"Did you find anything?" Sam asks as he straightens out the cups filled with multi coloured pills on his tray.
"Picked up some activity in Gary's bedroom and found a burn mark on the floor at the base of the bed. Couldn't do much more as I was interrupted. Did you find out anything about Gary before he died?"
"Nothing out of the ordinary. He took his pills, watched some telly, went to bed and then just had that outburst about 11 o'clock." Sam says as he smiles at an old woman who insists on shaking his hand upon receiving her pills.
"I still can't figure out why this spirit is choosing its victims." Just like his brother Dean smiles at the woman who also shakes his hand as he hands her a cup of water.
"Couldn't it be just random?"
"When have you ever known something like this to attack random people?" Sam remains silent as he walks up towards Adam who remains standing at the window.
"Adam?" Sam says holding out his cup of pills as Dean prepares a cup of water on his tray.
Without looking at Sam, Adam reaches out for the pills and swallows them without the help of water and then hands the empty cup back to Sam. Shrugging his shoulders Dean begins to make his way towards the next patient as a brown haired woman in her mid 30's suddenly stands up knocking over the table in which she was doing a jigsaw.
"Grandfather." The woman says as she looks towards an empty wall. "Grandfather is coming to see me tonight...he's coming."
"Becky sit yourself down now." Gill, the grey haired nurse shouts from her station.
Sitting herself back down. Becky smiles to herself as she looks towards the empty wall. Recognising the tight grip of the hand around his wrist, Sam looks at Adam who is giving him the same scared look as the day before. Before Sam can speak Adam releases his hand and returns back to his window.
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"How long you worked here Gill?" Dean asks as he sits himself on top the desk in the nurse's station, while she looks at him disapproving but continues her filing.
"Huh way too long, I've quite three times."
"So you must know every story about these patients then, past and present?"
"That I do." Gill slams the top draw of the filing cabinet before opening the next one down. "Some of them you just never forget. Makes you realise everyday what blessings you have." Slamming the draw shut Gill stands next to Dean and begins to sort through another pile of folders on the desk.
"So what's his story?" Dean nods towards the direction of a Malcolm Davies who is sitting at a table with a chess piece still firmly locked in his left hand.
"His wife died from cancer three years ago, he was admitted about one month later."
"And her?" Dean nods towards the direction of the elderly lady Sam had helped to the visitor's room just hours before.
"Her son died in Iraq, she still thinks he's coming home. Five years she's been here, poor husband comes every week although you can tell that it kills him a little bit more inside each time."
Dean pauses for a moment but then tries his luck at one more patient.
"What about him by the window."
Sighing, Gill smacks the folders on the desk and then looks over towards the patient Dean nodded to. "He's the newest one here, got admitted about 6 months ago from the outpatient ward. I believe his fiancé died in a car crash. That's why his waiting by the window, he's waiting for her to return home. At least that's what the Doctor says anyway."
"Is it true that he checked himself in here for a nervous breakdown?"
"He sure did, it's actually more common than you think. But not many people make their way down here, they normally leave after a few sessions of counselling. But like Adam and Becky over there I guess it doesn't matter how much counselling you get, something's can't be healed with words."
Dean smiles as Gill leaves the room carrying an armful of folders. Looking back out towards the TV room Dean can't help but feel sad as Adam remains by the window and Becky sits quietly doing a jigsaw looking up at the empty wall every few seconds and smiling.
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"LIGHTS OUT." Gill says as she waits at the end of the hallway while all of the bedroom lights go out one by one. Walking back towards the nurse's station, Gill walks past Dean and Sam and takes a seat at her desk.
"What now?" Dean whispers to Sam as they stand at the door.
"Haven't you boys got work to do?" Gill asks as she pulls out a book from her bag which Dean can tell from the cover is a sloppy romance novel.
"Err…yer…we should…"
"Clean the arts and crafts room, mop the floor, clean the bathroom. Didn't you boys get your itinerary sheet for today?" Gill pulls out two pieces of paper from her desk draw and hands them over. "You boys better get started. End of the month means a complete Spring Clean for the whole Ward. I bet you now know why those other orderlies where so eager to swap shifts with you." Gill hides her smile behind her book as Dean and Sam leave the room looking down at the long list of jobs to do.
"People person Dean? More like a complete sucker!"
"Hey how was I suppose to now it was frigging Spring Cleaning time. I swear when I next see those guys I'm gonna kick their ass so much."
Sam tuts as he looks back down at the list.
"Right well you get started on the list while I do some snooping around the Doctors office and see what I can find." Dean says folding up the list and placing it in his pocket.
"Hold on! How come you get to do the snooping and I get stuck with the cleaning?"
"Cos I'm the big brother and whatever I say goes!" Dean says smirking.
"Oh no you don't, you can't play that card on me again. We're gonna decide this fairly."
Dean and Sam look at one another as if trying to read each others minds.
"Rock, Paper, Scissors?" Dean asks.
"Deal."
"Count of three. 1….2…..3"
"Dude you are so predictable. Have fun, oh and make sure you scrub those showers really well. Don't want any mildew building up now do we." Sam walks away smiling as Dean curses under his breath and takes another look at the list before cursing again.
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