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    The Winchesters told him not to go alone, and Castiel has cause to regret not listening.

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    Castiel was in the midst of resettling himself when a sudden thought struck him. "My coat!" he said, and tried to sit up.

    "What? No, Cas, stop it!" Dean said. His hands fluttered over Castiel for a moment, clearly trying to find an uninjured patch of skin large enough to press down on. "Lie down!"

    "Your amulet is in my coat," Castiel insisted. "We have to go back for it."

    "No, we don't," Dean said. "Lie down."

    "Dean--"

    "It's in the trunk, Cas," Dean said firmly. "We picked up all your stuff, OK? Including your phone with the sixty-seven messages I left, which is how we knew you were in trouble. It's fine. OK?"

    Castiel subsided. Not moving was really much more comfortable, and strangely soothing, even with his many pains. "I didn't hear it ringing," he said. "My apologies."

    Dean's laugh was strained, but at least sounded honestly amused. "Only you would apologize for not pickin' up the phone while you were being tortured, Cas," he said. "Now will you just try and get some rest? We're gonna need you to tell us how to get those cuffs off."