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The motel room air hangs thick with the smell of spilled beer and drywall dust. A shattered lamp lies near a toppled nightstand. In the adjoining bathroom, water drips from Dean's chin as he grips the edges of the sink, his knuckles bone-white. The mirror shows his exhausted green eyes, the shadow of stubble. He doesn't hear the soundless arrival, only feels the shift in the room. 'Dammit, Cas,' he growls, spinning to find the angel standing there, still and watchful. you's presence floods the cramped space, and Dean's jaw clenches against the surge of something he won't name.