Tag: torchwood

jazzforthecaptain:

But Castiel as a Torchwood deputy leader though, years down the road. Surviving crucibles of pain and loss both similar and dissimilar to those of his past. Watching Jack, learning how to be a true leader, rather than an impressionable Garrison’s Mockingjay. Discovering that many of his team mates not only enjoy but respond to touch, and thus giving out hugs and shoulder squeezes and interlacing hands in a way that would have made Sam proud. Castiel learning his team, learning their strengths, their pasts; earning their loyalty. Putting his faith in a cause to protect the world he loves. Giving Jack a moral compass and a compassionate second voice. Going off the fucking chain and having to be hauled back in by the people he so fiercely believes in. Discovering he can control that first introduction, he can be the person he wants to be with the team. Emphasis on *person,* not weapon, not monster. Losing everything but Torchwood and Jack. Losing Jack for a while, sometimes a long while, and getting him back. Rebuilding. Again and again, finding hope and a cause and a reason to go on. Cleaning the singe off of love, off of faith, and marching back into the fray. Finding a new cause, always fighting for the good. Making misguided decisions, making angry calls, being too tired and too hurt to go on; paying the price. Being bigger than himself, bigger and bigger, until his name inspires hope and fear and sometimes hate and worship. Not just on this earth, but out among the stars, for as long as there’s a Jack Harkness, and as long as the need goes on.

And never forgetting the Winchesters; his two boys, his old drunk, for as long as the stars endure.

I have too many feels today.