Our Lady of Fandom, Friday afternoon

[scruffnfeathers]

Unaware that most people would change a sign such as the one standing outside of Our Lady of Fandom with, say, their hands, Castiel went out at about lunch time and stood wiggling his fingers around to rearrange the letters.

Welcome, Friends and Family

the sign said, in English, Spanish, and Sanskrit, followed by its usual declaration of catering to any religious or spiritual need. He'd considered adding something pithy about God or perhaps the souls of dogs, but rather felt that might contradict the whole "catering to any religion" thing.

The church was open, as it always was, and Castiel was there, as he sometimes was, ready to answer -- or dodge -- any questions from either the people of Fandom or their guests.

When he wasn't starting flame wars with slash fans on the internet, of course.

[ooc: Open church is open! Whee!]

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[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

On the way to the park, Dean passed the church and on impulse ducked inside. He wanted to make sure for himself that Cas was down with Chuck's plans.

Also part of him just wanted to check up on the angel.

"Cas? You here?"

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel looked out from where he was seated -- tucked away near the confessionals in the one spot of the church that got wireless reception.

"Dean!" He almost sounded excited to see him. "You're in town for the weekend."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Yep," Dean said, smiling a little. It was surprisingly good to see Cas. "Have to check up on the brother and all, don't I?"

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel blinked. "You have concerns for him?"

Sam hadn't talked to Dean that soon, had he?

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"Dude, he's my brother. It's my job to look out for him," Dean said, in a tone one uses when stating the obvious. "This is the first time I've ever been voluntarily away from him for this long."

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel nodded. That made perfect sense. "Ah, yes. Of course. No . . . specific concerns, then?"

Best to ask, really.

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

The question made Dean frown suddenly. "Why, should there be?"

[scruffnfeathers]

Quite possibly.

"No, not at all. I was merely . . . curious."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

The frown didn't go away. "That didn't sound like just curiosity.

[scruffnfeathers]

"I apologize. It was not my intention to worry you."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

Well he figured he'd find out if something was up with Sammy soon enough, one way or the other. "Yeah, well it's not like you don't do that pretty regularly. So what were you doing when I came in?" He nodded at the computer. "Doing some research for Chuck's little outing this weekend?"

[scruffnfeathers]

"No." Castiel swiftly closed the laptop, hopefully before Dean could see what was actually on the screen. "Merely . . . clarifying some pertinent information for online acquaintances."

[saltandammo.livejournal.com]

"You have online acquaintances?" Dean asked, grinning slowly at that.

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

There was a knock on the open doors before he looked around the church.

"Castiel? Wingman, you in here?"

Garcia had to meet the angel, after all. It had to be.

[bau-oracle.livejournal.com]

"Wingman?" Garcia repeated. "Are you taking him out drinking, too?"

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

He grinned and shook his head.

"Not quite. You'll get it when you start talking."

[scruffnfeathers]

Castiel stepped out from behind the confessionals -- either from the hallway there, or perhaps he'd been sitting with his laptop, enjoying the small hotspot.

"Derek. Who's your friend?"

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

[derek, penelope, castiel work for order for everyone?]

Morgan grinned and turned one hand to present

"Penelope Garcia, the finest technical analyst working for the FBI as well as one of the hottest mamas you'll find working it anywhere. Garcia, this is Castiel. He's, uh... you wanna do your schpiel?"

[bau-oracle.livejournal.com]

"Well, hello," Garcia said, sizing Castiel up. OK, so she had a boyfriend and she had a Morgan, but she wasn't dead.


[works for me!]

[scruffnfeathers]

[totally works]

Castiel nodded to her. "Penelope." He glanced at Morgan, then continued. "I am an angel of the Lord."

His shpiel was very short.

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

But effective.

"The real deal," he said as he glanced between Castiel and Garcia.

"You know I wouldn't deal with him if he was--"

You know. They both knew. The Reid Avoidance Thing might make more sense, though.

[ugh, little stickpin thing, CLICK damn you!]

[bau-oracle.livejournal.com]

"No way!" Garcia said, staring at Castiel. If Morgan vouched for him, he had to be the real thing and not crazy, but still!

[scruffnfeathers]

"Yes way," Castiel said gravely. He glanced to Morgan. "Should I demonstrate the wings?"

[bau-beefcake.livejournal.com]

Morgan chuckled.

"You can if you want, man. I've never seen 'em myself, but I'm assuming it's pretty impressive. Garcia?"

[bau-oracle.livejournal.com]

Garcia just nodded eagerly, eyes wide and still on Castiel.