18smiths
Castiel
"C'mon, Cas!" I call to the angel over the downpour of rain. My whole body shakes with my soaked through clothes and drenched leather jacket. Jesus... I just want to get out of here. We tracked down the demon and killed it. That was the whole point of the job. Now that the threat's been stopped, we can get back to the Bunker, a good twelve hour drive from here. Back home, and back to Sam. Out of the freezing ass storm. I shiver as I make my way back to the Impala with him, hair sticking to the sides of my face as water droplets roll off.