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"Castiel. Leave a message."

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(wynonna was making her way through hellburbia to make it to hella shorty's for her next shift when she....gets distracted. see, she's been meaning to visit dean's new home but she's been distracted and well...preoccupied with everything else going on this month so when she she sees the motorcycle outside of it she finally wanders her way over there -- not to find her friend, though she'll eventually ask about him, so much as enviously look over the bike.

man she misses her motorcycle.)

You're almost as beautiful as my soulmate back home.

(yes, she is talking to the motorcycle.)

[shownrespect]

( Dean is out. He says he's staying out of trouble, but it's Dean. He's half expecting to hear a prayer or need to heal a scar when he returns, but he is still somewhere. (He's hustling pool. Nobody is surprised.)

Castiel senses her first, a different presence on the property. Like the nosy not-homeowner he is, he peers around the curtain.

He opens the front door next and descends the stairs. )

Are you talking to the motorcycle?

[middlefinger]

(wynonna doesn't know castiel, but she does recognize him -- he's been in the bar before when dean has come into hella shorty's. )

Of course I am, she deserves to know how beautiful she is.

text | @angelpants (feel free to set whenever's easiest)

[stupetballs]

[This was initially going to be a "hey I'm not on the island" text, but from the time she thinks of it to the time she sends it, it turns into something else:]

Hey.

Is that offer for Angel Lessons still good?

(👍🏻)

[shownrespect]

( Castiel lost track of Waverly, and then stopped feeling her presence. It concerned him, but he hasn't perfected his Blackberry, or the knowledge that everyone is in his contacts. When he encountered Wynonna, she hadn't mentioned Waverly was missing, or back. And he only made the connection after their exchange about the motorcycle and who Dean is to him.

And then Hell froze over. One, literally. Twice, because Dean experienced memories he did, and things are never going to be the same.

So, when this comes through, Cas is as happy as he is able to express. Even the most gleeful Cas doesn't emote as much as Waverly does. He's been smiling a lot more lately. )

You're around again.

( He sends bluntly, forgetting the consequences of just sending a message he thinks of... )

If you feel you feel you need them. We should discover what it is you can do.

[stupetballs]

I think I might.

[She doesn't really know how to phrase this so she winds up putting it as bluntly as possible.]

Some things happened back home and it made me feel a little ... out of control.

Action; finding their Miracle

[nottheonlytraveler]

[When Dean wakes up on the twenty forth, he feels...strange. Heavy, his head like lead and his body as stiff as a rusted anchor, practically glued to the bedsheets underneath him. He's draped around Cas, their limbs entwined together from where they fell asleep last night, apparently still caught up in that high school Hell nightmare Dean now finds himself seemingly awaken from.

Seemingly, he thinks, he must have draped a weighted blanket over him and Cas both. A moment later, a tongue dips into his ear, and Dean's eyes shoot right open.]

What the - oh, oh! Miracle! It's really you?

[The dog responds with a happy bark in the affirmative, snuggling right up in Dean's face. He laughs, regrettably untangling a bit from Cas so he can fully embrace the best dog he's ever known.]

Not that you deserve to be here but I'm so glad to see you.

[shownrespect]

( The walk back from the boarding school hotel was long. Castiel was tired from the blood taken that morning, blood he should've objected to, but he was just another rule-abiding student. Memories of the lashings and the pain that came with it make him wince with every move, but they make it back. Their school days behind them, Dean makes them dinner. He doesn't talk about it yet. Dean kisses him on the forehead. They shower separately, ready for bed, and Castiel falls asleep in his arms facing away from him.

Somewhere in the night, Castiel shifts the other way, one leg under Dean's head in the little nook between his chest and armpit.

Dean's morning noises don't wake him, but that bark does. He doesn't open his eyes. He's so tired. )

Dean, is there a dog in our bed?

[nottheonlytraveler]

[Dean, for all his happiness in seeing Miracle, and the flutter of happiness he always feels when Cas refers to anything as theirs both, feels immediately guilty for waking Cas up when he hears him speak. Miracle, of course, suffers no such burdens of human existence, and proceeds to curiously sniff the back of Cas head before Dean can pull her back a bit.]

Er, yes. I told you about Miracle before right?

[He thinks he did, back when they both suddenly found themselves with new memories from back home. If not, well. This is one way for Cas and Miracle to get acquainted.

He places a warm hand on the closest of Cas' skin he can reach, squeezing a bit, trying to assure him.]

I'll go take her for a walk and see what I can find for dog supplies around here so you can sleep.

text | @angelpants

[stupetballs]

Just checking in after everything. Let me know if you're okay.

[Given the isolation and what not, she's not sure she'll get an answer right away, but it's there, when he's ready to respond to it.]

text | @charlie parker 1/2

[shownrespect]

( Right, this is his username now. Alright. Dean's walking their dog while he cleans the kitchen. The boarding school Cas and Dean were not meticulously clean. He turns off the faucet when his Blackberry buzzes. )

I'm okay. Dean's okay. He has a dog now. Apparently, it's his dog from our world. Named Miracle because this dog had survived Chuck wiping everyone off the planet.

text | @ofthelord

[shownrespect]

( He pauses. First thing's first.

Second. Is he sharing too much? Did she know about that? She is a fellow angel and a friend. He'll run with it. )

Waverly, they took two vials of my blood. And I'm human for another week. ( No reason to discuss the lashings. ) Are you okay?

[stupetballs]

Fine. I've got nightmares and they had me in isolation for 4 days.

What did they want with your blood?

Text/maybe action- before the dragon napping

[moosey]

hey Cas... it's Sam, It's been awhile. Are you busy?

un: trenchcoat

[shownrespect]

( Cas has always been in and out of the Winchester's lives, sometimes of his own volition, other times because of circumstances he can't stop. In this case, it is easy to gravitate and stay close to Dean, his husband, a title he has all but fallen comfortably into. Between the panic room, the large ship, and the down time, Cas has been able to check in from afar, but not in person. )

Sam, I know it's you. Your name is attached to your username.

I just finished with Waverly Earp.

( He met her girlfriend. And beforehand, he was accosted and he now has the finest silks in bags. It's a problem, actually, Sam. )

Are you in the village or the castle?

un: encyclopediabrown

[moosey]

(Okay, if Cas could see him, he would see him literally face palming because sometimes (most times) he missed the obvious. At least Dean wasn't here to call him out. )

uh. right sorry... actually in the Village. Where are you?

( text | @librarian )

[arhivista]

( this is a text borne from being in hell, her information digging, her recent conversation with harriet-- and maybe too many sleepless nights. including this one )

I have a difficult question to ask you if you're willing to discuss it. About Hell.

@trenchcoat

[shownrespect]

( the librarian must be Zelda. )

Please.

[arhivista]

In your world, the souls that went there, was it specific?

@lebanon | the supernatural family group text

[shownrespect]

@iamawinchester

[dimensionalcanopener]

there's a carnival. with funnel cakes, and other food dean would like. and games.

can we go?

@trenchcoat

[shownrespect]

( oh, this is smart. instead of everyone messaging individually. he will still message the winchesters individually... he feels warm when he sees this was sent to all three of them. angel's first group text.

the food will also be questionable, but he's sure some of it must be harmless.

he's also heard about the first carnival, too. but this one has opened under more jubilant circumstances. to be wary or not to be? )

as with every event thrown here, we should be careful.

( but that's a yes! don't you love your enthusiastic angel father? )

@enclyclopediabrown

[moosey]

Are there clowns?

@enclyclopediabrown -After the going away party

[moosey]

(Okay, so get this... Dean don't kill me but I was chosen to get married last night. Um... well I married Velma.)

@trenchcoat

[shownrespect]

Velma from the cartoon we were temporarily trapped inside? The one with a fixation on your arms?