The Prophet

Chapter 59: Claire

"Is she alive?" Marcey asked.

"They found her unconscious in an alley outside of a bar, but yeah she's alive."

"Why would they put a dead person in the hospital?" I asked.

"I'm it's called a morgue."

"Morgues are in hospitals?" Instead of answering Marcey sighed and put her head on the table.

"I know nothing of the locations of morgues."

:::Time Skip brought to you by the pinkie toe:::

We pulled out in front of the hospital and saw the trench coat angel waiting in front of it. "Thanks for coming." Cas said. "What happened to Sam's hair?"

"Marcey saved him from turning into Rapunzel," I said.

Sam rolled his eyes. "It was perfectly fine how it was."

"No it really wasn't," Dean said.

"You were just jealous," Sam said defensively.

"Jealous?" Dean repeated.

"Jeal-ous."

"Dude you need help."

"Who's this?" Cas asked when he noticed AJ.

"This is Marcey's pigeon buddy," said Alfie, earning a glare from Marcey and AJ.

"What?"

"This is AJ she's an archnephilim like Marcey," I explained.

"Archnephilim?" Dean said.

"I made up a word. Do you need a straw?" Dean looked confused.

"Okay Archnephilim . . . " Dean said. "Back to the situation at hand, Cas, look, we're always glad to help, but Claire and I aren't exactly on the best of terms. I mean, should I even be here?"

"I need help from all of you. You were troubled teens. You speak her language."

"We aren't troubled teens" protested Ethan.

"Said the werewolf," Marcey coughed.

"I'm twelve I'm not a teen."

"He's a werewolf?" asked AJ.

"Yeah we'll explain that later child." Marcey said.

"So how's Claire?" Sam asked.

"Well, I-I haven't gone in yet," Cas said. " I was waiting for backup."

"Backup?" Sam asked. Cas nodded.

"Well Allons-y!" said Ethan in a British accent. He turned and started walking into the hospital.

:::Timeskip brought to you by Lassie (from the psych fandom not the dog) :::

When we got into the room Claire was sitting up in her hospital bed.

"What are you doing here?" She asked Castiel. "And why the hell did you bring him?" She pointed to Dean and completely ignored the rest of us. Not how I imagined meeting one of my favorite characters. Then again I shot Cas and threatened to shoot Sam and Dean.

"Awesome." Dean said sarcastically.

"Um, the - the police found my number in your emergency contact list." Cas explained.

"Yeah, well . . . That was a mistake. You can go now."

"Claire . . . Why were you at a bar?" Cas asked.

"I wasn't."

"Pants on fire," I mumbled.

"Claire, what were you doing in an alley outside of a bar?" Sam asked.