[The feed turns on to show the crackling warm glow of what appears to be an impromptu fire, the glittering of scales, some amount of blood on the snow on the ground, and a lot of liquor bottles.
Oh, and Jo and Cas, sitting against what appears to be a dead baby dragon.
Jo herself is cradling a gun, sitting with her legs crossed, and she’s loading the
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[He'd offer Gabriel the remaining dregs of alcohol if they'd have any effect and he didn't drink his alcohol 1:1 with splenda.]
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Wow. When did this happen? [Because... This is apparently doomed to be an awkward conversation. Let Gabriel sort out his shock that they managed to outlive the Winchesters in a single location. This will NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN.]
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Today.
[All the awkwardness.]
But it's for the best. He and Sam should be together.
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Well. It's official. We're in Hell. Only explanation.
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[A pause, as he seems to consider something.]
Metaphorically, however, yes.
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[The one time he assumes otherwise. And as for that last part...]
And I was responsible for both Sam and Dean's escapes from Hell. I assure you I sent neither away from here, therefore this is likely not literally Hell.
[And drinking again.]
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It could be Hell being ironic.
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[So fucking there. And damnit, now this bottle's empty. There's got to be another with some left somewhere around...]
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[And then he seems to realize something.]
However Rei will be displeased.
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[Abruptly. Jo and Cas have adopted a very basic model for dealing with this. Dean went home. Because he had to go home. And they were pissed off that he left them behind.
It's worked out very well so far.
As you can tell by the liquor and the dead dragon.]
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