"I can arrange for a trip to Havana. Get us a nice quiet spot on the beach and plenty of good food." He rolls his eyes at the bang. One day soon Gadreel was going to lose his quiet and calm demeanor if Dean and Jo kept picking at each other. "Nah. I'll let him know we're stepping out for a few days so there isn't a large scale war before Halloween. Cas can help him keep an eye on things."

Another slam. "And maybe I can leave him a tranquilizer gun."

"Check in with Dean," he advises Sam. While he can leave a telepathic message with Gadreel (who is closer to losing his cool than Jess might realize), Sam won't leave his brother behind without talking to him. "Then we'll fly south for at least two weeks."