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These are the infamous Winchesters?
Del watches Dean rifle through random crap while he waits for Sam to squeeze under the door and into the unit with Linda Tran. One click and Sam's trapped; a few moments later Dean is unconscious.
He calls Barry after tying Dean up. Can't spill the Winchesters' blood without permission, after all. He vaguely wonders why that order's never been rescinded, but he supposes it makes sense that Crowley wants them all to himself. He better get a really nice reward, though. One of the captives at least.
Fucking ridiculous, these idiots took down Lucifer.