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"Dean, Dick Roman's on Oprah," said Sam, egg dripping from his fork, "Hugging a bald kid in a wheelchair."
Dean snatched the remote control from the fry cook's apron and turned up the volume.
"...and at a fraction of the cost of chemo, with none of the side effects," Dick said, petting the hand of a grateful mother.
"Truly a medical breakthrough, how did your team manage it?" asked the host.
Dick wagged his finger reprovingly. "Now now, girl's gotta have her secrets," he said, to a wave of titters from the audience, "Let's just say we found our little blue fairy to help turn Timmy here," he said, punching the sick kid playfully on the shoulder, "Back into a real boy."
Sam looked at Dean. "You don't think..."
Dean whipped out his phone. "Yes, this is Dean Smith," he said to the psych nurse on the other end, "Friend of Emmanuel's, just wanted to see how he's...I see, when?..."
Sam dropped some cash on the table and fished car keys out of his jacket.
"What happened?" he asked, holding the door open.
"Cas checked out a few days after we left him," said Dean, breakfast turning to battery acid in his gut, "And don't say I told you so."
"You were thinkin' it."
Sam unlocked the car, ignoring this last jab. "So what's the plan?"
Castiel's face flashed in Dean's memory, crisp hospital whites, neatly parted hair, and a thousand-yard stare. At their last meeting, Cas had leafed thru a Gideon bible, repeating the same passage to himself, and it haunted Dean at the bottom of every bottle.
"Don't urge me to leave you or to turn back from you."
"Where you go I will go, and where you stay I will stay."
"Where you die I will die, and there will I be buried."
"May the Lord deal with me, be it ever so severely," he said, his blue eyes lost in some distant fire, "If even death separates me from you."
"Find him," said Dean, climbing into the driver's seat, tears springing unbidden, "And don't let him go again."
Back in the diner, the TV continued. "Starting next week, we're unveiling a new children's research facility, all possible thru private donors such as yourselves."
"And what's the hospital to be called?"
And showing off his teeth to the camera, "Saint Dick's."