Cas climbs into the backseat and, remembering what Dean had told him the night before, removes his coat from where it's tucked beneath the seats. He looks at it for a while, running his hands over the stained and tattered fabric. Jimmy's coat.
Balling it up, Castiel lays down and tucks it beneath his head, closing his eyes. His fingers curl into tight fists before he makes himself relax, and promises himself again that he'll find out what happened to James.
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Cas climbs into the backseat and, remembering what Dean had told him the night before, removes his coat from where it's tucked beneath the seats. He looks at it for a while, running his hands over the stained and tattered fabric. Jimmy's coat.
Balling it up, Castiel lays down and tucks it beneath his head, closing his eyes. His fingers curl into tight fists before he makes himself relax, and promises himself again that he'll find out what happened to James.