Oh my gosh.

"Cas narrowed his eyes, stepped forward and into Dean's personal bubble, and said evenly in a low, gravelly voice, "Oh, I think you know exactly how you can pay me back."

Dean stared, and for a second his brain stopped working.

He can't –

Is he seriously implying that –

The shower –

Finally he managed to choke out an insanely disbelieving, "What?"

"The weapons stolen from God's armory," Cas continued tersely. "I need you to help me track them down."

YOU ARE AMAZING. Please don't ever stop writing! I can't wait for the next installment :)