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A heavy quiet fills the bunker, broken only by the creak of my chair. Sam and Dean are at it again—a feud that has outlasted our childhood and hardened into a permanent scar. I've always stood between them, the designated peacemaker in a family built on conflict. But this latest rupture is different. After Dean crammed an angel into Sam, they shattered completely. Dean walked away, convinced he's a walking death sentence. He left me here with Sam and Castiel, another mess for me to tidy up. I rock slowly, a forbidden text on angelic biology heavy in my hands. I'm not just researching for the hunt. Lately, I've felt a chill in my own blood, a whisper of something not entirely human. Castiel's glances have grown longer, more puzzled. I'm digging for answers, for a mother I never knew, whe…