INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL LOBBY
A bell dinged and thunder crashed.
EXT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL
The Impala parked in front of the hotel lobby at an angle.
INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL LOBBY
Sam, Dean, holding his sleeping daughter, and Esther entered the lobby, soaked and gasping. Lounge music played.
"Whew," Dean commented. "Nice digs, for once. Busy night."
"Any port in a storm, I guess," the front desk attendant, Chad, replied with a chuckle. "If you could just fill this out, please."
"Yeah."
"Sir, I think... shaving nick there. Ma'am, I think you scratched your cheek." He handed Dean and Esther a tissue. "Your key."
"Thank you," Esther replied, blotting her cheek with the tissue.
"Oh. Thanks," Dean said. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a coffee shop, would you?"
"Buffet. All you can eat. Best pie in the tri-state area."
"You don't say?" Dean stated in a questioning tone.
Esther chuckled softly and smiled.
INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL BUFFET HALL
Dean sampled pies.
"Heaven, right?" a man asked.
Dean scoffed. "Trust me pal... better." He saw a woman sitting alone. "How you doing?"
"No," the woman deadpanned.
"But-"
"Oh, lady, I'm just, you know-"
"I understand. And no."
"10-4. Yeah." His phone beeped and he grunted. "Sam, unpack, man. Eat something."
Sam looked at his brother. "We should hit the road, Dean, Esther."
"In this storm?" Esther questioned. "I-it's-"
"It's Biblical. Exactly. I-it's friggin' Noah's ark out there, and we're eating pie."
"How many hours of sleep did you get this week?" Dean asked. "What? Three? Four? Bobby has got his feelers out, okay? We have talked with every hoodoo man and root woman in 12 states."
"Yeah, well, I'm not giving up," Sam told him.
"Nobody's giving up. Especially me. We're gonna find a way to beat the devil, okay? Soon. I can feel it. And we will find Cas, we'll find Adam. But you are no good to us burnt out."
"Yeah. Yeah, okay."
Esther turned to Sam. "We've actually got the night off for us. Let's try to enjoy it."
INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL KITCHEN
A server carried a tray of dirty glasses. A severed arm was on the countertop next to a bloody cleaver.
INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL HALLWAY
A couple was making out in front of their room. Dean pointed and smiled.
"Oh, what are you, 12?" Sam asked as Esther rolled her eyes.
Dean scoffed. "I'm young at heart." The door creaked and he whistled. "Wow. Look at this. We're like Rockefellers. Chocolates! You two want yours?" He laid a still sleeping Kit down on a bed.
"Knock yourself out," Sam replied.
Esther grabbed two chocolates and pocketed them.
Dean stared at her. "I will frisk you."
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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...
