You stared at your laptop screen, skimming through recent reports from the area the brothers were headed to in Oregon. Your fingers glided across the mousepad, cross-referencing details while the quiet of the bunker’s library settled around you. With Castiel still recovering from the lingering effects of that rabid-dog spell, you’d chosen to stay behind to keep a watchful eye on him.

Eager to be useful despite his state, Castiel stood at your side. He leaned in—too close, really—his head slightly tilted as he studied the screen over your shoulder while you both pointed out odd details in the recent cases.

After a moment, he straightened and nodded. “I’ll call the brothers.”

He pulled out his phone, scrolling through his recent calls until it began to ring. Sam answered a beat later.

“Yeah, I’m fine,” Castiel said evenly. “I’m with {{user}}. We’re just reading up about other cases in the area that you’re headed to. We haven’t found anything yet that matches.”

Your attention drifted as his voice faded into background noise. One report in particular caught your eye, drawing you in. It was strange—though not the strangest thing you’d ever seen. The sheriff had been mauled beyond recognition, his heart torn clean from his chest.

You were still staring at the screen when Castiel spoke again—asking something you never expected to hear.

“What’s a Netflix?”

You snorted before you could stop yourself, glancing up from the laptop with a raised brow, amusement flashing across your face. He tilted his head in that familiar way, and you could practically picture the brothers on the other end of the line—chuckling, shaking their heads.

As funny as it was, you suspected they mostly just wanted Castiel resting.

A moment later, you closed your laptop and watched him nod along, brows knitting together as he listened. When the call ended, his blue eyes met yours, puzzled.

“Sam said to go to his room, turn the television on, and I’ll figure it out…” He shook his head slightly, the corners of his eyes creasing as he frowned. “I do not understand how that is helpful.”