Castiel was watching TV, although he wasn't really paying attention to the images and conversations on the screen. One thing was on his mind, and that was Dean. Ever since the angel had saved Dean, he had pondered why his father had him rather than Gabriel, or another one of his brothers. Sure, his father has a big plan for what he created, and somehow it was in father's plan for him to save Dean from perdition, but this didn't satisfy his endless wondering. It wasn't like he was unhappy to do it. Father needed Dean for the work he needed done. But why was he the angel to do it? Castiel couldn't just go SEE his father and ask, unfortunately. Castiel decided it was up to him to figure it out. Questioning Dad was only going to cause trouble.
While pondering this, Castiel's phone rang. A smile ran across his face as Dean's name lit up with a picture. He suddenly stopped smiling and answered. "Cas," a gruff voice said on the other end of the line. "Dean, are you alright? Is there a case you need help with?" He heard Dean sigh exasperatedly and then say, "There are no cases as of right now, but I do need help getting to the bottom of something." Cas asked, "Anything for you, Dean. What are you trying to figure out?" Dean replied, "Ever wonder why you were chosen to save me from perdition, Cas?" The angel replied hastily, "Dean, you know that I can't just question Dad's work. There is probably a good explanation as to why he chose me as the angel to save you." Dean became frustrated and said, "I know all that, alright? I just want to know if this was God's doing or if you did it because you felt something." Cas paused for a moment and asked, "Could you repeat that, Dean?" Dean quickly said, "You know, maybe this isn't important right now. I'll call you if anything major comes up." Dean hung up and left Cas lying alone again, wondering the meaning of Dad's plan.