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A few days later

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A few days later. In a park. 

Dean was lying on a picnic table. 

I walked over to him and sat down on the bench. 

Sam walked overt to us " So, what, Cas is human? "

Dean sat up " Ish. I mean, he's got no Grace, no wings, no... harp, whatever the hell else he had. "

Sam" Okay. Where'd he crash-land? "

Dean"Called me from a pay phone from Longmont, Colorado. I told him just to make for the bunker. "

Sam" Well, you think he can handle a road trip like that? "

Dean"Well, Cas is a big boy. Things go Breaking Bad, he knows our number. Right now we got bigger worries. "

Sam"The fallen angels?"

 Dean" Yeah. I mean, thanks to Metatron, we now have a couple of thousand confused loose nukes walking around down here. "

Sam" What do you think they're gonna do? "

Dean shook his head "I got no damn clue. "

Sam"What about Crowley? You, uh... "

He drove a finger across his throat. 

Dean" I would've loved nothing better than to ice that limey bitch. But then I thought to myself, what would Sam Winchester do? "

Sam "I'd've stabbed him in the brain. "

I nodded. 

Dean" Oh.Well, I figured the King of Hell might know a few things, so why not Zero Dark Thirty his ass? "

We got off the table and went to the car.

Sam froze confused "Wait, so Crowley is... alive? "

Dean opened the Impala's trunk to reveal Crowley who was tied together in there with a devil's trap on the inside of the trunk to keep him in there. 

Dean joked "Oh yeah. He's the junk in my trunk. "

Sam nodded, impressed " Huh. "


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