"They were the first thing I sensed but it was not that long ago a vampire nearly ripped your throat out right in front of me," Castiel growls, all too familiar with the sight and sensation of Dean's blood staining his hands.

"While I may have my reasons to avoid hunting on a regular basis, I am more than happy to help you rid Darrow of a few more of these particular monsters."

In truth, Castiel is more than happy to lay waste to any creature that would dare touch Dean, but he knows that particular rage is best left largely untouched.