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The next morning, I felt a cool kiss on my cheek, moving down my neck to my shoulder.

— Dean... Cold... Such a cold nose like a dog's...— I can feel the kisses going down to my collarbone. — Dean...—

I stroke his cheek and take his beautiful pale face in my hands.

There was a conditional knock on our door.

— Damn it... Scott!—I laughed.

 — Let's pretend there's no one here.—Dean chuckled.

— Guys, I can hear that you're there.—Scott said.—I have very bad news...—

***

And personally, I do not know whether to attribute this to bad news or to good news - they could not find Rahiel anywhere.

And for some reason, a lot of people were sure that he was dead...

— We need to check Carolianna's lover, maybe he ate our Rahiel!— someone said in the crowd.

— Are you crazy? It's just physically impossible!—I said.— Dean wouldn't be able to swallow a drop of blood from any of us!—

— Of course, you're protecting him!— someone said it.

— No, I'm telling it like it is! Why would I tell a lie if we were raised like this!—I say.

I feel Scott's warm hand on my shoulder. It's a pleasant feeling, but for some reason I feel uneasy.

— I saw that Dean can't stand our blood. I'm ready to vouch for him and for Caro.—Scott said.

I was surprised by the angel's speech. Dean's eyes also widened for a second.

— Why did you do that?—Dean whispered to Scott as we walked down the hall.

— I tried to help you, but didn't I have to?—Scott stared at us with heavenly eyes in surprise.