You and the Winchesters rushed to the hospital as soon as you found out that Castiel had woken up. Meg had done a good job keeping an eye on him, but the Glucifer from Sam's head had clearly caused him problems. Cas started laughing and joking, talking about nature. The angels seemed like crazy jerks to you without it, but it was too much even for them. It is especially unpleasant to see this happen to the only adequate member of the angelic army.

And as a result: Dean flared up again, and Cas teleported to the day room and broke the angelic tablet. You decided that you could handle an upset angel better than anyone else.

It was rapidly getting dark outside the windows. Warm yellow light flooded the room, in the middle of which there were several tables with red chairs. There was another table against the wall - with sweets, plastic dishes and a kettle. Castiel was sitting with his back to you, and there were boxes of board games in front of him. He seemed tense and upset, but his movements were calm, as always.