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Loved having a chance to live a normal life back. ’ Dean belched, and Sam wondered if he might have had a little too much.

"Why do you have such an idea? I said, no matter what happens to you, I will never leave you alone."

"You've grown up, Sammy. I mean, I've always thought it was my responsibility to take care of you, but lately it seems like that's been reversed."

"Oh, Dean." Sam laughed. "You've had really bad luck lately."

"Sometimes I wonder, if you can never grow up and stay in your teens, will I be able to be a good brother and protect you all the time." Dean tilted his head and thought for a while, then Overturning his own words: "Oh, no, you were actually quite annoying when you were a teenager, running away from home, arguing with your dad, and being so smart that you're sick of it." Dean rambled on, a little slurred.Sam picked up the wine bottle on the table and shook it. There was almost the bottom of the bottle left.

"Dean, you just finished this bottle of high-strength single malt whiskey without ice?" Sam said helplessly, looking down at his watch: "Within 10 minutes?"

"What's the matter." Dean waved his hand: "I'm not drunk again. At least now I don't feel so much pain." After speaking, Dean stood up, wanting to show that he was still sober.As soon as he stood up, Dean felt that his legs seemed to be a little weak, and the hot alcohol whizzed through his veins, making him feel a little hot.

Dean took a few steps without kicking over any furniture or falling down. He glanced at Sam proudly and found that Sam was looking at him helplessly.Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but Dean felt very relaxed now. Those burdens, responsibilities, and taboos, all floated three feet above his head. "Whatever, he won't know. In his opinion, there is only a drunk here." Dean thought, took two steps towards Sam, and stood in front of him.Every cell in his body clamored to hug him and feel his warmth.

A small voice said in Dean's ear: "Do you have to ruin the relationship between the two of you? In this way?"

"No." Dean said in his heart: "I just need a chance to prove that I am still an ordinary person, to prove that I am not a bloodthirsty demon, but an ordinary person who can still love. Sam will understand, I know he I will." Dean convinced himself, bending over, with one knee on the edge of the couch where Sam was sitting.He saw the surprise in Sam's eyes, and seemed to mutter something.But Dean felt the blood rushing against his eardrums, filling everything he heard with noise.It's not a good feeling, and it violates all the rules of being a hunter: making yourself vulnerable, unable to react in time. "But whatever," Dean said to himself again.

Finally he hugged Sam, and the sense of security spread through Dean, just as he subconsciously expected.He finally completed what he wanted to do from the moment he saw Sam in that temporary prison, but was forcibly stopped by reason.Dean let out a small, almost imperceptible sigh of satisfaction, and muttered, "Sammy, it's good to have you here."

The whole hug lasted only a few seconds, when a piercing doorbell rang, accompanied by a knock on the door, and a rough voice outside shouted: "You want takeaway!"

"Damn it." Dean muttered and lifted himself up, covering his head, not knowing which nerve was stimulated by the noise, and he felt his head throbbing in pain.

"Dean, are you okay?" Sam asked in a tone of gentleness that he had never seen before.

"Great—as long as the doorbell doesn't ring again." Dean grabbed the forgotten ice pack from the table and pressed it against the pain, which seemed to stop the headache.Sam walked over to get takeaway.

"Try some pizza. You didn't eat and drank too much wine." Sam scolded him gently.

At this time, the doorbell rang again.Sam looked at Dean, who was holding his head up, and got up again to open the door. This time it was Cassidio standing outside the door.

"I remembered to ring the doorbell this time." Cassidio seemed a little complacent in his tone.

"Hey, Cassie." Dean raised his free hand, suddenly grateful for his uninvited presence.He didn't know what he would do if no one bothered.

"Is your injury still not healed?" Cassidio walked to Dean's side and stretched out two fingers to press on Dean's forehead. After a few seconds, Dean's scars disappeared, and his headache also disappeared. no trace. "I forgot that humans recover very slowly."

"Great, Cassie, please remember this next time." Dean threw the ice pack in his hand on the table, and all his rationality returned to Dean. Thinking of the scene just now, Dean felt himself My ears are a little hot.

"I checked, Dean." Cassidio didn't notice Dean's absence at all, and he didn't notice that Sam seemed to be more excited than usual: "Uriel and some of his friends betrayed heaven, They are killing angels." Cassidio's tone became very melancholy: "I don't understand why they would do this."

"Power, leadership in heaven, stuff like that." Sam shrugged. "Is your God really still in heaven?"

"In fact, in the past 2000 years, I don't know anyone who has seen him. Most of the orders were given by Michael. But considering his status, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Then what are you going to do next?"

"I don't know." Cassidio showed a rare confused expression: "Suddenly, tell me that everything I believe is false, and I don't know what I should do. If possible, I want to find God."

"Ah, that's right, he should come out and teach the brats in his family—including Lucifer and Michael." Dean very much agreed with Cassidio's thoughts: "But Cassie, do you have any ideas? Let the angels not be able to find us? We sincerely hope that what happened to Uriel will not happen again. This is a contradiction within your angels and should not be implicated in us."

"I'm really sorry." Cassidio said, thinking for a while, stretched out his hand, and put it on Dean's chest, a blinding white light flashed, and then he did the same thing to Sam.

"I carved Enoch's arms on your ribs. They will help you not be tracked by the angels, but you understand that I can't find you, do you?"

"Thank you, Cassie." Dean touched his ribs with a worried expression on his face: "We can give you a mobile phone."

"But instead, I would like to borrow something from you. Dean, can you lend me your amulet? I have long discovered that it is a very powerful amulet. Maybe through it, I can find God. "

Dean put his hand on the amulet on his chest. Since Sam gave it to him, this amulet has never left him. For him, like a hand or a foot, this amulet has become a part of his body.And now, this amulet has a new meaning for him, and having it by his side is like having Sam by his side.Dean wouldn't be willing to hand it over if it wasn't for finding God to solve all this trouble, and Cassidio had just done them a huge favor.

"You have to promise that you won't break or lose it." Dean took off the amulet slowly: "It is very important to me, no matter whether you can find God through it, you must return it to me as soon as possible after using it."

"I will treat it with care." Cassidio also promised very seriously.

"I hope you can find God as soon as possible." Sam saw Dean's reluctance, and put his hand on his shoulder comfortingly.

"During this period, you should also be careful. If you happen to meet any angel or demon, I may not be able to come to you in time." Cassidio rarely cared about the brothers.

"In fact, we are leaving here soon, and we are going to solve the problem of the seal." Dean smiled: "Cassie, if there is a need, we are willing to help, but except for other angels."

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"Alastair told me a little bit about the seal." Dean held the phone, and Sam sat beside him: "He said I opened the first seal." The righteous became bloodthirsty That's when the first seal was broken.' And he said he tortured Dad, and he said Sam could do the same."

"Why, is our family cursed?" It was also the first time Sam heard Dean say this, and he was very dissatisfied with the pain and suffering that his family had encountered and would encounter.

"Don't talk nonsense, we're just unlucky." Dean gave Sam a blank look.

"Did Alastair say anything else?" Bobby on the other end of the phone tried to bring the subject back.

"He said that there are not only 66 seals, but as long as enough numbers are broken, it is enough to unlock Lucifer's seal."

"But we have no way of knowing how many seals were broken."

"About 20 if he didn't lie to me," Dean said. "All we need now is find out where Lilith is and kill her."

"It's just that it's very difficult to find where Lilith is," Bobby said.

"But we have the almighty Cassie. When Alastair escaped, I asked Cassie to track him down. In short, even if we can't find Lilith, then we can at least