INT. Bobby's HOUSE-DAY
Bobby is sitting at his desk with a pile of books in front of him. Sam is sitting in a chair in the opposite corner talking to Dean, who is standing while myra and jack are sitting on the couch.
Sam: Well, then tell me what else it could be.
Dean: Look, all I know is I was not groped by an angel.
myra: Okay, look, Dean. Why do you think this Castiel would lie to you about it?
Dean: Maybe he's some kind of demon. Demons lie.
Bobby looks up from his books at everyone in the room
Sam: A demon who's immune to salt rounds and devil's traps... and Ruby's Knife? Dean, Lilith is scared of that thing!
Dean: Don't you think that if angels were real, that some hunter somewhere would have seen one... at some point... ever?
Sam: Yeah. You and myra just did, Dean.
Dean: I'm trying to come up with a theory here. Okay? Work with me.
jack: Dean, we have a theory.
Dean: Yeah, one with a little less fairy dust on it, please.
Sam: Okay, look. I'm not saying we know for sure. I'm just saying that I think we --
Dean: Okay, okay. That's the point. We don't know for sure, so I'm not gonna believe that this thing is a freaking Angel of the Lord because it says so!
Bobby: You Chuckleheads want to keep arguing religion, or do you want to come take a look at this?
Myra, Jack, Sam and Dean walk over to Bobby's desk.
Bobby: I got stacks of lore -- Biblical, pre-Biblical. Some of it's in damn cuneiform. It all says an angel can snatch a soul from the pit.
myra: What else?
Bobby: What else, what?
Dean What else could do it?
Bobby: Airlift your ass out of the hot box? As far as I can tell, nothing.
Sam: Dean, this is good news.
Dean: How?
jack: Because for once, this isn't just another round of demon crap. I mean, maybe you were saved by one of the good guys, you know?
Dean: Okay. Say it's true. Say there are angels. Then what? There's a God?
myra: At this point, Vegas money's on yeah.
Dean: I don't know, guys.
Sam: Okay, look. I know you're not all choirboy about this stuff, but this is becoming less and less about faith and more and more about proof.
Dean: Proof?
Sam: Yes.
Dean: Proof that there's a God out there that actually gives a crap about me personally? I'm sorry, but I'm not buying it.
Sam: Why not?
Dean: Because why me? If there is a God out there, why would he give a crap about me?
myra: Dean --
Dean: I mean, I've saved some people, okay? I figured that made up for the stealing and the ditching chicks. But why do I deserve to get saved? I'm just a regular guy.
Sam: Apparently, you're a regular guy that's important to the man upstairs.
Dean: Well, that creeps me out. I mean, I don't like getting singled out at birthday parties, much less by... God.
myra: Okay, well, too bad, Dean, because I think he wants you to strap on your party hat.
Dean: Fine....and what does your mom have to do with anything?jack: that's what i'd like to know
sam: do you have any idea why he would say god and your mom commanded it
myra: your guess...is as good as mine...but...better question... What do we know about angels?
Bobby picks up a pile of fat and weighty looking books and puts them in front of them.
Bobby: Start reading.
Dean looks at the pile of books, and turns towards Sam.
Dean: You're gonna get me some pie.
Dean grabs a book from the top of the pile.
EXT-Bobby's HOUSE
Sam pulls up to the house. Bobby approaches the car window.
Bobby: Keep the engine running.
Sam:Why? What's going on?
Bobby: I got a friend one state over -- Olivia Lowry. I've been trying to reach her for three days on this angel thing. It's not like her to ignore this many calls.
Sam: Olivia Lowry -- a hunter, right?
Bobby: Yeah. We're gonna go check on her. You guys follow me.
Dean , myra and jack approach the driver's side of the car, as Bobby and jack head to his own car.
Dean: Scoot over. Yeah.
Dean grabs the bag of food Sam bought back and looks inside it as myra gets in the back.
Dean: Dude?
Sam: Yeah?
Dean: Where's the pie?
INT Olivia's HOUSE-DAY
Bobby enters the house, armed with a gun, followed by Dean, myra, jack and Sam who are also armed. They search for Olivia.
Bobby: Olivia?
They see OLVIA dead and covered in blood on the floor. Bobby walks away, out of the room.
Dean: Bobby?
myra: (pointing to the doorway) Salt line.
Sam myra, jack and Dean look around the room.
Dean: (picking up the EMF reader) Olivia was rocking the EMF meter.
myra: (nodding)with good reason... Spirit activity....there was definitly a spirit here
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Supernatural Season 4
FanfictionIts been a hard few months after Dean had been buried. Myra, Jack and Bobby have been keeping things afloat at the Singer House while Sam had disappeared a few days after Dean died. Now with Dean back from Hell the group will deal with new challenge...