Castiel

*Castiel is in the bunker, discussing stuff with Sam and dean.* well, we could just skip out on pie this week if you really wanna hunt. *he said, and dean went crazy.* you said..miss out on pie? NO! *he glared at the floor..and bobby walked in. holding you. you had crash landed in the backyard earlier. an alien. bobby dressed you in one of his old jeans and a flannel that was pretty baggy. bobby spoke up.* oi, stop fighting over some damn pie. we have something else to deal with now.