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Cas woke up some time later. How much, he didn't know. He squinted at the clock on Dean's nightstand, but it wasn't very helpful since he never noted the time before he fell asleep. He did see the water and assumed that Dean had been in to deliver it some time before. And now that he thought about it, he was still very thirsty and grateful it was there.
He sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and reached for the water, drinking most of it down. Sighing in relief, he realized he felt better than he had almost all week. He raked his hands over his face and thought that he could probably use a shower as well. It was still weird to have those thoughts and to worry about personal hygiene but he knew in time it would just become part of his life.
Cas stood up on tired and aching legs and went out in search of Dean or Sam.
Cas woke up some time later. How much, he didn't know. He squinted at the clock on Dean's nightstand, but it wasn't very helpful since he never noted the time before he fell asleep. He did see the water and assumed that Dean had been in to deliver it some time before. And now that he thought about it, he was still very thirsty and grateful it was there.
He sat up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and reached for the water, drinking most of it down. Sighing in relief, he realized he felt better than he had almost all week. He raked his hands over his face and thought that he could probably use a shower as well. It was still weird to have those thoughts and to worry about personal hygiene but he knew in time it would just become part of his life.
Cas stood up on tired and aching legs and went out in search of Dean or Sam.
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Date: 2019-03-03 05:21 pm (UTC)He was currently stretched out on a couch they'd put in a corner of the library getting his required four hours of sleep when Cas came looking. His face buried in a pillow, arms pressed under it and clutching at the silver blade he always kept handy. Not that he really ever thought he needed it in the bunker, but better safe that sorry right?
He sighed, shifting a bit and turning his head, unaware that Cas had finally woke up.
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