Leave My Wings Alone

"Dean, look at this." Sam pushed the screen of his laptop toward him, pointing to a news article from 1922, "UFO sighting near Habel." He read the report.

"And here," this time from a 1966 report, "the town of Poin-Lesant has had a similar situation several times when the townspeople lost their way in the forest and saw two The red light is the eyes of a giant with wings growing from the back of the giant."

"What are you trying to say?" Dean asked.

"Whether these things are true or not, the winged creatures they see can fly, but you can't. And you have no witnesses, no one can see your wings," Sam paused, then wanted to Come to a conclusion, "So I think—"

"I know what you're going to say," Dean cut him off. "You think everything about me is delusional."

"So what do you think, all the evidence points to something really happening on your mental level."

"Sam, we two hunted demons, I thought you were used to these unanswerable things."

Sam stretched out his arm and patted Dean's shoulder with his hand. "We'll find out."

He didn't want to continue arguing with Dean, so he closed the notebook, accidentally looked up and caught a glimpse of the painting Dean had pasted on the wall, confused by the messy picture.

"what is that?"

"The doctor told me to draw it, and it's my, uh, my wings," Dean said.

"Is that how your wings look?" Sam seemed quite puzzled by this, "I don't know how you got to like it."

He struggled for a while and then said: "Maybe you are right, this matter still has to be investigated from supernatural forces, no one would imagine that their wings are so ugly."

Dean couldn't tell whether Sam's words were sincere or just mocking his painting skills, but neither of these two things made him happy, so he ordered Sam to leave: "Adolphus suggested that I should always be alone. Be quiet for a while."

Sam readily agreed, he packed his things and said hello to Dean, and went back to the motel, before he left, he said, "I'll come see you tomorrow...Listen, a week at most, if there's no sign, we'll I'll let you go through the discharge procedures, okay?"

Dean knows that Sam has been worrying about him, but he can't say anything disgustingly nice, and the only way he responds to that is by deciding not to bring a case against him, and to just sit back and relax for a while.After making this decision in his mind, he let out a "huh" and waved at Sam.

For the next three days, Dean lived in a monotonous and leisurely way. He found that the food in the hospital was not bad, so he stopped ordering takeaway, but occasionally asked Sam or Bobby to bring him two apple pies. Adolphus is actually a very easy person to get along with except for being a bit verbose at times. His treatment process is very slow. Most of the time they are just chatting. Dean feels that although he can't make his wings disappear, he makes himself feel relaxed physically and mentally. a lot.

At the request of Sam and Bobby, the nurse did not force Dean to inject drugs, and he behaved normally except that he always emphasized not to let others get close to his wings. The nurse thought his symptoms were mild, so they didn't feel sorry for him. .

Every day from [-]:[-] pm to dinner time, Dean would usually come out of the ward to visit the back garden of the hospital for a while, then meet Sam who came before the restaurant, and go back to the ward with him.

Today is Thursday, and Dean is sitting in front of the flower bed in the garden as usual, with his legs spread apart, his body leaning forward slightly, his hands on both sides of his knees, quietly watching a group of children playing around by the fountain .

Suddenly he narrowed his eyes, looked at the group of children from a distance, and identified one of them that he had seen before. It was the little girl he had met on the street twice.

Dean was wondering how she could be here, the little girl stopped playing and trotted all the way to the side waiting for her grandmother, Dean followed her to the old woman in the wheelchair.

Including this time, Dean has met their grandparents and grandchildren three times in total.The little girl's grandmother was able to walk the first time, and sat in a wheelchair the second time. This time she was so haggard that she seemed to have difficulty even smiling at her little granddaughter-but all the changes took place in less than a week scene.

Dean's trembling fingers on his legs stopped unconsciously, his expression became serious, he stood up and went back to the ward early.

When he got back to the ward, he called Sam on the landline in the room and told him to come over early, then put a jacket on himself, opened the door and walked out.

His eyes searched the corridor, and then he showed a charming smile and greeted the nurse not far away: "Hi, Maria."

Maria smiled at him too, and walked over to ask, "What's the matter, Dean?"

"It's nothing, I just saw a pair of grandparents and grandchildren when I was walking in the garden just now, and I want to ask if you know their origins."

Maria asked blankly, "What grandparent?"

Then she asked again: "What do you ask these for?"

"The two of them reminded me of me and my grandmother, and I didn't see the little girl's father or mother, so I was a little curious. It was a little girl about seven or eight years old, with a ponytail, she and her grandmother The relationship is very good, we always stay together, do you have any impression?"

Under Dean's persistent gaze, Maria finally lowered her head to think. She said, "There are so many grandparents and grandchildren in the hospital... you mean the ones who were admitted recently?"

"Yes."

"I think if I remember correctly, on the second day after you came, an old lady was registered in the hospital. She was accompanied by a family of three, but the couple never appeared again, only her granddaughter kept stay with her."

After listening to her description, Dean's eyes lit up: "They are right, tell me their names."

"Oh, sweetheart, don't talk to me in such an orderly tone." Maria glanced at him teasingly, "I can't reveal the patient's information casually, it's a rule."

The nurse reached out and patted Dean's face, then twisted away.

Dean cursed dejectedly, looked up and saw Sam coming from a distance, he cheered up, and greeted in a brisk tone: "Sam, you came very quickly."

Sam obviously just saw the previous scene, he brushed past Maria, then walked up to Dean, looked at Maria's back for a few seconds, then turned to Dean and asked, "Is this the new girl you hooked up with? "

Dean felt something was wrong with Sam's expression, normally the guy would have used a teasing tone, but now he was staring at him meaningfully, as if he had noticed that someone had done something wrong.

"I thought you'd like it better... Forget it, it's okay, what did you ask me to do?" Sam thought for a while, and swallowed the words back, after all, in some positions, he couldn't control Dean's love life .

Dean was made uncomfortable by his tone, and he said, "I'm not interested in her, not at all, I was just talking."

Sam eyed him half-suspiciously, and then saw that Dean didn't look like he was trying to be coy, and they both stared at each other with that "I'm not kidding at all" look, and Sam took two steps back and said, " Come on, I know you're not lying."

He was inexplicably relieved, probably because he felt that he didn't have to worry about the possible quarrel between two people anymore, and who the other person was besides Dean, Sam didn't plan to say it in his heart for the time being.

Dean didn't know the ups and downs in Sam's heart, he took a deep breath, told Sam what he had seen and heard before, and then he asked, "What do you think, is there any work to do?"

Sam smiled bitterly: "We didn't look for the case, but the case came to us by itself."

"I'll find a way to get information about the grandparents. You can go to the girl's parents." Dean said.

"How do you get their information?" Sam was a little curious, he made up a name casually, "Should someone else go to Merla?"

"What else, of course to steal." Dean ignored Sam's intentional picking.

"Are you serious?" Sam cast a pointed glance behind Dean's back, "Can you come and go in the small space where the medical records are kept?"

"Oh, so I'll just have to be a hands-off shopkeeper," Dean said dryly.

"You cover me, I'll steal."

Dean was about to nod, when suddenly he had a flash of inspiration, he called Sam who was about to turn around, and said hesitatingly: "Maybe...we can..."

Sam could see what he was thinking at a glance, he took a breath, staring his eyes in disbelief: "Just for such a trivial matter, you want to call him over?"

Dean knew that with Sam's temperament, he would never agree, but he had no time to argue with Sam, he looked behind Sam and said, "It's too late, Sammy, I just called him."

Sam subconsciously turned around.

"Hello, Sam." Castiel lowered his voice to meet Sam's surprised gaze.

"…It's really yours, Dean."

Castiel passed Sam and stopped forty centimeters in front of Dean: "Dean, why did you summon me?"

Dean hesitated before answering, "Can you steal something for us?"

After saying that, he regretted it, he realized that he was a mean and shameless guy, and he shouldn't bother Castiel with such a trivial matter, but, Dean looked at the angel he hadn't seen for a long time, and felt that he didn't regret it.

I'm mean at best, shameless, he thought slowly.

"What is it, where is it?" Castiel startled both brothers by posing as if he was about to fight.

Sam jumped out and explained very reluctantly: "Don't get excited, it's just a very ordinary medical record, and you don't need to use your, uh, angel blade."

So Castiel had no choice but to take back the Angel Blade in his hand. He seemed a little confused and asked in confusion, "An ordinary medical record?"

This time Sam didn't want to lose this man even if he killed him. He didn't say a word, so Dean had to stand up and said, "We have a new case. I can't steal the medical records. Sam has other tasks to do." , so we—I thought of you."

After speaking, he was afraid that Castiel would be unhappy, so he asked cautiously: "You will help, right?"

In the end, Castiel was really upset, but it wasn't because of the medical records, his expression changed, and he said in a low voice, "You've got yourself another case, Dean Winchester."

Dean was stunned by the full name. Before he could say anything, Sam backed away: "You guys talk first, I'll go to the bathroom."