Happy Birthday Clarabell27's – here's a drabble with Cas in for ya, hope you like it.


It's the thought that counts

He'd learnt his lesson, but not the one Zac had wanted to teach. He'd learnt he needed Sam.

So he drove through the night to meet his brother, a light rain spattering the windshield.

Castiel appeared without warning.

"Jeez," Dean muttered. "You keep doing that ... I'm gonna have a heart attack."

"I am sorry but I have something for you," the angel murmured, handing Dean a bottle. "It is prune juice ... the last time I zapped you somewhere you could not poop for a week. I understand this will help."

"Yeah," Dean smirked. "Just what the doctor ordered."