# 10

[holytaxaccountant]

[Private Entry]

Dear Jimmy,

I have lied to Dean and Sam to get their help. I do not like this. But it was necessary, and I will explain later. I hope they will understand.

Alastair is near. I can smell him in the air. He has hidden himself so well, though, it's like chasing vapors.

Sam and Dean must help. They must.

Sleep well,

Castiel