Jody doesn't look like she recognizes him immediately, blinks once or twice at him before her face flattens out in a blank stare. Cop face, Dean called it. Castiel hears the click of a safety behind the door, Jody pressing her handgun against it in warning.
“Howdy,” Jody says, fake cheerfully.
“It’s me, it really is,” Castiel says, frantically. He really can't afford to get shot right now, he’ll go straight back to the Empty. “But I’m mortal Jody, don't shoot.”
“Castiel is dead,” Jody says, deadly calm. “Dean told me.”
“Do the tests,” Castiel tells her, raising his arm slowly, pulling up the sleeve of Dean’s flannel. The sun is setting behind him, lighting up Jody’s face in orange. She looks older, her hair more grey, a little longer than the long buzz cut she was keeping it in before he died. Jody looks around outside, checking for any neighbours, then she pulls her handgun out from behind the door and trains it on his stomach, and nods her head up, motioning for him to step inside as she backs up. Castiel does, keeping his hands in sight.
She leads him to the kitchen and kicks a wooden chair out from the kitchen table, and motions for him to sit.
“Patience?” She yells into the house. “Grab me the hunter cuffs and bring them here.”
“What?” A woman’s voice yells back.
Jody quickly scrubs a hand over her mouth in annoyance, and teeters back on her heels to point her mouth more directly at the stairs. “HUNTER’S CUFFS! KITCHEN!”
There's banging from the upstairs as someone moves around, then footsteps as they come downstairs. A young woman appears, carrying a shoebox. Jody nods.
“Angel and demon cuffs, put them on him,” Jody tells her.
Castiel sits still and calm as the young woman, Patience presumably, digs through the box of metallic objects and produces two sets of handcuffs.
“Both?” She asks.
“He could be anything,” Jody tells her. Castiel lets the cuffs be put on him, and then continues to remain still as Jody further directs Patience to tie his torso to the chair. The ropes are exceedingly tight, biting into his skin uncomfortably but Castiel doesn't want to complain yet.
“Okay?” Castiel asks. He should probably be nervous, being so completely at the mercy of these people, but he has to believe Jody won't harm him. Neither of the women answer him.
