Sam grins at him. "No, I didn't include your uncle in the arrangement. There's a guest that should be arriving soon. He really should have been here by now--"
He's cut off by a knock at the door.
"I got it," Dean says, as he's seated closest to the door out of the dining room. Once he leaves the room, Sam gets to his feet, one hand on Castiel's shoulder as he waits.
The man who returns with Dean is a good several inches shorter than the older Winchester, with blond hair and hazel eyes that look almost golden amber in the light of the house. He's young, maybe three or four years older than Castiel himself, more of an age with Sam himself.
Sam grins, looking down at Castiel. "Castiel. I'd like you to meet our silent partner in the Winchester Agency. Gabriel Novak."
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Date: 2014-11-20 12:35 am (UTC)He's cut off by a knock at the door.
"I got it," Dean says, as he's seated closest to the door out of the dining room. Once he leaves the room, Sam gets to his feet, one hand on Castiel's shoulder as he waits.
The man who returns with Dean is a good several inches shorter than the older Winchester, with blond hair and hazel eyes that look almost golden amber in the light of the house. He's young, maybe three or four years older than Castiel himself, more of an age with Sam himself.
Sam grins, looking down at Castiel. "Castiel. I'd like you to meet our silent partner in the Winchester Agency. Gabriel Novak."