"Bobby! Bobby, stay with us!" Dean shook him. Bobby's eyes were rolled to the ceiling, his lips muttering silent words. Melinda removed her jacket to stop the bleeding. She pressed it tightly against Bobby's chest, feeling a hard pulse. "Dean, there's so much blood." She said through the vail of tears as her eyes skimmed the pool. Dean gripped Bobby tightly, holding his life in his hands, praying he wouldn't slip away.
Melinda looked away from Bobby for a moment only to show Castiel the seriousness of the situation. She had no idea he could help them. Castiel saw the hurt and the fear in her face and knew she was the farthest thing from happy. He finally felt for her, and Dean, and bleeding Bobby. He strode over to the mess. He crouched down, looking at Bobby emotionless. Bobby saw him, then with all the strength he had left, put his hand on Castiel's chest, gripping his suit in his fist, and pulling him roughely to his face. "Help me, you sunnuva bitch!" Bobby gurgled through the blood. Castiel just glared at him with cold eyes. He waited a moment, then nodded his head. "As you wish." Castiel placed his hands on Bobby's face, pulling him closer.
Melinda and Dean quickly got to their feet, helplessly watching Bobby fight for his life. Dean pulled Melinda into a sloppy hug as they looked at the deep red pool on the floor.
Castiel looked deep into Bobby's dying eyes. Castiel inahled energy as he gripped his palms over Bobby's cheeks. Soon, every hole in Bobby's face lit up, and seconds later, Castiel's vessel fell limply to the floor. Bobby looked around calmly, like he hadn't been shot at all. Bobby wasn't Bobby... it was Cas. Melinda quickly hovered over Jimmy's dead body, lifting the dead weight into her lap, examining him. She slowly turned her head to Bobby fearfully. "Cas?" Melinda asked dumbfounded. Bobby glanced back at Melinda. He said nothing, then looked at Dean. Dean's expression matched Melinda's.... total confusion.
Bobby.. or Castiel, stood up on both feet, then looked down at his new vessel. He studied Bobby's body, moving his fingers, touching his stomach lightly. Bobby looked at Dean and Melinda. Castiel moved his hands over Bobby's heart, and held them there or a few minutes. Dean stepped closer to Melinda, stepping behind her, watching Bobby carefully. Castiel finally removed his hands, and slowly dropped them to his sides. Castiel then looked down at his vessel, then crouched down. He rested his hands on Jimmy's cold face, then looked at Melinda. She looked back in amazement. Bobby.. or Castiel, half-smiled at her, then gazed down at Jimmy.
He lifted his hand in his palms, then the transfering began. Melinda held tightly on Jimmy's body, feeling the engery and life restore itself. Within seconds, Bobby dropped Castiel's face, then fell backwards. Castiel lay in Melinda's arms, staring up at the ceiling emotionlessly. Melinda caressed his face gently, happy he was back in his rightful place.
Dean dashed over to Bobby, who was coughing madly. He gripped his bloody chest, running his palm over the wound. Dean scooped down beside him, tearing away his shirt to look at the shot. Nothing. Spotless. Castiel had healed him, Bobby was brand new again. "Bobby, you're heart." Dean commented. Bobby's breaths were rapid and rugged, and he felt his heart once more. "It's a damned mircale." He stared up at Dean. Their eyes then moved to Castiel, staring at him with surprise. Melinda also looked down at the angel as he began to stand up. Melinda guided him then stood up after him. Castiel walked over to Bobby staring down at him. Bobby looked up at him gratefully.
"Thank you." Bobby pleaded out of breath. "Thank you.." He said again, falling weakly into Dean's arms. Melinda came up from behind him, placing an hand on his arm. Castiel grinned slightly. Dean helped Bobby up as Melinda fetched his wheelchair. Dean plopped Bobby back in his seat and wheeled him to the kitchen to clean him up, leaving a pool of blood surfacing on the hardwood floor.
Melinda walked infront of Castiel, facing him, gripping his arms and looking on to his face thankfully. No words were exchanged. They just looked at each other in grateful silence. Bobby was saved, thanks to Cas. But then something hit Melinda, then Dean too when he came back.
Sam was gone.