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    "I… I can't feel my toes. Or my fingertips. Is that bad?"

    Dean swore under his breath. "Uh, it ain't great, buddy. Can you move 'em?"

    Cas furrowed his brow in concentration. "I don't know. It burns. Why does cold burn?"

    "It just does, Cas." He picked up Cas' hand, and his fingers felt like ice. He peered at Cas' face, and caught a tinge of blue on his lips. "Shit. OK, Cas, we might be gettin' into territory where you think about usin' some grace. Not on me, I always run a little hot, but you're lookin' like you're gettin' hypothermia."

    "I don't think I can," Cas said slowly. "There's so little left, and I'm so cold..."

    "Shit." Dean scrubbed his hand over his face, then came to a decision. "Take off your clothes."

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