A/N: I'd like to thank the Academy and also Cammie (Legit The Ninja)
Tired. Bone-aching weariness that settled in Dean's muscles and refused to release him. He tried stretching; he tried even tried taking a soothing bath. He tried to sleep but still the sweet escape evaded him. Finally he gave up and just laid there on the cheap motel sheets, half-naked and ghostlike. The yellow streetlamps outside threw light under the door, causing eery shadows.
Then, another shadow appeared. The shadow of a man. Dean, who had finally begun to slip into a light doze, jumped. "Cas!" he hissed, sounding both frustrated and relieved. The angel slowly walked forward, carpet whispering underfoot.
His voice, deep and gravelly as ever, growled out the words. "Hello, Dean."
tehn dena grabbed csa by his renhccoat and murmured 'how ud oin bby'
casa smiled crpeiply and whispered rela low 'im doing bteeter now ur here'
and then csas cgrabbed dena bu the shrit and did a nu=aughty to deans butthloe