"You vanished without a trace after a Hell's gate opened up, and after three years you show up!"
"Technically you showed up!"
Vera and Bobby were fighting outside. Dean looked confused, Crowley was laughing, and Castiel was shaking his head.
"A human lover? She took a human lover?" Castiel muttered. Dean glanced at him.
"Bobby banged an Angel. With out knowing it. So it just looked to him like a younger chick."
"A hunter." River pointed out. "They met on a hunt. She's been doing it longer then most of you have been alive. Probably impressive."
"Most of 'you'?" Dean questioned.
"I haven't been born yet."
Dean blinked again, processing the information. Crowley went to speak to Missouri and Castiel was silent, so River chose to dwell. She reached out to his mind, finding a familiar presence. He was thinking of someone she'd met. She wanted to say she was an Angel, but she wasn't in the same breath.
"We have a plan!"
River's focus left Castiel as Missouri and Crowley had entered. Bobby was sitting, and ice pack to his hand.
"That's why I didn't wanna give you the free punch..." Vera muttered. River blinked and turned to Crowley.
"The idea?" She asked. Missouri exhaled before speaking.
"The Prophet Chuck. He might be able to offer us a better channel to Raziel." She explained.
"And the lady has been able to track his location."
"Come again?" Vera asked as Castiel lifted his head.
"The prophet should have ascended into Heaven after he wrote the tale."
"Yeah, well he's in Las Vegas." Crowley stated. "And we should go before he runs out of money."
"Well is anyone else going to say it?" Dean looked up. River tilted his head. He smirked before speaking.
"Vegas, baby, Vegas!"