FILLED: Behind Blue Eyes 1/?lennelleMay 3 2016, 15:00:16 UTC
Sam is mid-cough when Zeke comes out to play. Or not... he's not exactly the playful type. He does that freaky blue eye-flash thing and suddenly Sam's sitting up straight, better posture than Sam could ever accomplish anyway. He turns to look at Dean, wearing that constipated-angle face he always has when Dean sees him.
"What's wrong?" Dean asks, because Zeke only comes out when it's urgent.
"Sam is sick," Ezekiel tells him. He doesn't blink, Dean noticed that a couple of weeks ago and now he can't get it out of his head. "I must heal him."
"Well, that's why you're here," Dean points out, "Can't you do that, you know, quietly?"
Ezekiel frowns. "Sam is unaware, you do not need to worry," he says, "But he has a viral infectious disease of the upper respiratory tract. It is only small but it will greatly hinder his recovery given how weak he is. I will need to remain on the surface where I'm strongest for at least two days."
"A viral infectious what?" Dean's still on the first half of the conversation.
"A common cold," Zeke explains. Dean groans.
"You can't do that," he says, "Sam's gonna notice if two days are missing, especially when it's his birthday tomorrow."
Zeke tilts his head to the side thoughtfully. "I have put him in a dream, if that makes you feel better," he tells Dean, "He's still talking to you, in his mind."
"That's kinda creepy," Dean admits, he sighs, "What am I supposed to do, just leave him locked up in his own head?"
"He's safe," Zeke assures him.
"What about tomorrow?" Dean asks, "I made him a freaking birthday cake for the first time in... well, ever. And Charlie is coming 'round, Kevin's here. We'd have more people but Garth is MIA and you kinda vetoed Cas."
Zeke glances away. "I can play the part of your brother, if you like."
"No! No, I just want my brother, okay? You said he'd be healed weeks ago but he's not and you're still here."
Ezekiel's jaw stiffens. "I am doing my best. If you wouldn't ask me so often to use my powers for anything other than healing your brother then I would have left by now."
Dean sighs. "Come on, man, that's not fair. Charlie was dead, you expect me to just leave her like that."
Zeke doesn't say anything. "This is how it is. Sam must remain where he is until the virus is gone."
"What's wrong?" Dean asks, because Zeke only comes out when it's urgent.
"Sam is sick," Ezekiel tells him. He doesn't blink, Dean noticed that a couple of weeks ago and now he can't get it out of his head. "I must heal him."
"Well, that's why you're here," Dean points out, "Can't you do that, you know, quietly?"
Ezekiel frowns. "Sam is unaware, you do not need to worry," he says, "But he has a viral infectious disease of the upper respiratory tract. It is only small but it will greatly hinder his recovery given how weak he is. I will need to remain on the surface where I'm strongest for at least two days."
"A viral infectious what?" Dean's still on the first half of the conversation.
"A common cold," Zeke explains. Dean groans.
"You can't do that," he says, "Sam's gonna notice if two days are missing, especially when it's his birthday tomorrow."
Zeke tilts his head to the side thoughtfully. "I have put him in a dream, if that makes you feel better," he tells Dean, "He's still talking to you, in his mind."
"That's kinda creepy," Dean admits, he sighs, "What am I supposed to do, just leave him locked up in his own head?"
"He's safe," Zeke assures him.
"What about tomorrow?" Dean asks, "I made him a freaking birthday cake for the first time in... well, ever. And Charlie is coming 'round, Kevin's here. We'd have more people but Garth is MIA and you kinda vetoed Cas."
Zeke glances away. "I can play the part of your brother, if you like."
"No! No, I just want my brother, okay? You said he'd be healed weeks ago but he's not and you're still here."
Ezekiel's jaw stiffens. "I am doing my best. If you wouldn't ask me so often to use my powers for anything other than healing your brother then I would have left by now."
Dean sighs. "Come on, man, that's not fair. Charlie was dead, you expect me to just leave her like that."
Zeke doesn't say anything. "This is how it is. Sam must remain where he is until the virus is gone."
TBC (I'll finish this later :))
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