I'm a reckless goddamn son of a bitch

[momchester]

Who: Mary Winchester and her visitors~
When: 10/22 - 10/24
Where: Skye Medical
Summary: After surviving getting eaten by a grue, Mary has three fun days in the hospital before it gets worse.
Warnings: Injury, language, Lisbeth, and Winchesters.

[The night she comes in, the 21st, is taken up by surgery, family, and much-needed rest, but the next morning she wakes up slightly loopy from the drugs and ready to... stare woozily at the day. She has nasty scrapes on her face that required stitches, a patchwork of hideous bruises, a cast on one wrist, and bandages all over her body, including around her head, with several different IVs and a couple of monitors hooked up to her at once. Overall she looks like a hot mess, but she's coping better than anyone would expect, and when she isn't using her powers to throw things at Lisbeth, her roommate, she's taking visitors.

Some time between Wednesday night and Thursday morning, though, her condition worsens from an unforeseen complication, and she falls unconscious.]


(OOC: please reply under the top-level comment thing for the day your character is visiting. There are only three days because she'll be hiatused coma'd after that, oops. 8( )

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[ofthursday]

[Castiel sends Gabriel a withering look for his comment, though he's glad to have another angel there to help, even if he's concerned about Gabriel and Raphael clashing. Maybe Gabriel will talk his way out of the whole situation.

That would require Raphael listening, though, which is the real issue.

He growls low in his throat in pain as he feels the tendons cut, drawing his hand back against his chest, still curled over but managing to balance on just his knees now as his organs continue to knit back together and lesson some of the pain and weakness.

He wants to say something scathing, something at Raphael, but he doesn't. He managed to keep his mouth shut for the moment, knowing that antagonizing the situation is a bad idea, no matter how much he might want to. So he lets the archangels argue for the moment, wondering briefly how long it would take for him to make an escape.]

[uberboned]

It's not your brain, genius. [Gabriel glares at Raphael and notes Castiel's injuries. He figures there's no way to argue down his older brother, but Castiel's younger, injured, and not nearly as strong, so he claps a hand on Castiel's shoulder and raises a hand.]

But, hey, if you two wanna act like children, take it outside. [He snaps once and all but spiritually hauls Castiel out of the dream and back into the physical plane. No sooner are they out then he whirls on Castiel.]

What the heck was that? Is Mary rolling around in the angel crack again?

[servingmichael]

[No, there aren't many ways to argue down Raphael when he is in this kind of mood.

But he's also not willing to let this go yet either. He doesn't bother addressing Mary, simply leaves, following Gabriel.]

He decided to intrude.

[momchester]

[When they leave, Mary fades away, her dreams breaking apart as she sinks further into unconsciousness.]

[ofthursday]

[It's a great relief when Gabriel pulls him out of the dream, even if adjusting to both being in the real world and standing are kind of difficult at the moment. He sways on his feet, still mending organs, and spits some more blood off to the side so he can respond.

And then Raphael shows up, not unexpectedly, and Castiel really wants to be gone.]

I came to check on her. He was doing nothing.

[He being Raphael, of course, and nothing being 'helping'.]

[uberboned]

[Gabriel looks between them and then sighs in exasperation.] When did I become the mature one in this family?

[He crosses his arms pointedly over his chest.] I'll take "more detailed explanations" for $500, Alex.

[Not that he couldn't just figure it out on his own, but he'd rather hear it from them over what was so horrible they had to beat each other up over it.]

[servingmichael]

[When he decided not to drink Michael's kool aid?]

I don't owe you one.

[He's had about enough of others making demands of him.

And then Castiel just wouldn't shut up.]

[ofthursday]

I told him if he wouldn't heal her, then I would.

[His liver is back together now, which is nice. Time to work on kidneys.]

He was insulting, so I was so back. It seems emotion is only discouraged when it isn't his.

[uberboned]

Children. Although you do have a point about that, Castiel. [He gives Raphael a shrug and then pinches the bridge of his nose.] Did this really all start because Raphael wouldn't put the healing voodoo on Mary? You look like two idiots who got into a fight 'cause you're both dating the same girl.

[servingmichael]

[Maybe they look like that because that's what happened?]

I did heal her - of what would kill her. She will heal on her own in time.

This way I know where she is and can keep an eye on her. And perhaps an extended stay in the hospital will teach her some caution.

[ofthursday]

We weren't fighting. I didn't touch him.

[It's true, and it was purposeful and took a great deal of self-restraint. He glared sideways at Raphael before turning his attention back to Gabriel.]

You wouldn't react the same if it was someone you cared for? It costs him nothing to let me do it; all he is accomplishing is some pathetic attempt at a display of power that no one but he is impressed with.

[uberboned]

[He looks between the two of them again. They both have valid points, but Castiel does care for Mary a great deal and Gabriel would punch someone in the face if they tried to prevent him from healing Jinx or Ahiru- not that he could, since he's never been very good at healing others. Lessons were important, but not always necessary.]

Yeah, I would. Weirdly enough. [He arches an eyebrow at his older brother.] What stake do you even have in this? Momchester ain't even your problem.

[servingmichael]

Michael asked me to watch over her.

[Which. Someone doesn't understand the difference between 'request' and 'order' yet.]

So, actually, she is.

[ofthursday]

You're doing a poor job.

[Just saying.]

[uberboned]

[Gabriel makes a harsh EH-EH-EH sound and mimes 'SHUT YOUR MOUTH' with his hand.]

Okay, you [he points at Raphael] need to get off Michael's dick already, because it's not gonna get you anywhere and you [he points at Castiel] ....Just go heal the poor woman. Let archangels deal with archangels. Now go. Scram. Shoo.

[servingmichael]

Give the injuries and death count your charges have amassed? You're one to talk.

[But comment does earn one final injury - the same treatment to Castiel's left hand as his right, instantly instead of the slower counting down.]

And just because you chose to abandon us, doesn't mean I am going to turn on Michael.

[ofthursday]

[Ow, that hurts, and Castiel snarls again at the damage to his hands, but Gabriel is giving him an out. So instead of responding to Raphael, or anything else incredibly stupid but incredibly tempting like spitting at the archangel, Castiel disappears in a rustle of feathers. He'd heading home first, to recover enough to actually heal someone else, and then he'll figure out what to do about Mary.]

[uberboned]

[Castiel barely gets more than a condescending finger wave as he departs, before Gabriel puts all of his attention on Raphael.] Oh, excuse you, bro, at what point did I say "abandon?" The SOB ain't even here, so if anyone got abandoned, it's us.

[He had meant to say "you," because he was so disconnected from his family these days that family affairs were rarely a "you and me" thing and just a "you" thing. Some things you couldn't shake, which was why he still dropped everything and came running when one of them called.]

[servingmichael]

He wouldn't have left us here. Michael would never had left us.

[Just a barely repressed snarl.]

I'm going to do as he asked.

[uberboned]

'Course not, but he didn't really have a choice.

[He rolls his eyes.] Fine, but not helping her ain't helping anyone. She got sloppy. So did you. You can heal. She can't. Is there any part of the math here that ain't obvious?

[servingmichael]

I was injured saving her. There is no reason to heal ever injury which she will heal on her own. As I told her - any injury which would kill or leave a permanent injury I did heal.

That's also why I was in her dreams to begin with, to continue to watch her. To make sure she was healing.

[uberboned]

Which, by the way, opens a new can of worms. Don't do that. It's creepy. We have phones for a reason.

[servingmichael]

And we have no reason to use them.

[Not letting go of this 'I'm an archangel and I do what I want' mentality anytime soon.]

[uberboned]

Right, 'cause I haven't had my fill of pigheaded siblings or anything. That'll never stop being fun.

[Even if he's just as pigheaded about... different things.]

[servingmichael]

And you aren't just a stubborn as the rest of us.

[But he's calming down a little?]