<span style="font-family: 'Bad Script', 'cursive'"><span style="font-size: 15px">Castiel wasn't known for his bedside manner. His lack of tact and his inability to recognize when he overstepped a human's personal space were all things that he diligently promised to work on and did. And while the angel had gotten better at knowing when Dean or Sam were being sarcastic, there were still so many things that he had to learn about humans. And right now, he prepared himself to get another lecture from Dean on personal space. It would be lecture number 2,510 since they had met. And yes, he kept track of things like that. <br/>
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"Dean, you need to wake up," He said and reached out with a hand to shake the Hunter. He was ready to hear his friend complain about being awoken at 3AM, but that kind of thing mattered little to him. There were more important things at hand that they needed to discuss. So he sat down on the pillow beside the blonde's head. The dark haired being was ready for his friend's reaction, when the young man reached for his knife and lashed out while not fully awake. The blade slashed across the skin of his vessel, and he made quick work of repairing the injury as his friend woke up and sat up. <br/>
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"You really should try and relax. You're safe here in Bobby's house, given all the wards he's put up. No demon, ghost, ghoul or anything else will bother you while you're here. So your reaction of lashing out immediately, is pointless. Anyway, I have news for you from Heaven. There is how do you say, a 'disturbance in the force'. Is that right? I saw Sam watching some movies and that was mentioned a few times. It took me some time to understand what that meant. But anyway, there is something going on, and I really need you and Sam's help."<br/>
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"Joshua called me to Heaven and said that there has been rumors of something highly sinister going on in Hell. Now, I can't get a 'read' as you say, on Lucifer, but he's surely stirring up a lot of trouble." He was about to say more, and then decided instead to encourage Dean to eat, as that usually made his friend a little less cranky. "Why don't you get some coffee and something to eat before we really get into things? I'll meet you in the main room." After he spoke, the angel disappeared out of Dean's room and appeared at the table, within moments he knew that the other man was about to get a phone call. As his friend reached the bottom step, the brunette said, "Dean, your phone's ringing. It's Sheriff Mills."</span></span>