This is a sequel to Maiden Voyage. If you read that one then this one will make sense. If you didn't read Maiden Voyage I think I explained enough about that story in the first paragraph so you shouldn't have to read the prequel to Jungle Fever to understand the story….. at least I hope so. :-) Hope you like it. It doesn't have much of a story line to it…..just felt the need to smack the boys around a little….. :-)
Jungle Fever
It had been almost two months since the brothers had come back from their forced visit to the Titanic. Their trip to the past had been both amazing and terrifying. They had watched history unfold right in front of them knowing they couldn't do anything about it but watch. They knew if they tried to intervene they could have advertently affected the future. They had no choice but to leave the mysterious box which was responsible for their trip to the past exactly where they found it, in a museum displayed beneath a glass case filled with pieces of meteorites and other debris that had fallen from space. They knew that two other people who they assumed had also been sent to the past were still missing, the other five had returned the same way they had…..by dying. Dying in the past seemed to be the only way to get back to the present. But since two people were still missing the brothers assumed that they had yet to die and were still living somewhere trapped in the past. Everyday they would check the town's newspaper on the internet for any mention of the couples return. Finally they found a small article saying that the couple had been found. When questioned as to where they were in the missing months, the couple had told of living in the past and of dying in a factory fire. The entire town plus the newspaper thought the couple had made up the story for whatever reason and didn't believe a word they said. Sam had thoroughly checked throughout the archives of the town's papers for the last few months and could find no mention of anyone else going missing. They figured they could now return and hopefully destroy the box before anyone else was transported back in time.
Clinton, Nebraska
They pulled up to the small museum which sat on the outskirts of the town and parked behind some large bushes. They were lucky, they knew the museum's security system was practically non existent and that they would have little trouble breaking into it later that night after it closed.
"As soon as we get in there we blow it away." Dean said as he watched people leaving the museum for the night.
"Let's hope we can."
Dean reached in the back seat and came back with a small powerful flamethrower he had made.
"This'll melt that son of a bitch down till it's just a pile of melted metal."
"You hope."
Dean looked over at his brother.
"Why are you being so damn pessimistic?"
"Because we don't know what we're dealing with." Sam looked back at his brother. "We've never dealt with something like this before. Maybe it can't be destroyed."
"Well we sure as hell are going to find out."
Later
They waited till the museum was closed for the night then they easily disconnected the security system and slipped inside. Now all they had to do was avoid the one security guard who patrolled the area. The guard made his rounds like clockwork, once every hour he'd walk through the museum then return to his small office and TV set. The brothers waited till he was back in his office from his latest rounds then entered the room where the box was kept.
"Keep your eyes open." Dean warned Sam. He remembered the last time they were there the box had moved slightly before zapping them with a beam of light which sent them back to the past. "If it moves, even a little… run." He gave a nervous laugh.
"Don't worry….I will." Sam had no intention of being sent back to the past again. He knew the only way back was to die and he wasn't looking forward to going through that again.
"Okay….now gently lift the glass and I'll blast it." Dean got his weapon ready then glanced over at Sam who stood frozen in front of the display case. "Sam? Sammy?"
Sam finally broke out of his trance and looked over at Dean. Dean could see the worry in his brother's eyes.
"It's going to be okay Sam….We're going to end this thing." Dean knew Sam was nervous, hell he was nervous too, but it had to be done. He could only hope that the box could be destroyed, if not….well he didn't want to think about it. "Ready?"
Sam nodded and he slowly lifted the glass lid.
TBC