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Angel Radio

"Wow. Nice place." Sam said as he sat down at the small bar.
"Thank you!" Carlos said, walking behind the bar, "can I get you anything?"
"Just a little beer." Sam said.
"Coming right up." Carlos turned to look through his large selection of alcoholic beverages.

Cas was looking around at the nice, white furniture when suddenly his eyes widened.
"Cas, you okay?" Sam asked, turning around on his barstool.
"I-I'm fine I- it's just hard to concentrate with all these voices."
"Is he okay?" Carlos asked.
"Wait, angel radio?" Sam asked.
"Yes. It-it just switched on suddenly and everyone is talking- everyone. It's deafening. I-." Cas sat down on a white sofa. Sam got up and walked over.
"Hey, can you understand what they're saying?"
"Barely. It's all so jumbled- I think they mentioned Dean. I-I don't know." Cas said.

Sam perked up.
"Okay, we need to know what they're saying. Can you join the conversation?"
"If you could even call it that but yes." Cas said and closed his eyes. It was silent. Sam stood there and stared in suspense. A good 5 minutes passed and Cas opened his eyes again.
"What's going on??" Sam asked, a bit frantically.
"It seems Dean has ended up in a cherubim layer." Cas said.
"What? Cherubim as in God's throne bearers?" Sam questioned.
"Yes. Ezekiel lost his reign on them and they've run wild and I'm guessing they teamed up with the things from the dog park."
Cecil visibly cringed.

"The cherubim are taunting Ezekiel- sending him images of...Dean. Near death." Cas said. Sam's breathing sped up noticeably.
"We have to find him. Does Ezekiel know where the cherubim's are keeping Dean?" Sam said. Cas nodded.
"He does but..." Cas sighed, "he's being kept in a soul eater's nest. The cherubim have gotten control of them somehow." Sam frowned, more than he already was.
"Well, we just have to find a soul eater and have him bring us to the nest." Said Sam.
"No creature in their right mind would disobey a pissed off Cherubim."

Sam's frustration was showing.
"What about you two? Do you have any ideas??" Sam asked. Carlos shrugged.
"I may have an idea..." Cecil said.

Sam quietly entered the dog park, Cas watching from afar. Cecil came up with the plan but refused to show up and help put it in action. Carlos was at home, watching the map on his computer screen, the little dot on the map representing the tracking device that Cecil managed to get somehow. He claimed it could track anyone, anywhere.

Sam's hands were in his pockets, clutching the tracking device. It didn't take long for a shadowy figure to appear in front of Sam and start making the static noise. Cas started to translate.
"You fool, you fool, you have only one chance to leave here. Take it now." Cas shouted at Sam. The tall man stood his ground. The static noise became louder and Sam covered his ears.
"You cannot accomplish what you came here for. Your angel's translating is your only hope. Leave before the consequences come and devour you." Cas yelled.
"I can't hear you!" Sam yelled. Cas ran into the dog park and the figure's static got louder and it moved closer to Sam. Cas tackled Sam just as they disappeared. All was silent.

A few hours had passed and Cecil and Carlos hadn't heard anything from Cas and Sam. The tracker showed them to still be in the dog park. Carlos and Cecil brought their lapto and headed to the dreaded park.

Meanwhile, Cas and Sam were looking for Dean. They had successfully gotten in the nest and now they were relying on Cecil and Carlos to find a way to get them out.