"That is Michael's feather." Castiel stated it like a fact, but on his face it showed a certain reverence. It was a holy artefact after all, from the lost archangel. He wouldn't have thought he'd ever see it. "I don't know if wings are sexy."

Sam didn't know that either, but that Raphael had returned with that one feather made him experience a whole new host of emotions. His heart was really being put through the wringer today. "Thank you." He looked at Raphael and smiled back. Somewhere close-by, Bobby made gagging sounds.

Sam ignored him. "Stay here. Until the summoning."

"Sure, let's all invite themselves and their angels over. Why not?" Bobby huffed, shaking his head. "Aleister will be thrilled."