Torn Up | Closed RP
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As much as she wanted to be upset with Sam, Castiel couldn’t be. Was it a bad idea to try and take down a witch alone? Sure it was, but she knew that Sam thought he was doing the right thing and that he had it under control. He was just lucky that she had been near enough to hear his prayer and come help. But in honesty, he hadn’t done too bad of a job by himself but that didn’t make it a good idea.
It took a moment for her to get to him and finish the job with him before she draped her arm around his waist and simply led him out of the coven without saying much of anything besides asking about his injuries. Cas helped younger Winchester back to the motel room and she sat him down on the bed and shook her head. She wouldn’t say anything about the hunt, at least not now while she had to put him back together. The falling angel put her hand out and pressed her index and middle finger to his forehead. “Alright, just hold still Sam and I’ll heal everything up.” She instructed.
