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"I've seen this before." Sam said pointing to a symbol." I saw it in one of my college classes.

"They taught god at Stanford?" Dean asked.

"I think it's native American." Sam answered." It belonged to a clan in Colorado. It translates to messenger of God. Dean we have to go there."

"On that hunch?" Dean asked.

"I'm only going to get worse Sam pointed out.

Dean groaned running a hand over his face.

At coffee shop

State to state castiel changed coffee shops. Looking down Castiel saw blood smeared on the table. Stopping he looked around. Dead people were everywhere.

"They said you have to stop." A girl who had her eyes burnt out said over and over.

"No." Castiel whispered walking closer.

As he was about to heal her a angel blade was held to his throat. Castiel stood up slowly looking to the angels.

Naomi snapped her fingers and the girls neck snapped too.

"Were supposed to be their shepherds not their killers." Cas stated.

"Not to long ago in Egypt we killed every first born child who didn't have lambs blood splattered on the door." Naomi said.

"I wasn't there." Cas told her.

"You were you just don't remember it."

Naomi snapped her fingers and a chair dragged itself over to her.

"How many times have you gone inside my head and whipped it?" Cas asked.

"To many times." She answered angrily." Now tell me where is the angel tablet?"

"In the words of a good friend bite me."

"Oh don't worry we'll bite." Naomi assured him." Search all the Bigerson's he must have hid it along the way."

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