1. A discussion with Castiel about her father, thereby confirming once an for all, that Jimmy is in fact in heaven and not still in Cas’ vessel.
2. A way to save Castiel because Claire should have some of his residual grace inside of her.
LET’S HOPE SHE ISN’T KILLED OFF
We are not so different.
I love this, we are all just occupying different forms
this is the coolest f*cking thing
this is so important
Asked by lisadeadwards
We went to this burger place for lunch (turned out to be a drag bar which was shitty in other ways) but the walls were papered with rolling stones covers and it just really becomes obvious when you see lots of magazine covers next to each other that men are treated as people and women are treated as objects.
THIS PROVES MY POINT SO HARD IT SMASHES YOU IN THE TEETH
GOSH DARN IT I HOPE YOU FEEL THE SLAP IN YOUR FACE
Castiel looked around the room hurriedly, checking for anything he’d left behind. He was expecting Dean back at any moment. His feet moved faster, cleaning and cleaning, hoping with every fiber of his new humanity that he wouldn’t be caught. He’d just thrown the last bit of evidence into the trash…
You have chosen B, Excellent choice!
Dean moved closer, an innocent smile on his face but Castiel wasn’t fooled, he knew that he’d been caught. Damn his humanity and the ability to clean things with a single thought that he no longer possessed. As an Angel he could have sanitized the whole damn room in a split second, but now he’s nervously twitching hoping that Dean doesn’t find out his secret.
"Cas, what’s that?" Dean asked, it was clear he thought he deserved an explanation. While Castiel was inclined to agree, he still didn’t want to give one.
"Oh, that.. I cut myself.. chopping something, earlier..I ‘ll get it cleaned up right away, Dean. My apologies." Castiel cursed himself for not having a more suave personality, and instead fumbling over his lies like a toddler.
Cas watched as Dean dipped his finger against the red liquid and brought it up to his mouth. Anxiety coursing through him like adrenaline after a hunt, or hunger in the morning.
"That’s not blood, Cas." Dean said, his head hanging a little in disappointment.
"I understand that you’re concerned for me Dean, but as a human who can no longer "flit off" as you like to call it, I do still desire a small amount of privacy. This doesn’t concern you."
"Dam right it concerns me, last time you were keeping secrets from me Cas, I had to watch your body burst into a million different pieces and spent the better part of a year ganking stuff in Purgatory just to get you back." Dean’s arms moved stiffly to cross his chest, his face stubborn and his expression tired. It seemed that the man just would not cut himself a break despite the fact that Castiel was perfectly capable of taking care of himself for a few hours.
What does Castiel do next?
A.) Huff and leave the room, acting scorned that Dean would mention the past.
B.) Try to lie again, hoping this time the hunter would let it go.
C.) Tell the truth and ruin the surprise he’s been working on for months.
D.) Pray to any God who may be listening that Sam would interrupt them with details of a hunt, the job being the only thing that would distract Dean enough for him to make a break for it.
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