Heroes (We Could Be)

28) O' Death!

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Dean yelled at his brother

"Dean..." Sam started to say.

"No, don't "Dean" me. I mean, you...you have had some stupid ideas in the past, But this (to Bobby) d-did you know about this?" Dean continued.

"What?" Bobby asked.

"About Sam's genius plan to cram the devil down his throat." Dean said

Bobby nodded.

"Dean, stop yelling. I already mentioned this was on the table to back at that crack house when we were hunting Brady." Beck said handing him a beer.

"Yeah, ya did. I just didn't realize this had evolved to the talking phase. Thank you." Dean replied accepting the beer.

"Now you know. So please, babe, stop yelling." Beck said.

"You can't do this." Dean told his brother.

"That's the consensus." Sam agreed.

"All right. Awesome. Then, end of discussion." Dean said.

Dean's phone began to ring.

"Answer your phone it's Cas." Beck told Dean.

"Cas?" Dean greeted.

"Put it on speaker, baby." Beck instructed softly.

Dean put his phone on speaker so everyone could hear Cas.

"Hey Cas, it's Sam. Are you okay?" Sam asked.

"No." Cas replied.

"Everyone but Becky thought you were dead. Where the hell are you man?" Dean asked.

"A hospital." Cas answered.

"Care to elaborate." Bobby said.

"Apparently, after Van Nuys, I suddenly appeared, bloody and unconscious, on a shrimping boat off Delacroix. I'm told it upset the sailors." Cas explained.

"Uh, well, I got to tell you, man -- You're just in time. We figured out a way to pop Satan's box." Dean told him.

"How?" Cas wanted to know.

"It's a long story, but, look --we're going after Pestilence now. So if you want to zap over here..." Dean started to say.

"I can't "zap" anywhere." Cas interrupted.

"What do you mean?" Dean asked.

"You could say my batteries are -- are drained." Cas said tiredly

"Fuck." Beck swore softly enough for Cas not to hear.

"What do you mean? You're out of angel mojo?" Dean asked confused, frowning at Beck.

"I'm saying that I am thirsty and my headaches. I have a bug bite that itches no matter how much I scratch it, and I'm saying that I'm just incredibly..." Cas trailed off.

"Human. Wow. Sorry." Dean finished for him.

"Cas, is there a nurse or doctor nearby?" Beck asked.

"A nurse just walked in, Rebecca." Cas told her.

"Good. Put them on the phone. Dean, I need to borrow this a minute." Beck said and took the phone from Dean.

Beck took the phone off of speaker and began talking to the nurse. Beck introduced herself, spoke to both Cas's doctor and nurse about his condition, asked how soon he could be discharged, confirmed she would be on the next flight to Baton Rouge, let them know she would fill out all the necessary paperwork and pay the bill for Cas's stay along with any prescriptions he may need. She then asked for Cas to be put back on the phone.