Sam was getting antsy because there hadn't been any movement from Castiel in the house. There'd been shouting a time or two, but nothing that Sam or Dean could make out without being a lot closer than they are. That bad feeling that Sam's had all weekend has only gotten worse, though, to where Sam's nearly pacing the house.
Dean's there when the text comes through, a surprise to them both that it's from Castiel and not Kevin. But the text itself is more than enough to put them both in motion. The fact that Jason is out of the house is a good thing, because they don't even pause before making their way across the street, using a key that Sam and Dean may have surreptitiously copied from Castiel the last time they'd actually seen each other to get into the house.
It's the smell that gets them first. The scent of blood and violence that they're both far too acquainted with. Sam tears forward, Dean right behind him as they search the house.
When they find Castiel, neither of them can speak for a moment. Then Sam grits his teeth. "Call Kevin," he finally says. "Tell him to drive out here right away."
They needed Castiel out of the house. He doesn't need to ask Dean, though, if he wants to stay to deal with Jason as well.
As Dean steps away to make the call, Sam steps to the side of the bed and sits down, taking Castiel's phone from his hands and then taking his hands. "Cas. Cas, nod if you can understand me."
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Date: 2014-07-06 04:54 pm (UTC)Dean's there when the text comes through, a surprise to them both that it's from Castiel and not Kevin. But the text itself is more than enough to put them both in motion. The fact that Jason is out of the house is a good thing, because they don't even pause before making their way across the street, using a key that Sam and Dean may have surreptitiously copied from Castiel the last time they'd actually seen each other to get into the house.
It's the smell that gets them first. The scent of blood and violence that they're both far too acquainted with. Sam tears forward, Dean right behind him as they search the house.
When they find Castiel, neither of them can speak for a moment. Then Sam grits his teeth. "Call Kevin," he finally says. "Tell him to drive out here right away."
They needed Castiel out of the house. He doesn't need to ask Dean, though, if he wants to stay to deal with Jason as well.
As Dean steps away to make the call, Sam steps to the side of the bed and sits down, taking Castiel's phone from his hands and then taking his hands. "Cas. Cas, nod if you can understand me."