damned_bulletin | [unsigned]

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Who here is capable of either surgery or the sort of healing prowess that would seal a deep laceration in the abdominal area?

You're lying.

[Still a little rushed.]

No. I am Gabe, Castiel, I promise. Please, tell me where I can find you.

Gabriel was here already, and then left. If you're him, then this is a joke drawn out too long.

I've never been here before now, brother. How long have you?

About two weeks.

Do you remember how you came to be here?

No. No one does.

That's what I thought.

I said it before, but we need to meet, Castiel. Before your operation. Tell me where and I'll come.

My room number is M39.

I have none, yet. And the nurse is being overbearing. But I'll find you there, if not next shift then later this evening.