not strong enough, supernatural [ 2 ]

059. health dad

The girls walk into the main room of the bunker where Sam and Dean are sitting.

"I mean, you know, Cas is human now." Sam says. "It's gonna take him a lot longer to travel."

"I'm gonna get whiplash." Dean mutters.

"What?" Sam asks.

"Whiplash?" Libby frowns in confusion.

"Nothing." Dean says. "Um, all right, so, I was thinking that if the angels are organizing, then that makes them a lot more dangerous than we thought." He says.

"Why do you think they're organizing?" Sam asks.

"It makes sense." Dean says. "My point is, is that the more of them that are after Cas, the worse it is, so... we gotta find him."

+++

The family are walking out of a convenience store. Dean is carrying the bag of food and Sam is holding a container of pie.

"Look at these chemicals. Do you even read the label?" Sam asks and Dean snatches it from him.

"No. I read "pie." The rest is just blah, blah, blah." Dean says.

"Okay, you two are not eating any of that." Sam tells the twins.

"Wha--" Libby frowns.

"I prefer cookies." Evie says. "Ooh, or cupcakes." She grins.

"It's my body. If I'm allowed to control who touches it, I should be allowed to control what goes in it." Libby states.

"She's got a point." Larissa says.

"She's twelve. Deciding what she eats isn't entirely up to her. If we did that method with Athena, she'd be eating rocks every day." Sam says. "And all Libby would eat is pie, chocolate milk, soda, and spaghetti. Then E would be on a cookie, cupcake, chocolate milk, pizza diet."

"I don't see any problems with that." Libby says.

"Me neither." Evie hopefully grins.

"Your bodies will." Sam says.

"Alright, alright, alright. Argue with the children later, health freak." Dean says. "Listen, when we hit Detroit, we start with the homeless shelters." He says.

"Right, then go to the encampments, soup kitchens." Sam says.

"Check out places that he might have gone looking for work." Dean says.

"Yeah, and I can-- I can check for vagrancy arrests." Sam says.

"Yeah, and, you know..." Dean mimes a head exploding. "Odd deaths."

They round a corner, quickly hiding. The brothers make the girls stay back as Sam and Dean go back to the person that was following them. Larissa stays back with the girls. The brothers pin him to the wall, holding an angel blade and the demon killing knife against the guy's throat.

"Who are you?!" Sam questions.

"Why are you trailing us?" Dean asks.

+++

They interrogated the reaper and then killed him. It's daytime now and Dean pulls into a parking lot. Libby and Athena are all asleep and Evie is watching a movie on the iPad with headphones on.

"What's up?" Sam asks.

"We've been chasing our tails all night. No Cas. "What's up?" I'm fried. I think it's time for plan B." Dean says.

"I'm not following." Sam says.

"I'm letting you know." Dean says, trying to get Ezekiel.

"O-okay. Um, letting me know what?" Sam asks.

"I'm letting you know." Dean repeats, his voice more serious.

Larissa's heart clenches as Sam's eyes glow blue for a moment.

"What is it, Dean?" Ezekiel asks.

"I need your help." Dean states.

"That is flattering. We've been through this. I cannot be making public appearances." Ezekiel says.

"Oh, I understand that. I'm not asking you to walk the red carpet, Zeke, okay? I need your help finding Cas." Dean says.

"It cannot be done. He is warded." Ezekiel says.

"I know that, but maybe you can use your intergalactic, hyperspace, X-ray eyeballs to find someone else. There might be a reaper for rent on his ass. Could you find them?"

"I could try." Ezekiel says.

+++

"You know, you never answered my question. How did you know where to find Cas?" Sam asks his brother as they sit in the bunker, Dean eating a burrito.

"I told you. I went through Maurice's pockets. I found an address and took a shot." Dean says.

"I never saw you go through Maurice's pockets." Sam says.

"What are you talking about? I don't see half of the nerdy stuff that you do. It doesn't mean that you don't do nerdy stuff." Dean says.

"I am really enjoying this place." Cas says, walking in. "Plentiful food. Good water pressure. Things I never even considered before. There really is a lot to being human, isn't there?"

"It ain't all just burritos and strippers, my friend." Dean says.

"Yeah. I understand what you're saying." Cas says.

"You do?" Sam asks.

"Yes, there's more to humanity than survival. You... look for purpose, and you must not be defeated by anger or despair. Or hedonism, for that matter." Cas says.

"Where does hedonism come into it?" Dean asks.

"Well, my time with April was very educational." Cas says.

"Yeah. I mean, I would think that getting killed is something." Sam says.

"And having sex." Cas says making Dean and Larissa choke on their burritos.

"You had sex with April?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, that would be where the hedonism comes in." Sam says and Dean shushes him. Cas and Sam awkwardly nod to each other.

"Girls, uh, go-- go get more burritos." Larissa says.

"Why?" Libby frowns.

"Go." Larissa gives them a warning look and the twins leave.

"So... did you have protection?" Dean asks.

"I had my angel blade." Cas states. Larissa face palms.

"Oh-- oh, he had the angel blade." Dean says, looking at Sam.

"In any event, I-I do now see how difficult life can be and how well you two have led it. And I think you'll all be great teachers." Cas says.

"Thanks, Cas." Dean says.

"Are there any more burritos?" Cas asks.

"Uh, yes." Dean points to the kitchen and Cas walks out.

"Our little Cas. He gave it up to a reaper. That is--"

"Castiel cannot stay here." Ezekiel states, cutting Dean off. "He will bring the angels down on all of us."

"No, no, he's got the Enochian tattoo. He's warded." Dean says.

"He was warded when April found him, and she killed him." Ezekiel says.

"Yes, and you brought him back, and I thank you for that, but this is Cas, okay? Who vouched for you when I didn't know you from Jack. The bunker is safe." Dean says.

"Bartholomew is massing a force. We cannot stand an incursion. Castiel is in danger, and if he is here, I am in danger." Ezekiel says.

"Wait, you're in danger? From who, the angels?" Dean asks.

"If he stays, I am afraid I will have no choice but to leave." Ezekiel says.

"Oh, no, you can't do that. Sam's not well enough. If you leave his body..."

"I know. I am sorry."