[The graveyard. He's probably not the only one hanging out there right now, but Sam's fully prepared to wait this out as long as he needs to.]
[He looks tired, but since when is that new?]Cole, if you're available, can you drop by and get the keys for the Roadhouse? I'm staying on graveyard duty for the moment
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He expected this, sort of, and that meant he could deal with it. He wouldn't be buried deep. (Hopefully, hopefully.) The dirt was loose enough that he could move, he could dig himself out. He'd be okay.
But that panicking part of him was very hard to suppress.
Castiel clawed at the dirt, coughing and hoping for air. Just... air. When fingers broke through the surface, he couldn't be blamed if one of those coughs became a choked sound of sheer relief.]
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There.
[All Sam cared about was getting the person unearthed. And he was pretty sure he'd know that hand anywhere. Which was why he dropped to his knees next to the grave, using the small garden-type spade to start digging.]
We're here, Cas. Just hold on. We've got you.
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... And perhaps still on the edge of panic itself. The grave seemed very... closed-in. Very small.]
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Hey. Hey, you're okay. We've got you.
[He wasn't even bothered by Anna being there. Maybe he should have been, but honestly? If she'd wanted him dead, he would have been. Several times over. Surprisingly, it made him feel safer in concentrating on Cas.]
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He scrambled to his feet -- probably with a little help from Sam, but he was a little too off-balance to really notice -- and stood beside the grave, brushing dirt from his hands and face.
Really. He'd like to breathe now.]
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I'm thinking we add some clean up supplies to the med kits in the graveyard. [Depending on the reasons why people were there, it could be a good thing to be able to clean a little of the dirt away right away instead of being forced to keep it.]
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[Rising] That's probably a good idea. [Glancing around] I might even start leaving stuff out here...there won't always be someone waiting. [It's not hard to imagine a scenario where someone dies off-camera and returns before anyone misses them, or where a whole group goes at close to the same time. And there are always a few people in town who just haven't got anyone to come find them.]
You okay, Cas? [Dumb question, maybe, but then the definition of okay has become kind of relative in this place. Mainly she just wants to know that the Underworld still hasn't managed to completely unhinge him.]
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He nodded at Anna's question.] I'm all right. [Not quite but he wanted to alleviate any lingering worry from either Sam or Anna. That meant speaking.]
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I'm also going to talk to those of us doing the security rounds and stuff, make sure that we all start making a few more rounds through the graveyard while on shift. Just in case, you know?
[He doesn't believe you for a minute, Cas, but he's also not going to call you on it. If that's what you need to function, then that works.]
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...Actually, he can walk and drink. Definitely could walk and drink.]
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Come on. Let's move this to the Roadhouse. Cole's keeping an eye on things as it is. I'm sure he'd be glad to have some more company.
[And Cas could get a shower and clean up and something to eat. Which was the important part of things.]
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