habits, supernatural [ 1 ]

073. "my stomach's a watermelon!"

Sam and Larissa are in the cabin and Sam is at the table and on his laptop while Larissa is reading on the couch. Dean walks in, stopping in the middle of the room.

"Hey. You look like you've s-- well, I was gonna say "You look like you've seen a ghost," but you'd probably be stoked. Uh, you okay?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, I'm cool. What's up?" Dean asks.

"Well, this kid went missing from a preschool." Sam says.

"That sucks. And?" Dean asks. He hands Larissa the chocolate milk she asked him to get.

"Thank you." She tells him.

"And at the same time he vanished, a surprise tornado hit, lasted maybe 20 seconds, then, uh... shazam. Back to perfect weather." Sam says.

"Hmm. And they pooh-pooh climate change." Dean says, putting the beer in the fridge.

"Yeah." Sam chuckles. "Well, similar wackiness has happened over the past few weeks in other places. Uh, Tulsa, a bus driver vanishes and a river gets overrun with frogs. New Mexico, a mailman disappears, the earth splits open."

"All right. So, uh, you thinking demons?"

"Yeah, possibly, but... I mean, this stuff was major. These folks have nothing in common -- no religious affiliations, different hometowns, all ages. WHy would demons want them?"

"Why do demons want anything? Uh, so, we on this?"

"Yep."

"Can't we just stay somewhere for a little while? Man, all this driving, God." Larissa complains.

"Would you like to stay here?" Sam asks.

"You're considering letting your 7 month -- almost 8 month -- pregnant wife stay alone in a cabin... in the woods?" Larissa asks. "How dare you."

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"Hey, so it's not just Americans who are vanishing. Uh, this guy, Luigi Ponzi disappeared walking between two subway cars in Rome. And right above ground, there was a freak hail storm." Sam says.

"So, we going to Rome? Wouldn't be too shabby." Dean says as he washes his face in the bathroom.

"Hello, Dean."

~ ~ ~

Sam and Cas are sitting at the table while Larissa is on the bed and Dean is standing up.

"Unbelievable, man. I-I cannot believe it. You're actually here." Sam says.

"Yeah, I've been trying to reach out, but for whatever reason, I wasn't at full power. So I couldn't connect with you." Cas says.

"That must have been why you kept seeing him. I mean, you think?" Sam asks Dean.

"Yeah. Yeah, uh, I got to be honest, I-I-I'm thinking, how the hell did you make it out? I mean, I-I was there. I know that place. I know how we had to scratch and claw and kill and bleed to find that portal and make it through it, and it almost finished me. So, uh... so how exactly are you sitting here with us right now?"

"Dean, everything you just said is completely true. And that's the strange part. I... have no idea. I remember endlessly running and hiding from leviathan, and then I was on the side of the road in Illinois. And... that was it." Cas says.

"And that-- that was it?" Dean asks.

"Yes." Cas nods. "Oh. I'm dirty."

"Yeah, well, Purgatory will do that to you." Dean says.

Cas gets up and goes to the bathroom.

"Dean?" Sam calls.

"Huh?" Dean turns to him.