Recap: Supernatural Episode 6.19 – Mommy Dearest

Throughout all of this, Bobby’s been playing with the iPad and says he’s found something. A Dr. Silver (Dr. J. Silver…oh, Show….) called the CDC last night on an illness he couldn’t ID. Patient was Ed Bright—the African American guy from the bar.

Dean and Cas go to Dr. Silver’s to investigate and run into his nurse (or admin or something) exiting the clinic. They ask where the doc is and Dean says his friend is really sick.

Cas: I have a…painful, burning sensation.

Dean gives him a seriously? that’s what you’re going with? look. The nurse/admin says that Dr. Silver is out—never showed up that day—and then suggests that Cas get some ointment. As she leaves, Dean wonders aloud who calls the CDC, then goes AWOL. Cas looks at him curiously as if trying to think of an answer and Dean moves around back to poke around. He stars to pick the lock and Cas asks, impatiently, if this is going to take a long time. Hard to slow down when you are used to instant gratification. *pets Cas* Dean shoots him an irritated glance and as he does so, notices a spot of blood on the ground. He follows it to more blood smeared on the lock of a storage-like fence enclosure. He kicks it open and they find Ed Bright, wrapped in plastic, his face kinda…gooey and partly pulled away. Gack.

Stumped, Dean asks another rhetorical question to which Cas replies, “I don’t understand what’s happening here.” Stepping away, Dean says that he does know one thing—they need kerosene for the body.

Meanwhile, Bobby and Sam are leaving after investigating Dr. Silver’s house with no luck. As they’re leaving (carrying a picture of Dr. Silver, wife, and two boys) they’re stopped by the Sheriff. Bobby plays an FBI Jedi-mind trick on him and tells him to go back to the station and put out an APB on Silver and they’ll meet him there. The Sheriff buys it, leaves, and Sam’s all not bad, old man.

They all four converge on Ed Bright’s house—each in stolen cars since the Angel Transport is down. Sam and Bobby are in what looks like a Nova while Dean and Cas are in…a Lincoln? *shrug* They get out of the cars and Cas sees Ed in the window, pulling the curtains shut. Only…Ed’s dead, so….

Sam and Dean decide to go in.

Dean: Anything comes out, shoot. Best guess—silver bullets.

Cas: I’m fairly unpracticed with firearms.

Dean pauses, glances sideways at him, and says, “You know who whines? Babies.”

Knowing what we know now, I don’t feel sorry for Cas. But at the time I watched this, I did shake my head at Dean a bit. Then again, guys are tooootally different with their friends than girls are. My hubs and his friends give each other a hard time constantly. In this exact way. Sure, Dean doesn’t do that with Sam. Much. Anymore. But he used to. And…Sam’s his brother. It’s different.

Breaking in the door, Dean and some head in, guns drawn, to find Multiplicity of Horror. Four different Eds, apparently dead, and…gooey…are laying in the living room—on the floor, the couch, the chair.

Dean: Don’t. Touch. Anything.

Sam sees that one Ed is apparently still alive and goes to him, avoiding the cough and spit he’s doing. The guys obviously in pain, so Sam and Dean tell him what he needs to hear so that he can tell them what they need to hear. Reassuring him that the ambulance is on the way and he’s not going to die (lying liars who lie) they find out that he’s not Ed—he’s Marshall Todd, the friend who was with Ed at the bar. He tells the guys that they left the bar, met a girl, Ed started to feel sick, he took him to the doctor’s, and now they’re all sick. Or shifters.

Marshall dies and the boys head out, Dean making plans to bathe in Purell that night. Check for paper cuts first, dude. Just sayin’.

Bobby: Shifters run in families; this looks like an infection.

Cas: Why would she do this?

Bobby: Mommy monster. Making more.

Dean: No, Cas has a point. If she wanted a shifter army, why make one that’s sick, gooey, and dying?

Bobby: Add that to the pile of crap that don’t make sense.

Bobby, you’re preachin’ to the choir, my man. We’re right there with you.

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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