It Wasn't An Iceberg After All
Chapter 2: Belly Up
Sam and Dean walked all the third class desks and went everywhere their passes could get them. " We need to get on the upper decks" Dean said. "Cas would have sent us to a higher class if we where suppose to be their" Sam replied.
That evening they attended dinner " Seven courses, what's first class eating?" Dean said in awe " I believe they are eating twelve courses" their roommate James informed Dean. "Wasn't an iceberg it was all the food that sunk us " mumbled Dean to Sam, who chuckled.
Sam and Dean tried to get to know everyone in third class and there stories but after the fourth course either the food or the sea…possible both got to Dean and he spend the next three courses trying to keep it down. " If it's making you sick stop eating" Sam rolled his eyes. " Why waste good food?" Dean replied. The night went on but the bunk beds of the Titanic's third class called the boys names, they still had time to save the ship, if that's why they where even sent there for.
Sam was up early the next day writing down everything he could think of about this ship, looking for a place he thought they should start. Maybe Dean's mingling with the upper classes wasn't a bad idea after all. He'd love to meet the famous Molly Brown or the ships caption, if nothing else, find out where to start.