Random Supernatural RP, Part 1

Chapter 30

Heimich: *Leads them through the stream of workers. Just about everyone stops to take a peek at Arties condition. Especially a couple of children that pass through. They finally reach what must be the medical wing. A man in a long white doctors lab coat with spiked up hair and blue tinted glasses greets them in the hospital like room.* Jerald, people. People, Jerald.

Sean: *Was sitting on a chair by the bed. Instantly hobbles up with his crutches and makes his way to Artie, nearly tripping in the process.* This is all my fault. I cant believe I did something so stupid.

Heimich: Just give him the antidote, and then you can apologize.

Sean: *Fiddling with a needle and vial of odd purple liquid.* I know. I know. Hold his head still. I have to inject it into a main artery so it can absorb into his system better. *The two manage to get the drug into Arties system and set him down on the bed where Jerald looks him over.*

Jerald: Hmmm. A couple big bruises. *Looks at the dirt mark on Arties shirt, then the Winchesters dirty shoes.* But nothing he hasnt provoked out of people before! If Seans right about that drug of his, he should be fine.

Sean: If he isnt, Ill follow him.

Jerald: Lets keep the death toll to a minimum. *Goes over to the Winchesters and Levi.* What do we have over here?

Dean: *Pulls out his knife.* Touch him, and I swear to god.

Jerald: *Jumps back startled. Waves his hands nervously.* No, you have it all wrong! Sure, I may be half demon, but Im a pacifist by nature! I just wanted to know if you were hurt or anything!

Daniel: Leave it to them to experience the only member whos unguarded last. Its ok, Jerald is the most sane of us all. We think.

Jerald: Dont worry. Halwende hasnt come out in ages, not even when I got mad. It should be safe.

Dean: *Eyes him up and down suspiciously.* Were fine. Were used to the war injuries.

Sam: Yeah. We sure are.

Dean: We know how to take care of ourselves.

Levi: I dont have any injuries either, so please dont bother.

*Jerald is about to say something when a loud, almost purr like noise comes from Artie.*

All: *Look over at Sean who has frozen in place. His hand in Arties hair.*

Sean: Uh, he doesnt usually do that very loud.

Daniel: ...Make. Up. Your. Mind! Are you together or not!?

Sean: *Hands up in defense.* I dont even know.

Jerald: Well. that was awkward.

Dean: *Sighs.* Im glad that hes alright.

Sam: Same here.

Levi: *Laughing. Sounds abnormally deeper than it should be. Calms down, and shakes his head.* Great. Demons, vampires, werewolves, fairies, hunters, gods, and now sexually confused people. Whats next; angels? *Had forgotten that he met Cas already. Sighs.* So, wheres this Larson guy that supposedly wants to talk to me?

Jerald: *Does the mystic arm wave thing.* No one knows.

Daniel: Running late. Were having a grouchy teen problem on one of the lower levels. They got grounded for sneaking out and threw a temper tantrum. Also, I can partially read your mind, so be careful around me. *Points at Dean and Sam.* Somethings blocking you two.

Heimich: What did you hear that got you upset, Dan?

Daniel: Nothing I want to fathom. The mere thought of allowing my brother to be with such a creature. *Looks at Sean and shudders in disgust.* Its atrocious. I wont hear anymore of it.