In the car, Sam said, "All right. Exit's in three miles."
Dean frowned. "I still say this is a bad idea."
Sam looked at him. "Dean, it was your idea, and it was the best one either of us had."
"I said it as a joke. Only because we got no magic spell, no book -- nothing on how to find a freakin' righteous bone."
"We can call Castiel again."
"Dude, on my car, she showed up naked... covered in bees."
Sam looked at his brother unsympathetically. "Yeah, I'm not really sorry I missed that."
"Really?"
"Really."
A man spoke on the radio. "...The price of stock hit an all-time high following Roman's acquisition of Sucrocorp. I say Roman's a buy."
A woman answered, "Got to disagree with you there. I'm gonna call him a "wait and watch"."
"Come on, Lawshe. You're killing me."
"Hear me out. This is a new sector for Roman."
"That's right. He's holed up at Sucrocorp headquarters right now."
"So sit tight. This-"
Dean switched off the radio. "Holed up at Sucrocorp, huh?"
The brothers looked at each other.
---
They eventually reached a crypt.
Dean frowned. "Well, I guess if we can't find a righteous bone in a friggin' nunnery crypt."
"All right," Sam said. "Here -- listen to this. Sister Mary Benedict, uh, taught the learning-impaired and died at age 23."
"Eh, it's a little young. Find someone who's had time to corrupt."
Sam read from a large book. "Okay, well, there was, uh... here -- Sister Mary Eunice. Uh, fed the poor, became Mother Superior at age 60."
"Sounds political. Everyone knows power corrupts."
"Right. Um... listen to this -- Sister Mary Constant, 83 years of quiet, humble nun-like goodness. What do you think?"
"Wow. I want to be more righteous just reading this."
"Exactly."
Dean thought for a moment. "All right, well, I lay odds on her. Here we go." He walked towards a plaque bearing the name of Sister Mary Constant. "Well... let's bone this nun." Sam made a face. "Sorry."
Dean smashed the coffin with a mallet.
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At Rufus's cabin, Dean tossed a lit match into a bowl. Flames rose and died down. Dean and Sam looked around.
Dean frowned. "Is he trying to make a grand entrance or..."
Sam shook his head. "I don't know."
"Son of a bitch. He's standing us up."
"Well, we summoned him. Doesn't he kind of have to-"
Dean turned to his brother. "If Crowley wants to screw you, he'll screw you."
"Or... he can't come 'cause something went wrong."
"Maybe."
There was a knock on the door and Sam took out his gun.
Dean turned to him. "Maybe it's good news."
Sam looked through a hole in the door, then opened it to let Meg in. "You deal with her. I can't anymore."
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Your Guardian Angel
Misterio / SuspensoAfter a year of living an apple-pie life, Dean is back. Castiel is hiding something and once the truth gets out, things will get ugly. It's a whole new pit of monsters for Team Free Will. The question is, are they ready? (Seasons 6-8) *I don't ow...