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When; July 14th, after this
Rating; Uhh, maybe PG-13 for language? IDEK.
Characters; [Bad username or site: srsbusinessk title= @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: dude_imbatman title= @ livejournal.com], and later [Bad username or site: backseatangel title= @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: rehymenator title= @ livejournal.com], [Bad username or site: gotanotherplan title= @ livejournal.com]
Summary; Gravediggers Plot! Dean was digging in Jess' grave to prove to Sammy that he didn't get her killed again, when the grave decided to swallow him whole instead. Cue one extremely freaked out little brother, running to his friends for help as Dean tries to escape.
Log; Seeing Jess over the 4th-wall weekend seemed like a blessing, and Sam hadn't been happier in longer than he could really remember. But of course, everything always comes with a price, and Sam dwells on this fact as he waits in the Impala for Dean to finish digging up Jessica's grave. He doesn't know what to hope for, what to expect. Whether he'd prefer for it to be empty as proof that she wasn't killed, or for it to hold her body as proof that she was ever there at all. Regardless, they'll find out soon enough. Sam would help Dean dig, but he can't handle it right now. Besides, it won't take Dean that long to find the coffin, even on his own. No big deal, right?

Except that Dean doesn't come back to report his findings. Sam waits in the car for what feels like years but really amounts to an hour and a half before he realizes something is wrong. It shouldn't be taking him this long. He gets out of the Impala and heads back over to the grave warily. "Dean? You okay down there?" he calls out as he comes up on the hole, only to find it...empty.

Eyes widen, all signals go into red alert, and Sam looks around the cemetery wildly. "Dean?" Nothing. Nowhere. He's nowhere. He's gone. "Dean!!"

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Jo tries to talk, tries to tell Sam to calm down, or maybe ask him what exactly trapped under the cemetery meant, but she only gapes for a second. If it drove Sam to try and blip of all things, it meant. It wasn't.

She follows him back to the couch, but okay it's really hard to help steady someone who's about twice your size, though she's shushing and reaching for the device as soon as she hears something. "Dean? It's Jo, I'm with Sam. What's going on?"

Castiel had been avoiding mostly everyone, the rush of memories back made him yearn for his old self and that old self was prone to taking time alone to-- well, it didn't matter now. Because Sam was something of a mystery and apparently they had switched roles.

He walks toward the couch with a glass of water and, rather unceremoniously, splashes it in Sam's face. Whether it's simply to help him wakey wake or some kind of resentment at his sudden ability via crazy archangel passenger to fucking appear out of thin air, he'll never tell.

"Sam, get it together. Where's Dean?"

All of the thoughts going on at once, fear and guilt, pain from blipping, worry, concern, Dean - it all hits the brakes for a moment when Cas splashes him. Sam's head is on fire and he doesn't want to calm down, but there are others in the same position right. People that can help. Family.

It takes Sam a minute to find his bearings and respond. "Uh, he's," he closes his eyes and shakes his head, "He was digging, in Jessica's grave, and it. It pulled him in. Under the cemetery." More shaking of his head and he looks up at Cas and good God, if the desperate puppy eyes aren't on full blast. "I dug in that grave for nearly an hour, and a lot deeper than Dean did. And when that didn't work, I tried teleporting down there and got thrown back here."

He drops his dripping wet head into his hands, "Dean's trapped down there alone."

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Posting order Jo, Dean, Sam?

/c-c-combo breaker? should i be here?

/sob I don't even know /replies just cause she can