Supernatural: My Bloody Valentine
September 19th 2010 05:53
Dean’s favorite holiday, Valentine’s Day (or, as he likes to put it “unattached drifter’s Christmas”), comes around, but he’s just not feelin’ it this year. But that’s probably a good thing, as he and Sam have more things to worry about, like a Cupid gone rogue.
When a couple literally eat each other come the great day of love, and Sam and Dean find angelic symbols on their hearts (literally, they check it out in the morgue), they call Castiel in for help. At first, Cas is sure they’ve got a Cupid gone rogue on their hands, one which, he points out in his great stoic Cas way, they should stop, but after summoning Cupid and enduring their uh, unique form of handshake, Sam, Dean, and Cas find out that Cupid was just following his orders. Poor guy had no idea someone was twisting his little love brandings. Cupid tells Sam and Dean that their parents were a match made in Heaven, literally, and Dean punches him in the face. Offended, Cupid disappears, and Sam just stares at his brother, asking him if they’re going to ever talk about what’s up with him lately or not. Dean chooses, “or not”, and walks off.
After a man dies eating too many Twinkies, Dean *gasp!* loses his appetite, Cas suddenly gains one, and Sam attacks a demon in the alley carrying a mysterious suitcase that holds a human soul, Castiel figures out what’s really going on here. It’s Famine. As in the Horseman. He explains to Sam and Dean that people in this town are hungry. Not just for food, for whatever they yearn for, be it love, money, Twinkies, or in Cas’s case hamburgers.
Cas explains that his sudden desire to eat is coming from Famine’s effect on his vessel. Jimmy apparently had a think for red meat. Whereas Dean is unaffected for some reason, Sam comes to realize that he’s hungry for…well…IT. It? You know what. The new plan? Well, since cutting of War’s ring seemed to get rid of him and snap people affected by him out of it, maybe it’ll work on Famine too. Does Famine have a ring? Yep, and Castiel knows it. Okay, new plan. Find Famine, cut off his ring, save Chicago.
Confessing to his brother that he probably shouldn’t go with him on this particular hunt with so many demons running around, Sam asks Dean to tie him down “but good”. Worried about his brother, Dean handcuffs him to the bathroom sink and he and Castiel head out to cut off Famine’s ring.
Unfortunately, by the time they find Famine Castiel’s need for hamburger is so great that the plan for him to go in, cut off the ring, and meet Dean back outside by the Impala fails, as Famine just happens to be inside a diner. When Dean realizes that Cas is taking way too long, he heads inside, only to find Famine himself sitting there in his wheelchair. Cas is on the floor shoveling raw meat into his mouth, his knife lying helplessly beside him. Famine spots Dean and laughs. “You send in your dog,” he wheezes, “I just threw him a steak.” Dean points out that he’s unaffected by Famine’s mass hunger, and the Horsemen puts his hand up to Dean and laughs, telling him that he can put up a good front, lie to his brother and the world, but he can see inside him. And inside, Famine tells Dean, he’s already dead. Before Dean can answer, Sam suddenly appears behind Famine. “Let him go.”
Dean looks up, horrified to see Sam’s mouth covered in blood. Demon blood. Famine is all too happy to see that Sam got his little snack (a snack that Sam tried valiantly not to go after, but eventually couldn’t help it). Famine offers the rest of the demons in the room to Sam, but this time Sam holds up his hand and kills them instead. Sam doesn’t want them? Fine, Famine will have them. With a swipe of his skeletal hand, Famine ushers the black demon smoke into his mouth. Eating them may have made him stronger, but it doesn’t last long, as Sam uses his powers on the demons inside Famine to beat him. Castiel snaps out of it, looking up from the meat.
Castiel and Dean stand outside Bobby’s panic room as Sam shouts at them for help from inside. It’s killing Dean to hear his brother begging him to let him out, and even though Castiel assures him that that’s not Sam in there, that his brother just needs to get it out of his system, it doesn’t make Dean feel any better. Telling Cas he just needs some air, Dean heads outside.
Alone, Dean drops the act, swallowing hard and staring up at the sky. “Please…I can’t…” Tearfully, he finally admits, “I need some help…Please?”
The night is silent.
Dean: *sliding a real heart across the autopsy table to Sam* Be my Valentine?
~*~*~
Dean: *on phone* Cas, it’s Dean. Yeah, room 31 C basement level, St. James Medical center—
Castiel: *appears on phone in front of him* I’m there now.
Dean: Yeah I get that.
Castiel: I’m gonna hang up now.
Dean: Right.
~*~*~
Castiel: What human myth has mistaken for Cupid, is actually a lower order of angel. Technically, it’s a cherub, third class.
~*~*~
Sam: Okay, anyway, so what you’re saying…
Castiel: What I’m saying is a Cupid has gone rogue, and we have to stop him before he kills again.
Sam: Naturally.
Dean: Of course we do.
~*~*~
Sam: *to Dean* Wait a minute, YOU’RE not hungry?
~*~*~
Dean: Is this a fight? Are we in a fight?
Castiel: This is... their handshake.
Dean: I don't like it.
Castiel: No one likes it.
~*~*~
*Cupid’s crying in the corner*
Sam: Should-should somebody maybe go talk to him?
~*~*~
Castiel: We didn’t mean to um…hurt your feelings.
Cupid: *grabs him into a hug* Love is more than a word to me, I love love, I LOVE it! And if that’s wrong I don’t want to be right.
Castiel: *pats Cupid awkwardly* Yes, yes, of course, I uh…I have no idea what you’re saying.
~*~*~
Cupid: The union of John and Mary Winchester? Very big deal upstairs, top priority arrangement.
Dean: Are you saying that you fixed up our parents?
Cupid: Well not me, but yeah.
~*~*~
Dean: *after punching Cupid in the face* Where is he? Where’d he go?
Castiel: I believe you upset him.
~*~*~
Sam: You just punched a Cupid!
~*~*~
Castiel: And then will come Famine. Riding on a black steed…He will ride into the land of plenty…And great will be the Horseman’s hunger, for he IS hunger….His hunger will seep out and poison the air…
~*~*~
Famine: Hungry…
~*~*~
Dean: What are you, The Hamburglar?
Castiel: I’ve developed a taste for ground beef.
~*~*~
Castiel: *eating a hamburger* These make me, very happy.
Dean: How many is that?
Castiel: Lost count. It’s in the low hundreds.
~*~*~
Famine: Yes, I see…*laughs* That’s one big dark nothing you go there Dean. Can’t fill it can you? Not with food, or drink, not even with sex.
Dean: Oh you’re so full of crap.
Famine: Oh you can smirk and joke and lie to your brother, lie to yourself, but not to me! I can see inside you Dean. I can see how broken you are, how defeated—you can win, you know it, but you just keep fighting, just keep going through the motions. You’re NOT hungry Dean because inside, you’re already dead.
~*~*~
Dean: *seeing Sam after he’s drank blood* Sammy, no…
~*~*~
Dean: *tearfully looking up at the heavens* Please…I can’t…I need some help…Please?
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