Being Alive ( D.W)

"I'm In Heels"

Cass nodded "yeah"

Sam "yeah, uh, no accidents, incidents, violations or anything remotely interesting involving a crappy '78 Continental Mark V."

Cass "you think it's crappy?"

I smirked. 

Sam froze. 

Dean "Eye of the beholder"

Me "and if i said that the Impala was a piece of wasted metal?"

Dean pointed his phone at me "Then you're moving out"

I smiled amused. 

Cass "He's a shut-in for centuries, former scribe of God. you wouldn't think he would be a good driver"

Sam "you know what? I'll look for unusual occurrences at places he might hang out"

Cass didn't react. 

Sam "Cass. "

Cass looked at Dean. 

Dean "Places Metatron might hang out?"

Cass "uhm...He loves waffles. You could try places that have those"

Dean "okay, so every restaurant in the entire country"

Cass started to have some sort of attack. He fell to the ground. 

Dean "Cass?"

We rushed over to him. 

i turned him on his back "hey, Cass, you okay?"

Cass breathed out "relative to what?"

Dean "do you know where you are? what's the date?"

Cass "Earth. Several billion years from the beginning"

The boys helped him sit up. 

Dean "Come on, buddy"

Cass "it's like i was inside a blender that was set to purèe for a tomato salsa. "

Dean asked amused "and you're the tomato?"

Cass "in this analogy, yes. "

Me "okay, Cass? what the hell was that? "

Cass "i blacked out for a lot of it, but i don't...i don't know, it overwhelmed me. i.-I couldn't control it"

Dean "let's get him up. Come on. Come on"

They helped him on the chair. 

Dean "we gotta find that witch"

Sam nodded "yeah"

Cass "what can i do to help?"

Sam shook his head "no, no. you just, uh, sit there, take a breather"

Cass nodded "okay. I'll do my best"

Then he groaned in pain "it's difficult with these voices. "

Dean froze. 

Sam's jaw dropped "now there are voices?"

Dean took a step back "are these voices telling you to hurt someone?"

Cass shook his head "no, guys, i'm hearing Angel Radio"

Dean shrugged, nodding. 

Cass "It's a lo of chatter. They're - they've been looking for me since i escaped, as well as scouring the earth for the perp. "

Sam, Dean and i looked at each other. 

Cass "It's slang for "perpetrator."."

I nodded.