—Day 66—
When Vera gives him his morning exam, Cas is suspiciously absent, which is definitely a first.
“He called a meeting of the whole camp,” Vera tells him casually, stethoscope against his chest. Her eyebrows jump as she frowns down at his chest, which he assumes is in response to the sound of anticipation. “He said you had an idea to improve camp morale or something.”
“Interesting.” Dean glances out the window, wishing there was a view of the porch from here. “When?”
“They’re gathering outside now. Lean forward,” she adds impatiently, listening for a few pregnant moments before sitting back. “Okay, you’re not dying yet. So—”
“You can watch from the door, right?”
“Yeah,” she says suspiciously. “What’s he doing, Dean?”
“Something new.” Yawning, he settles back into bed to sleep the sleep of the righteous. “Go. You don’t want to miss this.”