"Not really less things wanting that. We're just harder to find these days." The protection sigils that Castiel had put on their ribs. The protection magic that Gabriel had given him now. Plus the fact that the Men of Letters' bunker was about as secure as possible. "I mean, there's still the usual who want our heads."
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Date: 2014-05-04 11:34 am (UTC)