"Sure. Why not." Kyra turned on the TV and settled in. "Turn on whatever you like. Just no porn."

Sam chuckled.

"No worries," he said. He flipped the channel to the local news, and then turned on his laptop to cast a bit of a wider net on the surrounding area.

Kyra settled in for the night, content to just sit and let him research. She didn't mind. And it was quiet, which is what she needed.

Runa settled in with Dean, stretching lazily.

"And before you remember and have a heart attack over it," she said, looking at him, "there's no worry about any kids or anything. I can't have them, so we're good."

"Good." That hadn't entered his mind yet, but it was good to know. He didn't really want to have kids. Ever. He stretched out a bit and settled in as well before realizing that he hadn't seen or heard anything from Sam.

"I wonder where those two got to."

"No idea," Runa replied. "I'm sure we'd have gotten a call if they needed something." Rolling to the edge of the bed, she reached for her phone on the nightstand and texted Kyra.

Where'd you both get off to?

Got our own hotel room, Kyra texted back. Didn't feel like waiting for you. Plus now we have enough beds.

There is totally still one unoccupied bed in here. Runa couldn't help but grin a bit as she texted that. There's enough space, really.

Kyra snorted. Nope, I think I'm good in here. It doesn't stink like sex in here.

Runa snorted.

Hush, you. But she didn't tease her friend about it, however. She knew sometimes excessive talk on the subject sometimes made Kyra uncomfortable. Sometimes.

Kyra was quite happy to not discuss at the moment, instead settling in for the night with Sam. She didn't even mind, somehow.

Runa set her phone aside and settled in again. She didn't mind sharing the bed with Dean. It was comfortable.

Dean just settled in there for the night, getting comfy.

So when Cas came in the morning to talk to Kyra and Runa, fortunately he went to Kyra first so she got to text Runa and warn her.

Runa blearily looked at the text, and then blinked and swore, scrambling out of the bed and digging for some clothes to put on. Because she did NOT want to have to face Castiel naked about sleeping with Dean.

It took Cas another few minutes to get to Runa, by which time Dean was in the shower. He looked at her and tilted his head just a little.

"Tell me what you learned about Crowley."

"He's entirely too British," Runa said promptly. She smirked just a bit and then straightened her expression again. "I think he's planning something really big. He wants to tip all the scales in Hell's favor, and nobody's going to like how he does it."

"Do you know more of his plans apart from that?" Castiel asked, storing away the information. Even though he knew Crowley came from Scotland when he was still human.

Runa hesitated for a moment.

"He wants to take advantage of the angelic slugfest," she said. "Use it as a distraction while he cracks open Purgatory to secure his position."

Castiel's eyes narrowed at that. "I see," he said, his voice a bit lower than normal. "I will deal with him soon."

"Be careful," Runa said. "He's gathering up his strongest underlings for the plan. I'm not sure what the details are, but it can't be good."

"Getting into Purgatory is a bad idea," Castiel said with a frown. "There are many untapped souls in there, but I am unsure what those souls will be like. Or what else may lurk there."

"Well, he thinks he can use it to his advantage," Runa said. "Make it so he can't ever be overthrown as King of Hell. I don't know what else he has planned, though."

Castiel nodded. "You have done well," he said quietly. "This will be helpful."

Runa nodded.

"I really don't want to go back down there any time soon," she said. She paused awkwardly for a moment. "If you're going to wait around for Dean, he's in the shower, so I don't know when he'll be done..."

Cas nodded once and vanished. He wasn't real big on good-byes, after all.

When she didn't hear any screaming or smiting, Kyra tentatively moved over to knock on the door.