Castiel shows up for Jack, a few weeks after he leaves Cardiff following Ianto’s death. In a battered, dark parking lot in Detroit, “Moon River” plays itself on a rock station on Jack’s jeep. Two old friends waltz, never speaking. Jack doesn’t weep, hasn’t yet, though misery paints itself over every stroke of his being. If his grip on Castiel is a little tighter than comfortable, the angel doesn’t seem to notice.
For now, neither one blames the other. The world’s children were saved at the cost of ninety-six people, Ianto among them, and if one of them failed, they both failed the same.
When it’s over, they’ll have very little to say to one another, so instead of searching for words, they keep on dancing. The radio obligingly plays waltz after waltz.
The radio station never does figure out how a classic dance station from Portland, Oregon hijacked their frequency.