April listened to his words they were idealistic, poetic, philosophical and hard to believe. She had hope in her heart but her rational mind couldn't help but fall deeper for this man in front of her, he seemed so passionate and genuine. Before she could stop herself she asked in a whisper, "Do you believe in love?"
She looked down hoping that he didn't hear her, that they were lost in the gentle wind and night sky.
Dean's heart warmed and he smiled at his angel, "I do… because I believe in you." He didn't feel the need to hold back. He had started to open up and so had she, they could heal each other.
