Cas opened the door of the motel and heard Dean sigh a relieved sigh.
“Took te long enough” he said, but he didn’t sound annoyed. He sounded like he had been worried.
“I’m sorry” Cas responded. “I had to make sure Meg would be okay”
“And will she?” Sam asked with raised eyebrows.
“Yes” Cas nodded with a faint smile. “She’s trying to make something of her life. She even has a job”
Dean, who had just taken a sip from his beer, choked. Cas frowned and walked towards him. “Are te alright, Dean?” “Yeah” Dean detto difficult and coughed. “So, Meg has a job. As what?”
“As a call girl” Cas replied. Sam and Dean glared at each other. Cas was being way too optimistic to know exactly what a call girl was.
“Cas? Did Meg mention what she was going to do in her job?” Sam asked careful.
“Of course” Cas answered. “People will call her and then she will help them with their relationship problems”
“That’s what she told you?” Dean asked disgusted.
“Yes. Why? Is that not what her job is about?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Not exactly” Sam commentato cryptically.
“A call girl,” Dean decided to put Cas out of his misery, “is like a prostitute” he saw Cas’ face stiffen, “but unlike regular prostitutes, she meets her clients at their address”
Cas looked at Dean, but Dean felt like the ex-angel was staring right through him.
“So, technically, Meg’s going to sleep around with several men to get paid?” he asked hurt.