Dean walked into the dungeons of the Man of Letters Bunker and looked at the figure that was tied to a chair surrounded by holy fire. An angel.

Sam and Dean needed information from the angel and decided to keep it here until they talked. They weren’t gonna hurt the angel badly, it felt wrong to hurt such a pure creature, but they still needed information.

Dean walked up to the angel and stood just a few feet from the ring of holy fire, waiting to see it the angel will talk.