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The street is dark and from his parked car Castiel sits with his eyes riveted on the open garage door of the two-story house belonging to Mr. Dean Winchester. This man is staffed at the local high school and it's a safe bet that Cas's son has been in a few of his classes. Additionally, Mr. Winchester is currently coaching his son, Jack, in varsity baseball.
Lurking to watch someone with ties to his own child is a new low for Cas, but he tries not think about that. Instead, he works to keep his hands steady on the binoculars. Winchester had climbed onto some sort of rolling board and slid under his vehicle quite a while ago. Curious what such a contraption might be called, Cas had googled it on his phone. Turns out, the board is called a creeper. How ironic. The genuine creeper in this scenario is an inanimate object and not the thirty-nine year old man currently sweating his balls off in the front seat of a 1978 Lincoln Continental just to watch.