Recap: Supernatural Episode 7.08 – Season 7, Time For A Wedding

His phone rings and it’s a text from Sam telling him to meet him four blocks away and wear his Fed suit.

Stripper (patting his shoulder and leaning close): See? Baby brother needs you after all.

Dean gives her this side glance without turning his head and tightens his jaw at her touch…or her words. *loves* Suited up, he goes to the address Sam texted him – A Little White Chapel. He heads inside cautiously, eyeing the flickering lights, drawing his gun, and suddenly the doors open and there’s Sam in a suit with a pink carnation telling him he doesn’t need his gun and pulling him to the front of the chapel.

Dean: I thought you were off becoming one with the land or some crap.

He’s staring around incredulously, glaring at the ancient organist (also in pink) and a wizened man who was probably the officiator. We didn’t really see. Sam pins a pink carnation on Dean’s lapel telling him that apparently pink is for royalty (huh…I always thought that was purple…shows how much I know). Dean, still trying to get the joke, is like, what are we, wedding crashers? You after a siren?

Sam says it’s a little sudden, but life is short, so…I’m in love, and I’m getting married. Say something. Dean, gaping, tries for words and comes back with a totally stumped, “What?!”  The bride then walks down the aisle to a disco-like organish wedding march – wearing rather nice wedding dress (only with a wicked thick veil). Dean stares and stares, finally muttering, “What. The. Hell?”

Sam is looking at the bride with a totally goofy grin. Hee. It’s actually a little cute, honestly.  He lifts the veil and, to no one who watched the THEN’s surprise, it’s Becky.

Becky: Dean, I’m so glad you’re here!

Cleverly, the opening title card was a pretty, tiered wedding cake decorated in black spades that blows up all over the screen. Actually looked a little red in there, too. Red velvet wedding cake perhaps? Okay, shutting up about cake now because I’m getting hungry.

Next thing we see is Sam and Becky sitting, facing each other, hand in hand, Sam with a wedding ring on, and Dean pacing, full-on agitated.

Dean: Shouldn’t she…ask for my permission or something? (Heh. Also? Poor guy.) How did this happen?

Sam (googley eyes at Becky): We met, we ate, we talked, we fell in love.

Dean: Okay, forgetting EVERYTHING, have you forgotten the average life span of your hook ups?

Becky: And if anyone knows that, it’s me! Going in with open eyes.

She’s the same perky, peppy, bubbly, wild-eyed, totally obsessed gal we last saw happily latched on to Chuck. Sam is telling Dean that after all he’s been through, he knows that if something happens, he has to jump on it. Dean’s like, did you even make sure she’s

Becky: Salt, Holy Water, everything. Not a monster. Just the right girl for your brother.

She heads off to pay the bill, leaving them to do…brother stuff.  As soon as she’s out of earshot, Dean wigs out a bit, flailing with his arms.

Dean: Really?! Superfan ’99?!

Sam, utterly calm, still with that little grin on his face, says that after they got past the whole book thing, Sam realized he was the dick and she was actually pretty cool. Dean jumps on “the book thing” saying that Becky probably knew they were going to be in Vegas. So, wait, did we know there was an annual sacred trip to Vegas? I feel like I didn’t know that. And not to go all Superfan ’11, I kinda think an annual trip to Vegas would be something I’d remember. Oh, well.

Dean’s like, it’s been four days, how are you in love?! Sam stands and gives him a slightly smug, deprecating smile and folds Becky’s veil carefully.

Sam: Becky and I are going to her place in Delaware. Why don’t you try to wrap your dome around this, get a little supportive, and give us a call?

Okay, even knowing what I know, I could both see this as Sam acting weird…and Sam acting like himself. Especially in light of his recent efforts to improve himself, take care of his body, deal with life as it comes. Not only that, but that slightly condescending tone he used with Dean just then was really not out of the realm of ways he’s talked to Dean recently. I wouldn’t have expected it after the last make up session, but it still wasn’t unheard of. Still, the fact that Dean knew it was off was enough to quell any well, this could be Sam thoughts I might’ve had. I was just waiting to see how hard he’d hit his head. Or whatever.

Meanwhile, Becky’s Tweeting her “1st official Tweet as Mrs. Becky Rosen-Winchester.” (Aside – Winchester? Really? Wouldn’t using that name {particularly in a Tweet} be a Really Bad Idea?) They leave and Dean heads back out to the Patchwork Dodge (Charger or Challenger, either way, muscle car) from last episode and calls Bobby, leaving him a voice mail that he’s going to Delaware to do some snooping around because Sam’s there with his (wait for it) wife.

Well, he didn’t say ‘wait for it’ but it seemed like a fitting place for that. Another aside – Las Vegas to Delaware?! Mapquest puts that at about 38 hours. That’s some serious driving.

Gaelicspirit

Gaelicspirit is a storyteller. She is a recent addition to Whedonverse Network, but has been writing and posting recap/reviews of Supernatural on LiveJournal since 2007. She works as a freelance writer and consultant in the real world, and is ever-connected to the six-degrees of Joss Whedon.

Gaelicspirit

Gaelicspirit is a storyteller. She is a recent addition to Whedonverse Network, but has been writing and posting recap/reviews of Supernatural on LiveJournal since 2007. She works as a freelance writer and consultant in the real world, and is ever-connected to the six-degrees of Joss Whedon.

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