"I will check," Castiel repeated and he tried a reassuring smile. The two brothers were sitting on the couch now, close enough to each other that they might as well be hugging, and he did want them to feel better.

So he walked out of the room and up the stairs and opened the door to Bobby's bedroom. Where Bobby was lying on the bed, shirtless, and Aleister was on top of him. They were kissing. It was a little reminiscent of some of Matty's movies.

"Hello," Castiel said politely, "Are you all right, Bobby?"

"What are you doin', Cas?! Get lost!"

Bobby did not sound happy with him, but Castiel had his task. "I'm supposed to check."