He lifted a hand to press to her cheek. He let out a sigh when she spoke. She was in pain, but she was alive and that was good. The demon that was in her could have killed her long before Castiel ever found out she was possessed. Then she would not have lived after the demon exiting her body.

It occurred to him that his heart was racing away in his chest. He had never been this afraid for anything. He had been scared when he stood before the tear in reality and hurled himself into it, but he was not nearly as frightened as he was right now. "I'm sorry about that. My plan was not well thought out."