Cas glanced at the clock on the wall. An heure had gone par and they hadn’t heard from Jo ou Meg.
“I’m sorry, buddy” Dean said, a little too chipper. Cas shot him a furious look and Dean swallowed. “Maybe if toi 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. toi have to eat”
Cas shrugged wearily. “Fine, then, if toi insist” he mumbled and he stood. When he walked around the table, tableau 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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