Meg was in the shower, when Dean knocked the door of the motel room.
“Cas, are te still in there? I brought te some clothes” he said.
Cas, who had put on his trench coat, walked to the door and opened. “Dean. Why don’t te come inside?”
Dean accepted the offer and gave Cas the clothes. “I’m not sure if they’ll fit” Dean said, while he turned around.
“They fit perfect” Cas said. “Thank you, Dean”
“Don’t mention it” Dean said. “So, eh, are we done here?”
“You want me to come with te now?” Cas asked.
“Yeah” Dean detto a little irritated.
“Are te angry?” Cas asked.
“No, I’m not” Dean detto quickly. “I’m starving. I didn’t have lunch yet. I was finding clothes for you”
“I understand” Cas said.
“Maybe we can grab a snack somewhere?” Dean suggested.
“Alright, I’ll tell Meg” Cas said.
“No” Dean detto quick. “We should go now, before I starve to death”
A deeply concerned expression appeared on Cas’ face. “I don’t want your dead on my conscious. Let’s go”
Meg stepped out of the doccia when she heard Cas take flight.