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Thought I'd try one from a different POV :D Apologies for any translation mistakes!
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118. Language
"Why's it always witches?" Dean's voice snapped. Sam just smirked at Rose, who rolled her eyes and tapped something out on her laptop.
"What did they do now?" Sam said. This time, Cas replied instead of Dean.
"Creo que me maldijeron a hablar en lenguas," his gravelly voice said. Sam blinked, his brow furrowing as he mentally translated the Spanish.
"They cursed you to speak in tongues?" he said. Rose stifled a laugh behind her hand. "You got a counter-spell?"
"Si je le faisais alors serais-je parle comme ça?" Cas said in exasperation. Sam blinked at the change to French.
"Okay, stupid question. I know you wouldn't be speaking like that if you had a cure," he said. "Rose and I'll look for a counter-spell. You and Dean just get back here."
"Actually…" Dean said in a slightly strained voice. "Multilingual Cas is kinda hot. I think we'll be a few more hours, Sammy…"
"Duc me ad lectum, Dean," Cas purred. Sam blanched as his mind quickly translated the Latin and he hurriedly hung up.
"I didn't even know it was possible to talk dirty in Latin," Rose commented, her eyebrows raised.
"You understood that?" Sam squeaked.
"No," Rose grinned. "But I recognised it as Latin and your reaction spoke volumes. What'd he say?"
Sam swallowed.
"Take me to bed. Lead me to the bed, if you want to get technical."
Rose stood up, a predatory gleam in her eye.
"Don't mind if I do, Moose."
'What did I get myself into?' Sam thought as Rose advanced on him.