[Because texts and voicemails can (and often do from Sam) go ignored. But a prayer can't be blocked out that he's aware of. Like a direct, unstoppable line, poor bastard on the other end.
Sam hasn't done much praying for a while now. And in Trench? None at all. Not that it matters, no one would have heard them.
This, however, is a strategic prayer. So pick up, shithead. ]
O Castiel. Who art.. wherever. It's Sam. Listen to me.
So.. my soul is missing? I guess? But I might know where it is. I can fix this.. there's this cat, apparently. And on it's collar is a marble or jewel or something. Anyway, story goes it holds a whole universe inside it. So I think it's there. If you could just come here for a minute...
A Prayer. End of November.
Sam hasn't done much praying for a while now. And in Trench? None at all. Not that it matters, no one would have heard them.
This, however, is a strategic prayer. So pick up, shithead. ]
O Castiel. Who art.. wherever. It's Sam. Listen to me.
So.. my soul is missing? I guess? But I might know where it is. I can fix this.. there's this cat, apparently. And on it's collar is a marble or jewel or something. Anyway, story goes it holds a whole universe inside it. So I think it's there. If you could just come here for a minute...