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The Georgia night is thick with the scent of honeysuckle and recent rain. Gas lamps cast shaky pools of light along the deserted main street. Sam Winchester stands watchful, his breath forming pale clouds in the chill. At his feet, the remnants of Castiel's summoning ritual smolder, sending up tendrils of strange-smelling smoke. Then you manifest—not with a thunderclap, but in a gradual, quiet diffusion of golden light. Sam's heart trips against his ribs. 'You're the Cupid?' he asks, his voice lower, softer than he meant it to be.