[TEXT] || Hunt 16 || THE AFTERMATH
[He'd left it a day, hoping that his voice would get better, but.... apparently not. Whatever the hell Gabriel had done to his voice, looked like it was here to stay.
He fiddles with the communicator, contemplating this for a long while. He hates asking for help. Absolutely.
Man up, Dean, It's just a text. Just a private text....]
Cas...
I need some advice... any chance you can get your ass here?
[It wasn't asking for help. Not really.]