New SuperWood headcanon: Jack reads human!Cas to sleep.
Cas has a number of troubles that converge to keep him awake. Drugs help, but everyone in Torchwood – by experience now – acknowledges that Castiel and heavy meds are a bad mix.
One night, feeling hollow and wrecked from weeks of sporadic insomnia, Castiel slumped on the office couch. Nearby, Jack read off an article about a new piece of Chinese space exploration equipment. Something about the Mandarin, the cadence, Jack’s voice, or the soft constant sound against the silent Hub, Castiel didn’t know. But he woke up fifteen minutes later at Jack’s gentle nudging.
“Come on, Castiel. You’re gonna wake up with knots the size of terriers, you sleep here.”
Not long after, Castiel was cocooned in blankets and propped against Jack’s chest. Jack – on a whim – asked to read Castiel the rest of the article.
It worked.
They’ve worked their way through shelves of books, in a number of languages. This month it’s a Russian text on Siberian Faeries from the Men of Letters catalog – sent special delivery by the Winchesters.
A note from Sam tucked inside slyly hints that thickening Jack’s pronunciations might work to his advantage, later.
cas going back in time to meet fourteen-year-old sam in an empty church
because he just wants to show sam that angels are real
and that they haven’t all abandoned him or forsaken his faith in them
and that even though the road ahead is hard and at every turn sam will be told that he’s not good enough, that he was born to darkness, that he can’t be saved
there is someone
a divine being
a messenger of god
who loves him
and believes in him
and always will
no matter what
