The bunker was relatively quiet. Since Sean had joined their group, he and Dean would usually argue or avoid each other. Syd left Holly in her room and wandered to the library where she could see Sean and Dean having a somewhat civil conversation. Sam was looking at his laptop screen, but Syd could tell by his furtive glances that he was listening intently.

"So why kidnap firstborn sons?" Dean asked as Syd entered the room.

"Well, firstborn children carry more power than the others. Plus I guess if someone has a child, it's more likely they have a firstborn son than… a seventh son," Sean explained tiredly.

"But why sons? Why not daughters?"

"Just because I'm a fairy doesn't mean I know everything, Dean," Sean replied cattily. "Gancanagh don't typically get along with others of our kind."

Syd hid a smile and joined Sam at the table. She quickly leaned toward Sam and whispered, "Did Dean get taken by the fairies or something?"

Sam checked to see if Dean noticed them before whispering back, "Yeah, on the orders of the leprechaun."

"So did you go 'Liam Neeson' on their asses? Or did he 'Rambo' his way out?"

"Hey!" Dean called out to Sam and Syd. "What are you two whispering about?"

"Nothing," Sam replied as he covertly signaled Syd that it was the second one.

"Just talking about how awesome you are," Syd replied snidely, and Dean rolled his eyes.

"I am curious about one thing though," Sam spoke up interrupting what was likely a snide comment from Dean. "Sean, last time I met 'Wayne' he seemed… really loyal to his kind. Why would he steal the relics just to take them to the human world?"

Sean sighed brushing his hair out of his eyes and replied, "Well, I don't know exactly. The Tribunal just seems to think he lost his mind or was intentionally planning to take them from the start, but there are other rumors. Apparently when you two interfered with him last time, the Tribunal heard of what he'd been doing, and he 'fell out of favor' with them. Apparently his kidnapping wasn't sanctioned by the Tribunal."

"So why's he going after us? Why not them?" Dean asked.

"I'd guess he thinks you're responsible or maybe he just wants revenge. I honestly don't know," Sean replied; the lilt in his voice sounded tense. Syd guessed that Dean had likely been asking his questions for a while now.

Syd took a moment to look around the library. She had gone through everything they had on dream lore and magic, but she hadn't found anything to keep the literal devil out of her dreams. Sam met her eyes with a curious look.

"So you guys still haven't found anything yet?" Sam asked.

"No, not really except for that potion that Cas found, but I can't take that every night. And apparently having a little of the devil's grace inside me makes most spells to deter 'dream-walkers' obsolete," Syd replied wearily.

Sam and Dean shared a worried look, and Syd noticed Sean's expression soften.

"Hey, no worries, guys," Syd quickly tried to assure them. "I haven't even seen him in my dreams lately. Honestly I think he's trying to come up with a different strategy since Cas pulled me out of the dream last time."

Unfortunately her speech didn't seem to comfort any of them. Sam turned back to his computer as Sean and Dean went to kitchen. Syd sat quietly while she decided what to do. It was already late; she had been writing all day, trying to relax. The nights without the potion were the most nerve-wracking, so she'd been trying to calm herself.

Sam sighed, "No odd spear related deaths. So it looks like Sean was right. 'Wayne' is likely keeping the spear on him or in secret somewhere."

Dean was now standing in the doorway and asked, "So what's his endgame? Lure us in with the spear then kill us? He could have done that already; what's he waiting for?"

"Oh, Dean, you're so full of hope and happy thoughts," Syd remarked.

"It's not like we even have a way to fight him. He's got a spear that makes him invincible. Why's he hesitating?"

"Not fully invincible. One human accidently cut himself with it; the blade had been poisoned," Sean said walking back into the library.

"Oh, great," Dean growled exasperatedly. "We just wait for him to make a fatal mistake."

"There's also the whole 'throw grains of something at him and he has to count them' thing," Sam pointed out thoughtfully. "That's how I was able to banish him back to Avalon last time."

"Salt to his face would at least slow him down," Sean added and looked directly at Syd, whom gave him a cheeky smile in return. "Not all fairies have to count though. He might have hired others to help him."

"Okay, so we kinda have a plan," Dean noted, slightly more cheerful. "I'd prefer a more concrete one, but this will do until we figure out his dastardly plan."

Syd quickly stifled a yawn. She pointed out, "So he might give the spear to a different fairy. One that can fight better or doesn't have the same weakness."

"Why do you think that?" Sam asked.

"Well, if he can be stopped as easily as throwing something in front of him and you've done it before, then why would he choose to fight you with the spear? You have knowledge of a spell that banishes him too. Why wouldn't he use someone else to fight you? Plus that way he has a patsy if you guys win."

Sam, Dean, and Sean went quiet for a few moments, and Syd could tell that they were all thinking the same thing: If that was so, had the leprechaun already set his trap into motion? Syd felt a shiver roll down her spine. Sam quickly stood up and closed his laptop.

"Well, I'm going to get some rest," Sam announced. "No use in worrying about things we can't fix right now. And you too, Syd." Sam gave Syd an authoritative but kind smile.

Syd thought briefly about arguing, but even she knew that she was too tired to stay up much later. Sean and Dean agreed, so Syd went back to her room to get another night of restless sleep.