habits, supernatural [ 1 ]

065. a kevin tran

"All right, so big daddy chomper lands here, he grabs himself some Dick... and then he started secretly underwriting university departments, pouring money into digs -- all for this. Why?"

"No clue. We do know that he will be tearing new ones until he gets it back, though. Look, we got to take a minute, hole up somewhere safe, find out what we've got."

"Rufus' cabin, then?"

"Yeah."

"This time, I'm doing the shopping." Dean states.

Sam's phone rings.

"It's Meg." He answers it. "What?" He asks. "What? Cas is awake." He says.

"When?" Dean asks and Sam puts it on speaker phone. "When?" He asks Meg.

"Last night about 8:00." Meg says.

"And you waited till now to call us?" Dean asks.

"I've been busy with Cas. He's just a tad different than when he dozed off, 'kay?" Meg says.

"What do you mean, different?" Dean asks.

"Hey, Seacrest, guess what -- not a nurse. Just playing one on TV. Want answers? Start driving." Meg hangs up.

"Great. So, Indiana?" Sam asks.

"Yeah." Dean nods.

"Yay." Larissa sarcastically mumbles.

"8:00 last night?" Dean asks..

"Yeah. Same time we opened up that thing." Sam says.

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"We raced all the way here, and now I don't know. I can't say I'm fired up to see what's left of the guy." Dean says.

"You think he remembers at all?" Sam asks.

"That, and I'm guessing whatever kind of Hell baggage he lifted off of your plate, it's not gonna be pretty." Dean says.

"Hey. Excuse me, gentlemen, miss, but it's way past visiting hours." An orderly says.

"It's okay, Abel. I've been expecting them. Hello, boys, Larissa." Meg greets. She leads them into Cas' room, the angel staring out the window.

"Hey, Cas." Dean greets.

"Hello, Dean. Sam. Larissa." Cas says.

"Hey, Castiel." Sam greets. Larissa gives him a half wave, not seeming super interested.

"Look at you, walkin' and talkin'. That's-- that's great, right?" Dean asks.

Cas walks over and holds his pointer finger out to Dean.

"Pull my finger." Cas says.

"What?" Dean asks.

"My finger -- pull it." Cas tells him. Dean pulls Cas' pointer finger, the lights shatter, Sam's hand immediately going on top of Larissa's head to protect her.

Cas laughs.

~ ~ ~

"Okay, just hang on, Cas. Wait. Let us catch up to you for a second." Dean says as Meg turns a lamp on.

"So, you're saying you remember who you are, what you are?" Sam asks.

"Yes. Of course. Outside today, in the garden, I followed a honeybee. I saw the route of flowers. It's all right there, the whole plan. There's nothing to add." Cas says.

"You might want to add a little Thorazine." Sam says.

"Right? He's been like the naked guy at the rave ever since he woke up. Totally useless." Meg says.