((And because i can i have to write a whole thing for it. I’m bad at doing that….))*coughcough post8x23*
Castiel looked up at the Impala hearing it pull up in the dirt driveway, seeing Sam and Dean emerge from it. He hadn’t seen them yet. Not since the fall. He’d been gone for… Over a month since he’d last seen or heard from them, and then that was just before he caused all his siblings to end up falling from heaven. He’d finally see his friends. Only friends. His family again. And they looked terrible. Tired and and beat up.
He had immediately stood up staring up at the two with wide blue eyes. The trenchcoat and suit and tie he’d always had gone and replaced by other clothing. Castiel was up and already by Dean within a couple minutes of seeing the Impala up and had his arms around Dean in a gentle hug, making sure to try and not to harm him mutterin quiet apologies.