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Castiel has his hand of power out when Sam and Dean get there. He says heâ€™s tethering the Cupid. Cas does his little Enochian chant andâ€¦nothing. Suddenly Dean is grabbed from behind by a large naked man. â€œHere I am!â€ He joyfully announces, squeezing the stuffing out of Dean. Needless to say, Deanâ€™s bothered and Sam watches befuddled. Dean calls for help so Cupid swings him around a bit. â€œHelpâ€¦isâ€¦onâ€¦theâ€¦wayâ€¦â€ Oh, this is good! Then he drops Dean when he spots Castiel. â€œHello you!â€ He bear hugs Cas next who can hardly breath. Then Cupid turns around to Sam. â€œAnd look at you!â€ Sam gets really scared and tries to run but Cupid is too fast. He hugs him next, and itâ€™s interesting how this Cupid can get his arms around such a giant man. He does though! Itâ€™s so funny to see Sam manhandled like that.
Dean asks Cas if they should be fighting. Cas lets him know thatâ€™s their handshake. â€œI donâ€™t like it,â€ Dean says. â€œNobody likes it,â€ Castiel replies. Cupid finishes with Sam (who looks like he wants to take a shower now) and cheerfully comes over to ask Cas what he wants. Ah, what a sweet angel. Castiel wants to know why heâ€™s doing this. Cupid doesnâ€™t get it. Doing what? Cas tells him his marks are slaughtering each other. Cupid is shocked to hear this. So, Dean, who is the Winchester with the anger issues this week, unloads on Cupid, accusing him of popping people with his poison arrow. Then Cas joins in, wanting to know why. Cupidâ€™s face falls over such harsh accusations and in true diva form, bursts into tears. Needless to say, none of them expected that. I think itâ€™s hilarious.
Cupid goes off to the side to have his meltdown, while Dean, Castiel and Sam congregate. Theyâ€™re feeling a bit uncomfortable. Sam suggests that somebody go talk to him, although heâ€™s giving the signal to Cas. Dean joins in with Samâ€™s body language suggestion. Cas squeamishly goes over and tries to talk. â€œWe didnâ€™t mean to, uhâ€¦â€ he rolls his eyes and looks at Sam and Dean, who give him enthusiastic shows of support. Oh, this is good. I love how all three of these guys interact so well. Theyâ€™re quite the team anymore. Drama, comedy, you name it, itâ€™s all good. Cas goes back and finishes his sentence. â€œâ€¦hurt your feelings.â€ Cupid whips around and hugs him for comfort. â€œI love love, I love it! And if thatâ€™s wrong I donâ€™t want to be right.â€ Wow, Cupid is a giant marshmallow.
Castiel tries to be supportive, patting him on the back and everything, but then admits he has no idea what heâ€™s talking about. Both Sam and Dean are watching in the background so completelyâ€¦oh how do I describe it? Think giant teddy bear reaction. Theyâ€™re spooked. Cupid claims he was just on his appointed rounds. Whatever his targets do after that it has nothing to do with him. He begs Cas to read his mind. Cas does and finds itâ€™s the truth. I hope that mind reading thing only works on other angels. And with permission. â€œJiminy Christmas, thank you!â€ Cupid says writing off the teary act. A bizarre character, this must be an Edlund script.
Dean wants clarification. Cupid was following orders. From whom? Why Heaven of course! â€œWhy does Heaven care if Harry meets Sally?â€ Most of the time they donâ€™t, but thereâ€™s certain bloodlines, certain destinies. â€œLike yours.â€ Sam and Dean are now bothered. â€œYeah, the union of John and Mary Winchester, very big deal upstairs. Top priority arrangement.â€ Dean confirms that what heâ€™s saying is he fixed up his parents. No, not him, but yeah. We see Dean fuming and Sam looking disturbed as Cupid goes on. â€œOh it wasnâ€™t easy. They couldnâ€™t stand each other at first but when we were done with them, perfect couple.â€ Cupid is all giddy over the whole thing and Dean isâ€¦not. Oh come on Dean, respect the guy. Itâ€™s obvious he loves his job.
Dean of doesnâ€™t care if they were the perfect couple because theyâ€™re dead. Not really Cupidâ€™s concern, since the order was specific. Sam and Dean had to be born. â€œYour parents were justâ€¦meant to be.â€ He laughs and sings while doing jazz hands, â€œA match made in Heaven.â€ I love what this actor, Lex Medlin, is doing with this role. Heâ€™s so cheery its fun! So not this show. Of course Dean is being a grumpy gus as established earlier and punches cupid. Dean obviously forgot what happens when you punch an angel. Nothing happens to the angel and his hand is wrecked. Dean shakes off the pain, Cupid frowns and then disappears.
Standing in the background are a completely incredulous Sam and Castiel, both wondering what the Hell has gotten into Dean. Sam even has the hands of exasperation going. Dean wonders where he went. â€œI believe you upset him,â€ Castiel says, not exactly pleased. â€œUpset him?â€ Dean asks ready to go off on a rant. Sam jumps in and tells him enough. Dean doesnâ€™t get it. â€œYou just punched a Cupid.â€ Yeah Dean, you punched only the happiest creature alive. Dean defends himself, saying he punched a dick. Um, no Dean, that would be you. â€œUm, are we going to talk about whatâ€™s been up with you lately or not?â€ Sam asks. Dean gets even more pissed. â€œOr not!â€ Dean answers storming off, leaving Sam to give the camera his worried puppy dog look of doom. Oh, just wait Sam. This is about to get much worse.
Not wasting anytime on the getting worse, Sam is back at the coroner on his own. Another unusual case has popped up. Ben Edlund isnâ€™t done making us sick. I should also note this weird outfit change for Sam. Heâ€™s got a new gray suit which actually looks okay, but the silky blue gray shirt and gray striped tie ages him about twenty years. I want my hunks young and current! He looks like he lifted the outfit from an insurance agent. Anyway, the really cool coroner shows a dead guy with one bloated stomach. He hands Sam his records. The man used to weigh about 400 lbs and got one of those gastric bypasses. I think those things should only be for people that dangerously overweight. Too many others are doing that for irresponsible reasons. Oh, you didnâ€™t want my opinion? Okay, moving on.
Anyway, the man decided to go on a twinkie binge. He blew out the band on his stomach and when he could no longer swallow, he jammed the cakes down his gullet with a toilet brush. â€œHe was ramrodding a cannon.â€ Sam takes the news with a squirm and an adjustment of the collar. â€œSo what do you make of it?â€ Sam asks. â€œI think it was a peculiar thing to do,â€ the doctor answers before swigging his whiskey. Iâ€™m with you doc! Sam leaves the morgue and tells Dean on the phone whatâ€™s going on. Whateverâ€™s up, it isnâ€™t Cupid. Dean, whoâ€™s in his normal suit, tells Sam there have been eight suicides since Wednesday and 19 ODs. â€œThatâ€™s way out of seasonal batting average.â€ It all depends how you look at it. After all, in middle America, arenâ€™t we killing ourselves every day? You see, now Edlundâ€™s got me all pessimistic!
Sam, whoâ€™s monochrome outfit looks really bad in natural light, comes to the conclusion itâ€™s bigger than they thought. Then Sam gets a headache. Uh oh, thatâ€™s usually a bad sign for Sammy. Of course he also figures out somethingâ€™s amiss when mystery man with the briefcase walks out of the morgue and Sam can hear his heartbeat a mile away. And smell him. You know, I remember in â€œLazarus Risingâ€ that one demon said she could smell Samâ€™s soul a mile away. You think this is a new ability surfacing from Sam or is this just the spell? I guess weâ€™ll find out one way or another. Sam gives the man his menacing look of gruesome peril to come.