INT. HOSPITAL
Bobby, wearing a bathrobe and ball cap, sat in a wheelchair and stared out the window. Sam and Kit watched him from the doorway.
Dean arrived with a manila envelope in hand. "It's been like three days now?" Sam sighed. "We got to cheer him up. Maybe I'll give him a back rub."
Kit shook her head. "No, Uncle Sammy tried. He's just being grumpy."
"Dean," Sam called.
"Well, what, then?" Dean wondered.
"Look... we might have to wrap our heads around the idea that Bobby might not just bounce back this time."
They paused and Sam looked at the envelope, which said X-RAY.
"What's in the envelope?" Kit wondered, pronouncing envelope wrong.
"Went to radiology," Dean replied, opening the envelope and pulling out the contents. "Got some glamour shots."
Dean handed Sam the contents of the envelope, a chest x-ray with strange writing on the ribs. "Let's just say the doctors are baffled."
Sam examined the writing, which was in Enochian. "Holy crap."
Dean looked at his brother. "Yeah, well, Cas carved you one, too."
Kit frowned. "Why'd Cas do that?"
"To keep us safe, kiddo."
Sam's phone rang and he answered. "Hello? ...Castiel?"
"Speak of the devil."
"Ah, St. Martin's Hospital. Why? What are you - Cas?" He hung up.
A woman in scrubs and a man in a white lab coat rushed past with a piece of equipment on a cart.
A voice of the PA said, "Dr. Cohen to the ER, stat. Dr. Cohen to the ER, stat."
Castiel walked past them and the other passerby and stopped at Dean, Sam and Kit.
"Cell phone, Cas?" Dean asked. "Really? Since when do angels need to reach out and touch someone?"
"You're hidden from angels now - all angels," Castiel exclaimed. "I won't be able to simply-"
"Enough foreplay," Bobby interrupted, causing Dean, Sam, Castiel and Kit to look at him. "Get over here and lay your damn hands on."
No one moved.
Bobby looked over his shoulder. "Get healing. Now."
"I can't," Castiel admitted.
Bobby turned to face the angel. "Say again?"
Castiel walked up to Bobby. "I'm cut off from Heaven and much of Heaven's power. Certain things I can do. Certain things I can't."
"You're telling me you lost your mojo just in time to get me stuck in this trap the rest of my life?"
"I'm sorry."
"Shove it up your ass." He turned back to the window.
Dean turned to Sam before saying, "At least he's talking now."
"I heard that."
Castiel returned to the hunters and said, "I don't have much time. We need to talk."
"Okay," Dean agreed.
"Your plan to stop Lucifer."
"Yeah. You want to help?"
"No. It's foolish. It can't be done."
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Lavender's Blue
Mystery / ThrillerA father and his newborn daughter set on a quest of sorts to find his father. Along the way, they recruit his brother. Together, they travel the back roads, hunting things that go bump in the night, trying to make the world a little safer. It's no...
