The Sentinels i can't think of any cool witty titles i'm sorry [M]

she mentioned Behati, much as the dessert-girl had mentioned the pale woman, and Cas groaned inwardly. "you two had words," he muttered, though he didn't disclose his source. Behati had been fairly upset about it, but they had kissed and made up -- literally. but now the other piece of the growing conundrum sat in front of him, a wilted snowflower, and Cas stepped forward to nudge her cheek

"say it," he urged. whatever was coming, it wasn't good, and there was no way to prepare for it. and so, looking into the pale eyes he had come to love, the Mayfair boy prepared himself for the onslaught, warmed only by the memory of their sleepy embrace that evening in the forest.