"Dean-" Cas pushes Dean's hands away, lowering himself to his knees as well and pulling him close. Seeing Dean kneel in front of him like that apologizing, it makes his stomach roil because he remembers at one point asking for it. Never again, never again is Dean allowed to be on his knees in front of Castiel. Never.

"It's all right." Cas speaks into his hair and holds him tight, but for some reason he's still afraid. It feels as if Dean hasn't quite managed to escape from wherever the Leviathan had him just yet. "I'm fine. You made it back in time; I'm all right."