"My grace will return and beyond that I can learn to fix things. We hardly live beyond on our means as it is. I'm not sure either of us would know what to buy if we tried," Castiel says with a short sigh. He pushes himself up and wanders over to the kitchen, aware that he'd forgotten it was his night to cook and wonders if that is not itself a sign he is not quite as ready for true domesticity as he'd thought. Canned soup is hardly what he'd meant to prepare for Dean.
"I have this vision of us as old men on a porch somewhere, both human and happy. I suppose there is no need to rush it."
They can patch the wall and replace the windows and perhaps with enough time, he'll stop feeling so entirely shaken.
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Date: 2014-05-23 12:06 am (UTC)"I have this vision of us as old men on a porch somewhere, both human and happy. I suppose there is no need to rush it."
They can patch the wall and replace the windows and perhaps with enough time, he'll stop feeling so entirely shaken.