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“I can still go with you. It's just a toe.”
“Cas, no. You're moving around at, like, quarter speed, and if you move your foot the wrong way you're in agony. Broken toes are no joke, and we both know that. You need to keep it taped, keep your weight off of it as much as you can, and let it heal. Sam and I'll zip out to Illinois, get this thing ganked, and be back before you know it.”
“You have no idea what 'this thing' is.”
“Lay off the air quotes, dude, we've been over this. And yeah, we don't have any leads yet, but once we've got boots on the ground I'm sure we'll figure it out. And if we can't, I'll text and you can root through the library for us. K?”
“Okay.”
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D: How are you doing? You staying off your foot?
C: Yes, Dean. Don't worry. Why are you texting? Do you need some help with the case?
D: Nah, we're still on the way. Stopped for food. Did you eat yet?
C: I made one of those microwaveable entrees. The sodium content in those things is near-lethal, but they're very satisfying.
D: That's convenience food for ya. Drink some extra water to make up for it. Okay, Samantha's done with her big salad so we're gonna get back on the road. Later.
C: It wouldn't kill you to eat a salad once in a while, Dean.
C: Dean?
D: NO SERVICE. TEXT CANNOT BE DELIVERED.
C: Liar.
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D: You ever think about getting a tattoo?
C: I have a tattoo.
D: Well, yeah, but, would you ever want to get one for fun?
C: What do you mean?
D: Like, Sam and I have the anti-possession symbol, but that's for the business, like yours is. But I'd love to get something just for me, like a picture of Baby, or... I dunno. Just some art I like. First vic's girlfriend works in a piercing parlor, and we're sitting here waiting for her to finish her 3:00 so we can grill her. There's some really cool flash on the walls, and it's giving me ideas. So would you ever get more ink?
C: Hmmm. I think I would like a little bumblebee. And a flower. Maybe on my hip?
D: Wow.
C: What does that mean?
D: I was not expecting that answer, dude. I thought you'd want, like, obscure religious symbology or some kind of abstract mathematical graph but that sounds... Really fucking adorable. You should do that. Seriously.
C: Maybe I will.
D: After we get home we should make this happen. I'll take you to my guy in Lebanon if you want.
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D: You were right. Bronze knife dipped in salt and vinegar did it. I smell like a bag of chips but the thing's dead. All of the vics are here in the lair. They're skinny and confused, but they're alive.
C: Wonderful! I'm glad I was able to assist even though I'm stuck here on the couch.
D: This was all you, man. Couldn't have done it without your help.
C: I'm sure that's not true. You and Sam would have figured it out.
D: Not in time. A couple of the survivors are dangerously dehydrated. You saved lives today, Cas.
C: As always, I'm honored to make a contribution.
D: Really glad you're on the team. No one wants to go back to the bad old days when there was nothing standing between the monsters and the normal world except two dumbasses with Daddy issues.
C: Yes, three dumbasses with Daddy issues has turned out to be the sweet spot.
D: LOL you got that right.
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C: The bed's cold, beloved. Are you almost home?
D: Yeah. We stopped for gas at the state line, so now it's a straight shot to the Bunker. I'll be there in a couple hours.
C: Can't wait. I've missed you.
D: You too, baby. Love you.
C: Love you, too.