"No, you can't. The injury's on your back. You'd have to be a contortionist."
And as lanky as Sam is, Spencer sincerely doubts he's circus-level bendy.
Okay. Option One: He calls his team right now. He gets treated by the ER, and he meets up with Winchester later to help with his injury. He plays everything as by-the-book as he can. He likely has to reveal to his team that supernatural creatures are real, and with a lack of evidence they would likely put real thought into having him institutionalized.
Option Two: He doesn't call his team. He makes up a lie that he broke his phone and got Tara here as soon as he could and then went back to check for more victims, meanwhile he's actually helping Sam. He has Sam stitch his wound, too. It's going to look highly suspicious to his team, but this way he won't have an injury on record so he can hide it, and he won't have to reveal to them that vampires are real.
Chewing on the inside of his cheek, Spencer darts a look between Sam and the ER, and then back again, and he knows which choice he's already resigned to.
"If I get my arm looked at here, the likely chain of events will be unfortunate. I'll have to play this your way," he tells Sam, looking a little lost, a little reluctant, but largely determined. "We should go. Where are you staying, and do you have medical supplies there? We can't take the patrol car, so we'll have to Uber."
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And as lanky as Sam is, Spencer sincerely doubts he's circus-level bendy.
Okay. Option One: He calls his team right now. He gets treated by the ER, and he meets up with Winchester later to help with his injury. He plays everything as by-the-book as he can. He likely has to reveal to his team that supernatural creatures are real, and with a lack of evidence they would likely put real thought into having him institutionalized.
Option Two: He doesn't call his team. He makes up a lie that he broke his phone and got Tara here as soon as he could and then went back to check for more victims, meanwhile he's actually helping Sam. He has Sam stitch his wound, too. It's going to look highly suspicious to his team, but this way he won't have an injury on record so he can hide it, and he won't have to reveal to them that vampires are real.
Chewing on the inside of his cheek, Spencer darts a look between Sam and the ER, and then back again, and he knows which choice he's already resigned to.
"If I get my arm looked at here, the likely chain of events will be unfortunate. I'll have to play this your way," he tells Sam, looking a little lost, a little reluctant, but largely determined. "We should go. Where are you staying, and do you have medical supplies there? We can't take the patrol car, so we'll have to Uber."