Chapter 1
A/N: This is my first try at a Supernatural story and a crossover. I hope you like it!
Dean sighed and closed the book he was reading with a bang. Dust flew out of it as he did, making both brothers cough.
"Nothing in this damn book either." He said.
He put the book on the floor between his and Sam's motel beds, in an ever-growing pile of books and files. They were staying at a motel outside a small town, and on their beds and on the floor lay the town's library's entire section of books about Lucifer and his cage.
"All that reading for nothing." He said. "I can't believe people do this for fun."
Sam looked up from his book.
"Usually people's life doesn't depend on them finding the information. I will admit, that does take away the fun part of reading. Also, they read to find information about something they find interesting."
"Interesting things can't be found in books." Dean said. "They are found in bars and strip clubs."
Sam didn't even know what to answer to that.
"Just… keep looking." He said. "It must be a way to trap Lucifer in his cage without having him possess me."
Dean could hear his brother's voice crack. He studied Sam, who had gone back to desperately reading through his book. It looked ancient and extremely boring.
"Hand me the Bible." Dean said.
"Again?" Sam asked confused.
Dean had already read through it once, sighing the whole time.
"If there is any chance that sleeping-pill can save my little brother, I will read it ten times if I have to." Dean said.
Sam smiled, and Dean felt happy, satisfied. Recently, after all the crap his brother had gone through, any day Dean could make Sam smile he counted as a good day. But before Dean had time to once again read about how God created Earth, his phone went off. Bobby, it said on the display.
"Tell me you got something." Dean said, not bothering to say hello.
"Well hello to you too idjit." Bobby said in the other end. "I know the world is ending and all, but manners Dean, manners.
"Sorry Bobby." Dean said and put him on speaker. "Hello Bobby. Please, tell me you got something."
"What am I, your grandma? I didn't call just to chit chat. Of course I got something!"
"Tell us, please Bobby." Sam said, and Dean could hear hope in his voice.
"I have spent the last days looking up people and creatures with power strong enough to stop Lucifer. After narrowing them down a bit, I only have one name left, besides God. Emrys."
"Emrys?" Sam echoed. "Never heard of him."
"He is a warlock, and I powerful one it seems. The Druids once said he was the most powerful sorcerer ever to walk the Earth."
"Sounds fantastic." Dean said. "Where can we find him?"
"England." Bobby said.
"England?" Dean said. "But that means…."
"Yes," Bobby said, and the boys could swear they could hear him smile. "Have a nice flight boys!"