There was another flutter of wings and Gabriel appeared holding a hunched figure.
- Cas? Dean cried out dryly. He felt his stomach turn upside down.
- We leave it to you, Hunter, Balthazar said as Gabriel pushed the third angel into hunter's arms.
Dean dragged Cas to his bed. The angel's wings were a mess.
- Oh, shit. I got to wake Sammy, Dean sighed.
Dean felt a hand clutching his arm. He turned to look into the blue orbs that were now looking fuzzily at him. – No, don't.
- But, Cas, you are bleeding.
- My wings…
- You don't want Sam to see them?
It took the whole night but did manage to stitch and wrap up the angel. Dean rinsed his hands under the running water. He was so tired that he just collapsed on the bed next to Castiel when he came back from the bathroom. Castiel was lying on his stomach as his wings needed to heal. Dean fell asleep almost instantly.