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╔═══════════════╗ vi.i am in the bible ! ╚═══════════════╝
THE THREE SUPERNATURAL hunters, and the one female angel huddled around the small television sitting in Bobby's living room. A banner spread across the screen that read, 'Breaking News: CBA News.' Shortly after the title floated away, a news anchor took its place. She had a smile plastered onto her face as she spoke into the microphone, "The sudden deaths of two-hundred religious leaders are currently under investigation. The Vatican has yet to issue a statement, but some are already calling this an act of God."
The camera paneled left to a blonde woman with a frantic on her face. "We all saw him. No beard, no robe. He was young, a-and sexy! He had a raincoat." Before she could finish her sentence, Dean walked up to the television, and pressed the off button.
"Definitely Cas." Sam muttered.
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ARIEL STEPPED OUT onto the porch of Bobby's house later that evening. She was met with the cluttered scenery of the junk yard located in the lot behind the home. Her eyes quickly caught sight of the two Winchester brothers on the other end. Dean was slaving away, back hunched over the engine and other under the shade of the hood. Sam stood beside the tool box, his arms crossed and his eyebrows furrowed.
The angel teleported herself there with only the sound of her wings flapping to mark her arrival. The sound of the radio muttering from beside the younger of the brothers was all she heard once she landed. "A freak lightning strike on the heels of the fire that burned down the Center for Vibrational Enlightenment earlier today," the announcer began. "This tragedy represents the largest loss in New Age motivational speakers."
"Motivational speakers?" Sam asked out.
Dean straightened his back, and glanced up at his brother. "I'm not sure new Cas gets the irony any better than old Cas. Of course, old Cas wouldn't smite Madison Square Garden just to prove a point. He is off the deep end of the deep end, and there's no slowing down."
"Tell me about it." Ariel muttered. She could not agree with any of the dicey decisions that her brother was making. Dean was right, and it pained her to think that because she didn't know how to stop him.
Sam hesistantly asked, "So, what? Try to talk to him again?"
"Sam." Dean warned with a shake of his head.
Ariel took a step towards the brothers and let out a sigh. They both snapped their attention to her as she said, "Dean, all we can do is talk to him. Maybe there's something we don't know."
