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Dean and Gracilynn walk up the steps to Dr. Visyak's door and Dean presses the buzzer. Gracilynn looks around the porch and front yard while they wait for someone to answer the door. The door opens and a blonde woman peers out.
"Yes?" she asks, looking from Dean to Gracilynn.
"Dr. Visyak. My name is Dean Winchester. This is my daughter, Gracie," Dean says.
"Office hours are Monday and Friday," Dr. Visyak says as she goes to shut the door on them.
"Bobby Singer sent us," Dean says. Dr. Visyak halts the closing of the door and look out at them. "Hello? Hi."
Dr. Visyak opens the door and walks out onto the porch. She studies them for a minute and Dean and Gracilynn give her identical 'innocent' smiles.
"Come on in," Dr. Visyak says, stepping to the side and allowing Dean and Gracilynn to walk into the house. Dr. Visyak shuts the door behind them and leads them into a room. "Bobby Singer. Tell him something for me next time you see him."
"Hmmm?" Dean asks.
"Actually, just kick him in the jewels. That's more poetic," Dr. Visyak says. Gracilynn chuckles, but quickly stifles it when her dad gives her a look.
"No love lost between you two, huh?" Dean says, looking back at Dr. Visyak.
"No. Just the opposite," Visyak replies.
"Oh?" Dean asks, curious.
"That's his story to tell. He's the idiot. So, what's this about?" the doctor asks.
"Well, uh...Dragons," Dean replies.
"Really?" Dr. Visyak asks.
"What, no twelve-sided-dice joke?" Dean responds.
"We can joke about them because they've disappeared. But they aren't funny. At all," Visyak counters.
"Well, one just flew in stateside," Dean says.
"Are you sure?" Dr. Visyak asks.
"Fits the lore to a tee," Gracilynn says.
"But how? I mean, why? It's been seven hundred years," Visyak replies.
"Banner crop of crazy all the way around these days, doc," Dean says.
"So you want to know how to kill it?" Visyak asks.
"No, we wanna know how to make friends with it," Gracilynn says sarcastically. Visyak raises an eyebrow and Dean looks over at her, giving her a look. "What?"
"Really? You done?" Dean asks, his tone conveying that she was indeed done more than as a question. Gracilynn scowls. 'Cause dad never gets sarcastic with people. Dean turns back to the doctor and gives her a sheepish smile.
"Sorry. That's right," he says, answering her previous question.
"Well, you need a blade," Visyak says.
"Uh... Okay. What kind of blade?" Dean asks.
"One forged with dragon's blood," Dr. Visyak says.
"So wait, you need one to kill one, but you got to kill one to make one?" Gracilynn asks.
"How does that work out?" Dean asks.
"Well, there aren't many dragon swords around anymore. Five or six, tops, worldwide. I mean, there's the sword of St. George, and, of course, there's Excalibur. And there's…" Dr. Visyak begins to explain.
"You know a lot about this stuff, don't you?" Dean asks.
"Well, I sure as hell better. I have one in the basement," Dr. Visyak says.
"You have one," Dean says.
"Finding it took two decades, countless hours, and some really bad sex with an eastern European ambassador, but, yeah," Visyak says, walking out of the room. Dean and Gracilynn share a look and quickly follow after the doctor. They arrive at a door and Dr. Visyak opens it. Inside, is a big boulder with a sword embedded inside it.
"That is not real. Is that real? Is it Excalibur?" Dean asks, a hint of excitement in his voice.
"Calm down Arthur," Gracilynn says, earning a look from her dad.
"No. This...Is the Sword of Brunswick. Love of my life," Dr. Visyak answers.
"So, uh, what's with the cement shoe?" Dean asks.
"You know, binding sword to stone used to be all the rage. To protect them," the doctor explains.
"All right, well, how do we get this puppy out?" Dean asks. Visyak laughs.
"Well, come on. You know this one. We need a brave knight who's willing to step up and kill the beast," Dr. Visyak replies.
"Right. All right, well, I'll, uh, give it a whirl. Do you mind?" Dean asks.
"Oh," Dr. Visyak says, letting him take a crack at it. Dean walks over to the boulder and Gracilynn quickly takes out her phone. She begins recording and Dean attempts to pull it out, but only succeeds in falling over. Gracilynn snorts and tries to stifle a laugh.
"You okay?" Dr. Visyak asks.
"Never better," Dean replies and tries to pull it out again. He fails again and stumbles backwards. "Oh, son of a bitch! That's really on there!"
Gracilynn chuckles to herself, not able to stifle it very well.
"Yeah, afraid so," Dr. Visyak says.
"Well, I have another idea," Dean says and turns around to notice Gracilynn quickly shoving something into her pocket. His eyes narrow and Gracilynn gives him a smile.
"What's that?" Dr. Visyak asks, pulling Dean back to the task at hand. Dean looks over at her.
"Well, you're not gonna like it," Dean says.
"You know what? I-I-I don't like this at all. You do realize that this is the single most valuable artifact you have ever touched," Dr. Visyak says.
"It's also the only weapon we got. Look, I know what I'm doing, okay? I actually learned it all from Bobby. Hey, whatever happened there, you know he's at least a genius at this. Do you want me to kill that dragon or not?" Dean counters.
"Okay," Visyak says.
"Trust me," Dean says, kneeling down next to the boulder and putting C4 on it. "You rocks think you're so smart. All right. Welcome to the 21st century. All right, stand back."
Dean, Gracilyn, and Dr. Visyak exit the room and Dean shoves Gracilynn behind him, causing her to roll her eyes. Dean pushes a button and detonates the charges.
"Okay. Now..." Dean says, walking back into the room. He pulls the sword out of the broken boulder and they all realize it's been broken in half. Dean shoots her a sheepish look. "You've got insurance for this, right?"
"And what are we supposed to do with this, Dean? Give it a booster shot?" Sam asks, holding up the broken sword.
"It's what we got. All right? We're just gonna have to get a little closer. That's all. Where are we on the caves?" Dean counters.
"Nowhere. Sewers, on the other hand...Here. Check this out," Sam says, walking over to the table where a map is laid out. He points at a place on the map. "So, two of the disappearances happened within a mile of here. So I think we start there and work our way around."
"Awesome. Who doesn't love sewers? Let's go," Dean says. Sam looks like he's about to say something. "What?"
"Nothing. Uh, yeah, let's go," Sam says, following after Dean, only to walk into him when he stops abruptly. Gracilynn walks into her uncle being too short to see her dad stop as well. Dean turns around and looks at her.
"You should stay here," Dean says.
"What?! No way!" Gracilynn says.
"Do I need to mention these dragons go after virgins?!" Dean counters.
"Dean's right, Smalls," Sam jumps in.
"No, he's not!" Gracilynn argues.
"I'm not putting you danger!" Dean yells back.
"I'd have to be a virgin to be in danger dad!" Gracilynn yells back. Suddenly, she clamps a hand over her mouth and her eyes grow wide. I so did not mean to say that Gracilynn thinks. Dean and Sam just stare at her, trying to process what she's just admitted to.
"Wait a minute…you…you're not a…?" Sam begins, breaking the silence.
"Stop Sam," Dean orders. Dean closes his eyes and takes a deep breath. He opens them back up and looks over at his daughter whose expression hasn't changed. "You…you just said that to get me to let you go right? Right?"
"Um…" Gracilynn says, not really knowing what to say.
"Gracie? Tell me you just said that to get your way," Dean says. Gracilynn bites her bottom lip. Dean feels like he's going to be sick and he forces a swallow, willing the bile to go back down. "It…you…when?"
"Um…"
"Shut up. I don't want to know," Dean cuts her off, thinking better of it.
"Well, she's seventeen. Seventeen isn't too bad, right?" Sam asks. Dean gives him a look.
"Did you really just say that?" Dean asks, debating whether to hit his brother or to chain his daughter to a post.
"I…I was trying to look on the bright side?" Sam says sheepishly.
"You really believe that?" Dean asks.
"No, but it's better than thinking of the alternative," Sam says, looking over at Gracilynn.
"True. Seventeen. Not the worst that can happen," Dean says, trying to convince himself of the fact.
"Sixteen," Gracilynn all but squeaks. Dean and Sam's heads whip around to face her.
"What?" Sam asks.
"Excuse me?" Dean asks at the same time. "Tell me you did not just say what I think you said."
Gracilynn lets out a nervous laugh. Dean really feels like he's going to be sick now. Either that or punch a hole in the wall.
"Sixteen," Dean says, trying to come to terms with this new revelation. "Which means it was…last year."
Dean looks over at his daughter, realization hitting him. Last year when Sam was gone. And I wasn't paying as much attention to what she was doing as I should've been. Dean runs a hand through his hair and down his face.
"If it makes you feel any better, it wasn't just some random guy," Gracilynn says.
"It doesn't," Dean says. "Wait, was it Duke?"
"Uh…no. Not necessarily," Gracilynn says.
"Not necessarily! What the hell does that mean?" Dean asks, not really wanting to know.
"I think it means they…did. But she didn't lose…it…with him," Sam says awkwardly. Dean gives Sam a look.
"Do you ever know when to shut up?" he asks. "Just because I ask a question, doesn't mean I want an answer."
Sam purses his lips. Gracilynn takes a deep breath. Yep, this was gonna be an awesome car ride.
"Who the hell was it then?" Dean asks. Sam watches his niece who in turn looks between him and her dad. "Gracilynn Samantha. Hello."
"Oh, you actually wanted an answer that time," Gracilynn says, thinking it was another rhetorical question.
"If I didn't want you to answer it, why would I ask you it?" Dean asks. Gracilynn opens her mouth to say something but closes it, looking over at Sam, silently pleading for help. "Don't go looking to your uncle for help here. Who was it?"
"S…" Gracilynn starts but stops, eyes her dad closely. "No."
"Why not?" Dean asks, aggravated.
"'Cause he's a nice guy and I don't want you kicking his ass. Or killing him," Gracilynn says. Gracilynn can see on her dad's face the war he's fighting in his head.
"Fine," he bites out. "Get in the car."
Gracilynn, wisely, doesn't say anything just nods her head and quickly goes out to the car. Once she's out of ear shot, Dean turns and points at Sam.
"You're new mission Sammy…Find out who the douchewad is," Dean says.
"Ya know Dean, it takes two to…" Sam begins.
"So help me Sam, if you finish that sentence, I'm gonna hit you," Dean says, walking out the door. Sam smirks. He wasn't too keen on the fact his seventeen year old niece wasn't a virgin anymore either, but it was pretty funny seeing Dean Winchester have a fit over it.
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