68. Hotel California

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[Hammer of the Gods]

INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL LOBBY

A bell dinged and thunder crashed.

EXT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL

The Impala parked in front of the hotel lobby at an angle.

INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL LOBBY

Sam, Dean and Natalia entered the lobby, soaked and gasping. Lounge music played.

"Whew," Dean commented. "Nice digs, for once. Busy night."

"Any port in a storm, I guess," the front desk attendant, Chad, replied with a chuckle. "If you could just fill this out, please."

"Yeah."

"Sir, I think... shaving nick there. Miss, I think you scratched your cheek." He handed Dean and Natalia a tissue. "Your key."

"Thanks," Natalia replied, blotting her cheek with the tissue.

"Oh. Thanks," Dean said. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a coffee shop, would you?"

"Buffet. All you can eat. Best pie in the tri-state area."

"You don't say?" Dean and Natalia stated in a questioning tone.

INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL BUFFET HALL

Dean and Natalia sampled pies.

"Heaven, right?" A man asked.

Dean scoffed. "Trust me pal... better." He saw a woman sitting alone. "How you doing?"

"No," the woman deadpanned.

"But-"

"Oh, lady, I'm just, you know-"

"I understand. And no."

"10-4. Yeah." His phone beeped and he grunted. "Sam, unpack, man. Eat something."

Natalia glanced at Dean. "Always respected how you respect the no you sometimes get." She glanced to Sam. "Dee's right. Eat some pie. It's good."

Sam looked between them. "We should hit the road, Dean, Nat."

"In this storm? I-it's-"

"It's Biblical. Exactly. I-it's friggin' Noah's ark out there, and we're eating pie."

"How many hours of sleep did you get this week?" Dean asked. "What? Three? Four? Bobby and Dylan have got their feelers out, okay? We have talked with every hoodoo man and root woman in 12 states."

"Yeah, well, I'm not giving up."

"Nobody's giving up. Especially me and Nat. We're gonna find a way to beat the devil and prevent Nat from dying, okay? Soon. She and I can feel it. And we will find Cas and Rae, we'll find Adam. But you are no good to us burnt out."

"Yeah. Yeah, okay."

Natalia elbowed Sam. "C'mon, we've actually got the night off for us. Let's try to enjoy it. And please, for the love of God, don't be a buzzkill."

INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL KITCHEN

A server carried a tray of dirty glasses. A severed arm was on the countertop next to a bloody cleaver.

INT. ELYSIAN FIELDS HOTEL HALLWAY

A couple was making out in front of their room. Dean pointed and smiled.

"Oh, what are you, 12?" Sam asked.

Natalia smirked. "More mature."

Dean scoffed. "I'm young at heart. Nat, you're not always more mature." The door creaked and he whistled. "Wow. Look at this. We're like Rockefellers. Chocolates! You two want yours?"

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