Chapter 7:

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     It had been a week and Dean hadn't heard from or seen Castiel since the incident. He was starting to get worried. Dean had made up his mind, he was going to summon the angel. 

     "I pray that Cas gets his feathery ass down here." Dean prayed. "I'm sorry, Dean." Castiel says, appearing behind him. "What the hell, man? What is with all of these voices in my head and the Lilith and what the fuck are Leviathans?" Dean questions. "I should have explained this to you at the bar. I was in a rush. I am so sorry, Dean." Castiel says, looking down at his shoes like a 5 year old getting scolded. "Its fine, dude. Let's not have any chick flick moments though." Dean says with a slight smile. 

     "To answer all of your questions, Metatron; he is the scribe of God. He is trying to close the gates of Heaven and Hell. Among many other things, he has also taken some of my grace." Castiel says looking a little faint. "Shit! Man, are you okay?" Dean asks. "I'll be fine. It's not me you need to be worrying about right now anyways." Castiel says, starting to shiver. "Sit down." Dean instructs Castiel, helping the angel sit on the bed. "I kept this. I didn't know if you'd want it back." Dean says, handing Cas the trenchcoat. "I washed it too. I got all of the blood off." Dean says, chuckling. "Thank you, Dean." Cas says, putting on the trenchcoat. 

     "So, why am I hearing the voices in my head if it's Metatron's fault?" Dean asks. "It has to do with the gates of Hell closing. Those are the souls that will be trapped in Hell for all eternity if the gates close." Castiel says. "Gotcha." Dean says, looking kind of pale. 

     "I'm going to get a beer." Dean says, standing up and clearing his throat. "Do you want anything?" "Can you do me a favor?" Cas asks. "Sure, Cas." "Could you just lie here with me?" Castiel  asks, lying back on the bed. "Y-Yeah. O-Okay." Dean stammers, blushing. Castiel smiles and scoots over to make room for Dean. Dean lies down on the bed and cuddles up next to Cas. Dean immediately falls in love with the smell of spiced honey and angel wings that lingers on Castiel's trenchcoat. 

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