Whatever-chan

Heal Castiel is wandering alone in his favourite heaven, displaying a large garden in a Tuesday afternoon. The weather there was nice and his trench coat subtly moved in the gentle wind. He’s trying to think of strategies on how to make the next move in the on going civil war in Heaven, but his thoughts are constantly interrupted. He sits down on a bench and lets out a heavy sigh. Whenever he’s trying to concentrate his thoughts always unconsciously wanders off to the hunter down on earth and today is no exception. How is Dean doing? Is he on a job? Is he safe? Thoughts like that always occupied his mind and every time Dean calle