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"Papa!" Claire yelled. "I'm going to be late to school!"
Castiel jammed the rest of his toast in his mouth and stumbled from the kitchen, simultaneously trying to tie his tie. He let out a muffled curse through the toast when his phone began to ring and swallowed faster.
"Sweetie!" Castiel called, now rushing to get his shoes on. "Would you get Papa's phone for him, please?"
"Okay." Claire skipped into the room and got Castiel's phone from the table. "It's Uncle Sam!" She handed it to him.
Castiel frowned as he answered. "Sam?"
"Cas, thank God." Sam said, his voice choking in a way that alarmed Castiel.
"What's wrong?" He demanded, ignoring Claire's curious eyes.
"It's Dean." Sam said. "There's a building fire and it collapsed, no one's seen him."
Castiel's phone slipped from his hands.
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- Part 9 of Destiel deserves better
