Cas glanced at the clock on the wall. An hour had gone by and they hadn’t heard from Jo or Meg.
“I’m sorry, buddy” Dean said, a little too chipper. Cas shot him a furious look and Dean swallowed. “Maybe if you just get some sleep, then I’ll take care of dinner. And don’t come up with the ‘I can’t eat, when Meg’s not around’ crap. You have to eat”
Cas shrugged wearily. “Fine, then, if you insist” he mumbled and he stood. When he walked around the table he quickly bagged Sam’s phone, which Sam had left on the table.
He took the phone to his room and put it on the...
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