Sam tossed the box of matches to his brother, who was standing over the grave ready to light the corpse on fire. He lit one and threw it into the pit. "Well, she's gone now," he said, referring to the ghost they were hunting.

"Man, I'm starving. Let's get something to eat on the way home," Sam complained. "Dude, I don't feel like driving all the way home. Let's just stay in a motel, like we used to," Dean answered. "Fine. But we're still stopping to get something to eat." Dean sighed, "Whatever."

After stopping to get food, they checked into a mildly expensive hotel. "Geez, they didn't used to be this expensive," Sam said with his mouth full of food. "Don't say that Sammy, you're making me feel old." Sam just rolled his eyes and sent Clara a text telling her the case was closed. He always felt a little like Sherlock when he thought of things like that. 'The case is closed.' I've been reading his blog too much, he thought to himself.

It was early the next morning when Dean recieved a call from his daughter. He couldn't believe what he heard. Castiel was back.

"Where was he?" Dean asked Alex. "It's kinda hard to explain, but the important thing is he's back," she said happily into the phone. "Why is that important?" Dean asked. Alex was quiet. "It...it just is." Dean smiled. He felt relieved that his daughter didn't harbor anymore hatred toward her angel.

Every night for the next 2 weeks, Castiel visited Alex. It felt like the old days when they'd talk all night. Except this time it felt deeper. This time they could see each others' thoughts and their pasts. Alex could actually see all of the stories Castiel had told her.

"You know, I haven't had that much fun in a long time," Alex said to Cas the next day. She was driving the Audi to their next case in Boston. "Monsters and demons are cooler than your own sister. Gee, thanks," Cas said looking at their map. "You know what I mean," said Alex.

"Yeah, I know. Must be nice talking with your boyfriend each night," Cas sighed, still studying the map. "What?" Alex asked quickly. "He's not my boyfriend! Cas, he's my freaking guardian angel! We're supposed to be close. He's..he's just a close friend. Just because you've never had a serious relationship in your life." Cas laughed, "Don't make this about me."

But the damage was done and Alex just sat quietly, keeping her eyes on the road. Cas put the map away. "Sorry," she said with a sigh. Alex kept quiet. She always refused to talk to people when she got angry. But she wasn't angry. She was thinking about her angel.