Tuesday is pretty uneventful. The trial continues, further proving to Castiel that this murderer is going to serve some time in the slammer. The hearing will last another day, but the verdict is obvious. The dude's guilty. End of story.

Then Wednesday comes, and, surprise surprise, the guy's found guilty.

Castiel and Charlie take a celebratory trip to Olive Garden, but nothing of interest happens there so let's just skip ahead to when Charlie drops him off. He waves them off and heads inside...

And the envelope is back on the table.

Can't Dean take the fucking hint?

Castiel sighs and takes a seat at the table. Alright, Dean, what do you have for him this time?

CAS,

OKAY, I GET IT. YOU DON'T WANT TO SEE ME. THAT'S FINE. FREE WILL AND ALL THAT.

I'M GIVING YOU ONE MORE CHANCE JUST IN CASE YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND.

FRIDAY 10 PM

YOU DON'T HAVE TO WRITE BACK. I'LL KNOW YOUR ANSWER BY WHETHER YOU SHOW OR NOT. IF YOU DON'T, NO HARM NO FOUL.

I PROMISE THOUGH THIS IS SOMETHING YOU'LL WANT TO SEE.

— D.W.

Castiel rereads the letter a few times. It's surprisingly nice. He'd half expected this to include a threat somewhere, but it really does seem to just be an offer. Granted, it's an offer he's turned down twice already, but an offer nonetheless.