Another Life / Book Ten / The Life Series / Supernatural

Our Little World

Castiel was in the bunker's library, watching TV.

I was holding Aiden, walking toward him.

"It literally doesn't matter.'

"Well, we're gonna get to all the results in just a second. We're gonna start with, uh... Let's go back to our first story. Uh, Louis, Silla, and Edwin."

"Cas," I told him. Castiel looked up. "How you doing, buddy?"

"Oh, I'm fine," Castiel answered. "Find anything on Metatron?"

I shook my head. "No. You?"

Castiel shook his head. "No."

"We did a DNA text on Louis."

"Uh, nothing on angel radio," Castiel told me.

"How long's it been since you left the bunker?" I asked.

"Oh, why would I leave?" Castiel asked. "I've got everything I need right here?"

I looked at the TV. "Wait. Is that... Are you seriously watching 'Jenny Jones'?"

"It's a rerun," Castiel told me. I sighed. "She's just about to announce the paternity results."

"You are the father."

Castiel rolled his eyes, looking exasperated. "Jenny, he is not read to be a father."

I looked at Castiel awkwardly. "Okay. I--I--I thought you were going with socially acceptable binge watching. Uh, you know, 'The Wire', 'Game of Thrones'."

"Yeah, well, a man can't live on caviar alone, Ness," Castiel told me.

I rolled my eyes, nodding. "Okay." My phone rang. I pulled it out, answering. "Yes, Dean?"

"Remember our friend Len?"

"Uh, soulless, took the rap for all the murders Len?"

"Yeah. He's dead. Other than that, the trail to Amara is a dead end, and we're in the dark here, Ness. We need you back in the game? Okay? Seems insane to leave our genius huntress on the bench. We would ask Cas, but we know he's still healing from Rowena's spell."

"Yeah, he's doing good, but not in the best shape. All right, I'll be there soon." I hung up, standing, walking toward Castiel. "Hey, can you stay here and keep an eye on Aiden? They just called. They need some help, all right?"

Castiel took Aiden from me. "All right."

I walked over to the other table to get my jacket. "All right, baby formula's in the kitchen, and I know that you know how to do all of this stuff, all right? And--"

"Ness, go," Castiel told me. "He'll be fine."

I pulled on my jacket, smiling a small, grateful smile. "Call me if you have any questions or need anything. Thanks, Cas."

I walked out, leaving.

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Len had been killed by a demon, and a girl named Goldie had gotten her soul sucked out, so another demon tried to kill her.

Sam and Dean had caught the demon before he could and brought him to a motel room.

The demon was tied to a chair within a devil's trap, a brown hood over his face.

I met them there. "So, Crowley and Amara, huh? Figures that the king of Hell would take the Darkness under his wing."

Dean pulled the brown hood off of the demon's head. "Rise and shine, buttercup. Now... about what you were saying..."