habits, supernatural [ 1 ]

030. hotel full of gods

Larissa and the brothers rush into the hotel, getting out of the pouring rain.

"Whew. Nice digs, for once." Dean comments as they look around the lobby. They go to the front desk and ask for two rooms, the receptionist typing on his keyboard at a fast pace for a few moments. "Busy night."

"Any port in a storm, I guess." Chad says. "If you could just fill this out, please." He slides a clipboard to Dean with a pen.

"Yeah." Dean mutters, filling the paper out.

"Sir, I think... shaving nick there." Chad hands Dean a tissue.

"Oh. Thanks." Dean puts the tissue to his neck, pulling it away and glancing at the dab of blood.

"Your keys." Chad holds them up.

"Thanks." Dean takes them, giving one to Larissa. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a coffee shop, would you?"

"Buffet. All you can eat. Best pie in the tri-state area." Chad says.

"You don't say?" Dean asks.

~ ~ ~

Sam and Larissa are sitting at one of the tables and Larissa is eating, but Sam is on his phone.

"Sam, unpucker, man. Eat something." Dean says, sitting across from his brother.

"We should hit the road, Dean." Sam says.

"In this storm? It's--"

"It's Biblical. Exactly. I-It's fucking Noah's Ark out there, and we're eating pie." Sam says.

"Technically, you're not eating pie." Larissa comments.

"How many hours of sleep did you get this week? What? Three, four? Bobby's got his feelers out, okay? We have talked with every hoodoo man and root woman in 12 states." Dean says.

"Yeah, well, I'm not giving up." Sam says.

"Nobody's giving up. Especially me. We're gonna find a way to beat the devil, okay? Soon. I can feel it. And we will find Cas, we'll find Adam. But you are no good to me burnt out." Dean says.

"Exactly. So, please, pick up your corn on the cob, or the chicken or the greens -- whatever you wanna eat first -- and eat." Larissa tells Sam.

"Yeah. Yeah, okay." Sam mumbles.

"Come on, we've actually got the night off for once. Let's try to enjoy it." Dean says.

~ ~ ~

After eating, they go to their rooms, Larissa's being across from Sam and Dean's. A couple is making out in front of the room that's next to Sam and Dean's.

Dean points them out to Sam and smiles.

"Oh, what are you, 12?" Sam asks.

"I'm young at heart." Dean says.

Sam rolls his eyes, looking to Larissa who motions to flick him. Sam flicks Dean in the head.

"Ow!" Dean rubs his head. 

"You're disgusting, Dean." Larissa comments, walking into her room, shutting the door before he can try to retort.

+++

"An elephant?" Sam asks Dean as the three walk to the lobby.

"Yeah." Dean nods.

"Like, an elephant?" Sam asks.

"Like, full on Babar." Dean says.

"So, what the hell is--" Sam stops when they reach the lobby, finding it completely empty. "Where is everybody?" Sam tries to open the main doors, but they don't budge.