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You know you're in for another surprise as you're sitting in the bunker, reading a book, when you hear: "CAS, GET OUT OF MY ASS! ... OH YEAH?! WELL, BLOW ME!"
That, of course, came from your brother Dean. Just what is he doing with his angel now? You shut your book, unable to read any more about demons. Not when a soap opera is going on down the hallway. Better not investigate this time, not if they're in the middle of it.
Thump.
Aw hell, they're shaking the bunker now. Not even you could have that great a time in bed.
THUMP. THUMP.
The sounds get louder and closer together. The overhead lights are swinging and the lamp on the desk is quivering. Maybe you should go save your brother from that angel who seems as though he's getting too rough for Dean to make it out alive.
You have no other choice but to stand up and drag yourself down the hallway. You knock on Dean's door and the noises cease. He opens it part way, and you can see he's fully clothed. What the heck?
Dean runs a hand through his hair. "Sorry about the noise, Sammy. I was having a tough time building a bookcase. I was bent over and Cas showed up, right behind my behind and I don't know whether that was an angel blade or he was very happy to see me. Anyways, I couldn't get the nails into the boards, so I had Cas use his angel mojo on it. He's gone now."
You blink slowly. Wrong for the 1,297th time this year.