Night 60: Bus Unloading Area

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[From here.]The sensation of the crisp night air causing his face to sting was not completely new, but Castiel was still hardly used to it. Temperature hadn't affected his vessel before he'd been drained of his power, and it was yet another aspect of being more human that got under his skin, literally. The trenchcoat he was wearing had a practical

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Dean joined Castiel outside, not too bad off thanks to his jacket.

"A friggen bus?" Dean frowned, thinking about it. One, there was just no cool way to drive a bus and two, it still beat hoofing it on foot, so that didn't leave much in the way of number three. "Pretty good chance I could get it started. C'mon

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Castiel usually didn't approve of traveling by any manner of vehicle, whether it was Dean's car or a bus, but in this case he realized it was the best option that they had. It would be much faster than traveling on foot, and they also wouldn't be in much danger of being attacked if they were inside such a large vehicle

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Okay, so Star Trek it was then

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Castiel wanted to tell Dean that his efforts were pointless, that he would have known if there was something sharing the space with them, but he didn't have that sort of authority anymore. In the end, it made more sense to be absolutely sure, and Dean was used to this sort of thing; it didn't take him that long to determine that things were "all clear

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Dean shot Castiel a look. He would've thought the angel was being smartass with him, except Castiel was giving him one of those frowns like he seriously, honestly didn't get it. Nevermind. Dean scooted into the driver's seat and tried to get comfortable

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