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Dean leaned on the doorway facing Bobby's desk. He watched the older man flip through the pages in one of his countless books.

     "Find anything yet?" He asked, putting the beer bottle in his hand to his lips.  Bobby glanced up at him. Nodding his head, he looked back to his book, pointing to a part of the page.

       "Yeah, but none of it is making sense. Its written in some sort of weird language I can't read."  Dean's eyebrow twitched as he moved over to the desk.

     "Here, let me see." He motioned for the book, setting down his beer. Bobby handed it to him, and Dean looked down at the words scribbled onto a loose peice if paper stuck onto the page. "Wait," he started. "I remember seeing this somewhere."

      "I think Cas can read this." He announced as he set down the book.
       "Great," Bobby looked around. "If only he were here." He looked from below his hat at the man who had taken a seat across the room. They made eye contact before Dean rolled his eyes.

      "Im always the one to pray, aren't I?" He said under his breath.
     "Well the damn Angel only comes when its from you, boy." Bobby reminded him, making Deans heart miss a beat. Sighing, he closed his eyes.

       "Hey, Cas. I know you're busy and all but we've got this message I think you can read;" Dean opened one eye and looked around. No Angel to be seen. "Please, dude. I need your help."

The sound of feathers moving sounded from behind Dean.

"Hello Dean." The man wearing a trench coat adressed him.
    "Hey Cas. Nice seeing you." Dean spoke to the man. Castiel nodded in reply to Dean's hello.

       "What is it I need to read for you?" He asked. Dean looked up, and pointed over to Bobby. Castiel walked over and picked up the note. "You're right, this is written in an angelic language. It says that-"
Castiel stopped. Dean made a confused face at him.

"It says....? What exactly?" He asked. He stood up as Castiel tore the note from the page and stared at it. "Cas?"

"I'll be back, Iv'e got someone I need to speak to." And with the sound of wings flapping he was gone. Dean slumped back down in his seat. Bobby looked at the book Castiel had dropped. He grumbled.

"Damn idjit tore the page."
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