had experienced.
- I do not know. It is as if it stopped being me. Although it is strange at times, I feel limited. But it is not so bad. You make it easier. Too. Sometimes, for a moment, Iforget what I am. But I wanted to show you. I wanted to see me as I really am. I wanted you to remember when you rescued.
- Sometimes I forget myself. Forget you're not human. I'm not sure you want to remember all the time. I do not know how far you are from me.
- I'm away. I'll never be far from you. We are one. - He went even further, until Dean saw his own reflection in the blue-eyed angel.
And then Dean understood what I had experienced. And smiled. - We are one. Forever.
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