"And I in turn spared you from Crowley," Cas pointed out. "We are even."
Her comment about their altercation didn't go unnoticed. He should have ignored it, acted as if it didn't bother him, but as always, his expression betrayed him in the end. He remembered every detail from the way she tasted to the way her hair had felt beneath his fingers. He had never experienced anything like it.
"The weapon is rightfully mine. You will not have another opportunity to take it. Tell me what you know or we are done here."