Running Up That Hill Δ SPN [2]

004. WIZARD OF OZ

"Hey. How'd it go with Kevin?" Sam asks Dean who walks into the bunker.

"Oh, that little nerd is in a lovely warded hotel room in Branson. He's got about 48 hours of pay-per-porn and Kenny Rogers ahead of him." Dean says.

"How's he feeling?" Sam asks.

"Well, he stared at the angel tablet and repeated the word "falafel" for the entire ride. Kid's cracked. I'm hoping this break will, uh, clear his head. You know, after everything that happened, I figured we could use a little break ourselves." Dean says.

"So I, uh, picked you up season one Game of Thrones. Figured we'd get a little takeout." Dean says, holding up the DVD.

"All right. Well, first, I think I might have found a way to help Cas." Sam says.

"Did you talk to him?" Dean asks.

"No." Sam answers. "And, by the way, I still don't understand why he left in the first place. I mean, the bunker is the safest place for him. Bartholomew and-and who knows how many other angels are out there, gunning for him." Sam says.

"Hey, look, nobody wants him here more than I do, okay? But, uh, he felt like he'd bring trouble down on us, so he had to split." Dean says making Ophelia roll her eyes. "But if you got a way to help him, I'm all ears."

"All right. So, Kevin said the table lit up like a Christmas tree when the angels fell, right?" Sam asks.

"So?" Dean asks.

"So it turns out each light was where a cluster of angels fell. So I'm thinking maybe there's some way to hot wire this, make it track angels. That way, we could help Cas steer clear of danger."

"This was... your idea?"

"I-- yeah. The girls have been reading all day." Sam says. "And there's... not anybody else here."

"So, how would it work?"

"Oh, no idea. See, at first, I thought the table was the computer, but it's not. It turns out it's just part of it. But I did find these cables underneath, and I followed them. You're never gonna believe what I found."

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They're in a room full of electrical panels, shelves, and a very large and old computer.

"Voila." Sam says.

"This is a computer?" Dean asks.

"Yeah -- or it was in 1951, when it was installed. Now, here's the crazy thing. It's not plugged in to anything. I mean, I have no idea what's making this thing work." Sam says.

"It's warm here." Dean says, putting his hand on the back of the computer. He grabs a screwdriver and inserts it under the back panel of the computer, trying to get it open. The panel pops off and Dean stumbles back into a shelf.

"Got it." Dean says.

"Your back hurt?" Ophelia asks.

"Kind of." Dean says.

"Good." She mumbles making him roll his eyes.

"Huh." Sam hums, looking at all the wires and everything else.

"Well, that looks simple. Does it come with a manual?" Dean asks.

"Nothing in the archives, and I obviously couldn't find anything like it online, not to mention I'm pretty sure that the Men of Letters doesn't exactly have I.T. support anymore either." Sam says.

"I think I know somebody who could help us. Come on." Dean says, the four leaving.

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Sam and Charlie walk down the stairs.