And all you're holding onto's slipping like water through your hands...

[hostage]

Who: Jesse Pinkman, Castiel, John Winchester & Mary Winchester
When: After this on Sunday, October 28
Where: Mary's hospital room
Summary: The boys put aside their differences for some faith healing.
Warnings: Jesse and John are in the same room.


[Jesse dials the number over and over again, as if that'll somehow get the guy to pick up. Who knows? Maybe he's just passed out and the sound of the phone will wake him up. The guy's a junkie, Jesse knows that. But he's a junkie with some wicked healing powers and he does whatever Jesse asks. All it takes is a few grand and a phone call.

...Usually.]

God, he's not - Fuck. Come on.

[Jesse slams his NV shut and presses his knuckles to his forehead. He's like that for a long moment, wondering if it's worth it to send a guy out to his healer and have his forcibly dragged here. That could take hours, though. Days, even. For all he knows, the guy's in some crackhouse somewhere.

There's another option, though. One that fills Jesse with dread, because it isn't exactly right. Him. Turning to religion for help. He's already done it once, and Castiel... That's an angel who'd probably cut him down, if the world was all in order and everything was in its place. Like Crowley said.

It's not for Jesse, though. It's for Mary. That has to mean something, right? Or maybe there's something he can do to earn an angel's blessing. He doesn't know. But he takes one look at her and he knows he has to try.

So he shuts his eyes and prays: Castiel. I don't know how this works but Mary needs your help. Please.]

Comments

[momchester]

[She doesn't relax until Cas confirms that she's okay, and even that is marginal- her grip on the armrests loosens, she takes John's hand and bows her head close to his for a private moment of reunion- they exchange a kiss, a set of I love you-s, then she looks up again, confused, still disoriented and angry from the dream before.]

Where are the others? They were here. What day is it?

[failedparenting]

[There's some dim, distant part of his brain that realizes he's crying a little, but he doesn't have time to be embarrassed right no. All he cares about is Mary and her beautiful, blessedly open eyes.]

It's Sunday. You've been under four days.

[hostage]

[Maybe he shouldn't be, but Jesse's surprised to see Mary and John like this. It's way different from the picture he's had painted in his head. Hell, this might actually be the first time he's ever seen them acting like a couple that loves each other.

...Which of course means Jesse, as the homewrecking douchebag, shouldn't be anywhere the fuck near this scene. He can't exactly leave without interrupting them, though, so he stays where he is and rubs at his eyes. He's crying, too, but he's quiet about it.]

[ofthursday]

[Castiel isn't crying, which makes him a little out of place, especially as he doesn't quite get why the other are. So he focuses on Mary's question, in order to actually do something useful.]

I haven't seen Raphael, or Gabriel. I don't know where either is.

[momchester]

[She grips John's hand tighter, so as to not ignore him, and gives Cas a bewildered nod.]

Okay. [Frankly, Mary's head hurts and the dream feels like it's still with her, so she doesn't feel bad about ignoring the children a little bit.] We should- can we talk later?

[She shakes her head, trying to ground herself, then looks around, belatedly noticing Jesse. Wait, Jesse? Why is Jesse here standing three feet away from John, and what reality show are they on?]

What happened?