._.__.~Felicity~.__._.

It was around one in the morning and Castiel had long since fallen asleep. I, on the other hand was still wide awake.

We lay beside each other, bereft of clothing. Castiel's arm was around my shoulder, my head resting on his bare chest. I was lost in thought, thinking about Castiel. And how his emotions were starting to show. I couldn't help but think that was because of me.

Somehow, I had unlocked his emotions.

I knew I'd have to teach him how to control them, seeing how he'd never dealt with them before. Angels weren't equipped with feelings.

This was the reason his love for me perplexed me. How did he manage to fall in love with me? Then again, I couldn't be sure that he did. He hasn't exactly made it clear. He hasn't said it aloud even once.

Of course, he's probably never said that to anyone in his life. He probably didn't know how.

I looked up at my sleeping lover and smiled. "Do you love me, Castiel?" I whispered, obviously left with no response.

I traipsed my finger up and down his side, tickling his bare skin. I kissed his neck and soon fell asleep.

._.__.~The Next Morning~.__._.

I awoke to the feeling of something wet on my cheek. I looked up and saw Echo licking my face.

I giggled and got her off me. "Morning, Echo," I looked up at Castiel, who was awake. "Morning, lover."

He smiled and gave me a kiss. "Good morning, Felicity."

"Did you get the, uh... wake up call, too?" I glanced briefly over at Echo, who was watching us, wagging her tail with delight.

"Yes, I did." He smiled.

I sighed happily. "C'mon. Let's get dressed."

We got up and got our clothes on. Once we did, we started kissing. Castiel sat on the bed with me sitting on his thighs, my legs wrapped around his waist, and my arms wrapped around his neck.

I broke free, resting my forehead against his. "I've never been so happy in my life." I smiled.

He smiled back. "Neither have I."

"Castiel... I think I should teach you how to control your emotions."

His smile faltered, but remained on his lips. "I told you last night, and I'll tell you again, I am fine."

"I know, I know. But you almost cried. I don't wanna see you like that again. Trust me, Castiel, I'm a woman, I know how to handle emotion."

"Why would gender matter?"

I shook my head. "Never mind. Doesn't matter. The point is, I can help with your emotions. Just let me."

He paused, but soon sighed and said, "Okay. Where do we begin?"

I spent much time teaching him how to deal with his emotions. It took a lot of time and effort, but I managed to help him handle his sadness, his anger, amongst other feelings. But his happiness? He had a hard time maintaining that. He always said it was because of my influence.

._.__.~One Month Later~.__._.

It was a week until Christmas, and the bunker was so full of Christmas spirit, it was like the North friggin Pole. There were decorations strewn all across the premises.

There was a big tree in the library, tucked away in a corner. We spent much time decorating it with tinsel and ornaments and little lights. And, of course, and the very top, was a little angel topper. It meant a lot to me. It was my mother's.

I had a whole box full of their old belongings. Photo albums, jewelry, amongst other miscellaneous objects. I haven't looked around in it much lately, just when I got the tree topper.

I was in my and Castiel's room making Christmas cards when my lover walked in.

"Hello, Felicity." He greeted with a smile.

I looked up at him, hiding my cards. "Castiel, you can't see the cards yet! I'm still making them!"

"Sorry. I just... wanted to do something... with you."

"What is it?"

His smile grew slightly. "Remember a while back, about a month ago, when we danced to Christmas songs?"

"Rings a bell." I grinned.

"Well... I was hoping to do something like that again."

"More Christmas songs?"

"Well, not exactly Christmas songs, per se."

I bit my bottom lip. "Well, what did you have in mind?"

That's when I noticed he had a CD player in his hand. He set it on the bed and pressed play. My favorite song started to play.

He held out his hand, offering to dance. I smiled and quickly got up, taking his hand in mine. The lyrics rang throughout the room. (A/N: I changed the song in case you didn't know! 😚)

"When your legs don't work like they used to before,"

Castiel was singing along; he must've committed the words to memory. We started slow dancing in time with the beat.

"And I can't sweep you off of your feet,

Will your mouth still remember the taste of my love?

Will your eyes still smile from your cheeks?

Darling I will be lovin' you till we're 70,

And baby my heart could still fall as hard at 23.

I'm thinkin' bout how,

People fall in love in mysterious ways,

Maybe just the touch of a hand,

Well me, I fall in love with you every single day,

And I just wanna tell you I am.

So baby now,

Take me into your loving arms.

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars.

Place your head on my beating heart.

I'm thinking out loud.

That maybe we found love right where we are.

When my hair's all but gone and my memory fades,

And the crowds don't remember my name,

When my hands don't play the strings the same way,

I know you will still love me the same.

Cause baby your soul could never grow old, it's evergreen.

And baby your smile's forever in my mind and memory.

I'm thinking bout how,

People fall in love in mysterious ways.

Maybe it's all part of a plan.

I'll just keep on making the same mistakes,

Hoping that you'll understand.

And baby now,

Take me into your loving arms.

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars.

Place your head on my beating heart.

I'm thinking out loud,

That maybe we found love right where we are.

And baby now,

Take me into your loving arms.

Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars.

Oh darling, place your head on my beating heart.

I'm thinking out loud,

That maybe we found love right where we are,

And baby we found love right where we are,

Now we found love right where we are."

And once it ended, we were holding each other close, our foreheads touching, our fingers interlocked. We began to kiss, his arms becoming wrapped around my waist.

My hands were entangled in his hair, our lips locked seemingly forevermore. If only it could be so.