*SPN Castiel*

Raphael put the box inside a white vault. They had expected Anna to return to get it, not Dean Winchester. Fortunately they had trained Cas well in the years he’d spent with them and away from the Winchesters and مزید importantly from Meg Masters. Now if Naomi could get the other part of Cas back they would be able to fix him.
The sound of wings made him look up. Without turning around he knew it was Naomi who stood behind him.
“I hope all went well” he کہا in a questioning tone.
“I put Castiel in an artificial coma” Naomi confirmed. “If we can keep Dean Winchester here long enough...

Jimmy opened the door of the bedroom. He heard a voice that didn’t belong to Amelia. He snuck down the stairs until he had a clear view on the women, without being exposed. His wife was standing with her back towards him, which was good, because now he could see who the visitor was. He didn’t recognize her at first; she had dyed her hair. But when he heard her speak, he knew who she was.
“Let’s trade. Oh, and no police, یا Claire will be demon meat. I used to be a demon, I still have connections. So better دکھائیں up at this address with your hubby یا even better, send him alone. آپ have...

Mrs. Jones was cleaning the breakfast میز, جدول when someone rang the bell. She put the dishes on the dresser and walked to the front door. She opened and froze.
“You” she کہا weak when seeing Cas.
“Hello, Mrs. Jones” Cas کہا friendly. “Can I come in, please?”
“I…I don’t know, Mr…” Mrs. Jones stammered reluctant.
“Novak. Castiel Novak” Cas introduced himself. He nodded at Meg. “This is Meg Masters. She’s a close friend. Please, Mrs. Jones, I just want to talk to you”
Mrs. Jones sighed. “Fine, then” she کہا and she let them in. She led them to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ where...