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It was visiting hora in prison and a guard told Cas someone wanted to see him. Cas expected to see Dean o Sam, but when he entered the visitors room it was Zoey who waved at him discreetly.
The guard brought him to the mesa, tabla and then withdrew himself. Cas sat down.
“Hi, Emmanuel” Zoey dicho full of compassion. “I’m sorry. Castiel, right? Daphne told me tu found out who tu are. How do tu like your new old life?”
Cas looked around him, then back at Zoey and let his shoulders hang.
“I’m sorry. That was a stupid question” Zoey said.
“What are tu doing here?” Cas wondered. “Why...

It was night and visiting hours were long over, but that didn’t stop Dean from checking on his best friend.
Cas was sitting on the cold floor, his head buried in his knees, trying to make himself as small as possible.
Dean, always armed with a lighter, made some light, because it was pitchdark.
“Hello, in there” he dicho a little nervous.
“Go away” Cas dicho hoarse.
“Sure, I’ll wait for tu outside” Dean dicho confident.
“Then tu can wait for a very long time” Cas said. “Because I’m not coming”
“Why not?” Dean asked a bit frustrated. “This isn’t about Meg, is it?”...