There’s hell hounds loose in Santa Cruz, interrupting Dean’s perfect beach boardwalk vacation and he’s pissed. He’s tearing into Baby’s trunk like a man possessed. Muttering to himself and throwing weapons, clothing, and lore books left and right. He can’t find the holy oil soaked glasses that let them see the hell hounds anywhere.
Sam fucks off with Eileen (because fuck you Bucklemming, she’s not dead) to find another way to get rid of the dogs and save the other tourists. Cas is doing is best to calm Dean down while keeping his own eyes peeled for the hounds to come sniffing around the Impala. (She probably still smells a bit like Crowley. Juliet & Co are just looking for Papa, right? Yes. having some Crowley feelings.)
Eventually, Dean shouts out about his success and slaps his thick framed glasses on.
He spins on his heels and holds his hands out to his sides to show them off to Cas and freezes.
Stretching out from Cas’s back are Cas’s wings. They’re dark like smoke stained glass and reflect light from the nearby boardwalk rides and streetlamps. The edges are mangled. Burnt, torn, stunted and bald in places that even Dean’s untrained eyes can see.
Cas is staring at his feet when Dean finally stops gawking at Cas’s wings. Dean’s fingers curl into a fist hanging in the air between them as he catches Cas’s expression and realizes he was about to run his fingers through Cas’s feathers.
Naturally, Dean blurts out that Cas’s wings are beautiful and there’s feelings and probably some kissing and definitely inappropriate for a public parking lot hand roaming after that.
Meanwhile, Sam and Eileen swing back around to let the guys know they were able to convince Juliet to go back home–it was just a false alarm her Papa wasn’t really here. Who knew hell hounds understood sign language and had a fondess for Eileen? I mean, they did help her escape from Ketch (forcing him to use his first revival tattoo after they ripped him apart) after all.
Sam and Eileen decide to leave Dean and Cas to their own weirdness and head back to the boardwalk to see who is better at the driving arcade game they saw. (It’s totally Eileen. Sam should never be in charge of driving.)
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