p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"Sam and Dean arrived in Night Vale a few hours after dawn the next day. Dean had driven around the entire city three times before waking up Sam to tell him the news. "Dude! Wake up! We've got a major problem here." Sam barely jumped as Dean prodded him, from experience of having to wake up at odd times, whether in the Impala or not. "What's the problem? We've gotten here, why haven' we checked into a Motel yet?" Dean sighed as Sam stretched the sleepiness out of his system, "See there's the problem Sammy, there just aren't any Motels. Or hotels or Bed and Breakfast, nothing!" Sam was definitely awake now. "None? Come on it's a city. Or a town. Very small town. But they have to have some sort of place to stay for a few nights." Dean shook his head, and then drove the entire place one more time just to prove to Sam that there was nowhere to stay. Sam looked around, concerned, "Well I guess it's ten now, so we could just go to a restaurant, get something quick to eat, then use their restroom to change into our FBI impersonation suits, and question Cecil and Carlos. Here, I thought I saw an Arby's back there. Let's stick with that instead of local food." They made their way to the Arby's, and did exactly what Sam had suggested, got some quick eating, changed (Though the strange thing was that no one seemed to question the fact that they were changing in a fast food restaurant bathroom, but instead questioning why they would be there). As soon as they had finished they got back to the Impala, where Sam started telling Dean where to go. "Well Cecil will be back from the hospital by now, the incident happened awhile back. So get this, they released Cecil just a few days after him nearly strangling Carlos, and they weren't concerned by the fact that he tried to kill his boyfriend, completely unprovoked." They arrived at the radio station, which had a glowing neon purple eye above the door. The Winchester brothers worked their way into the building, where they found a woman with a nametag reading emIntern Kaylie. /em"Hello?" She said "I'm intern Kaylie, what do you need?" Dean pulled out his faked FBI badge, and told her "I'm Agent Maslow from the FBI this is my partner Agent Gerard, we need to speak to Cecil Palmer." Intern Kaylie tilted her head in a Castiel-like fashion, and looked mildly confused. "FBI? Is that some sort of branch of the Sheriff's Secret Police?" Her eyes widened considerably, "Are you some sort of secret branch from the SSP? Or the Vague Yet Menacing Government Agency?" Sam looked at Dean, who had a mirrored look of confusion on his face, finally Sam just told her yes, and repeated that they needed to talk to Cecil Palmer. Intern Kaylie giggled somewhat nervously and flushed slightly, "Um, you can't speak to him right now, he's still on air, but you can talk to him when the weather comes on. It should be soon, especially if you're waiting for him. Here, I'll turn on the radio, so you know when you can talk to him." She pressed a button on a small radio near the wall, and then hurried off while a voice carried out from the radio. The voice was deep, somewhat gravelly, and sounded like it was made perfectly for radio, "And now listeners, I must take you to the weather, as there are two men who no one has seen before waiting to talk to me. They claim to be from some branch of the Sheriff's Secret Police called the 'FBI', but in truth they just arrived here early this morning in a black '67 Chevy Impala, and have no relation to Night Vale in any way. I think that the elder one particularly will like the weather today." Then the unmistakable first words of 'Carry On My Wayward Son' made their way out of the radio while Dean's mouth hung open, astonished./p
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p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom:0in;margin-bottom:.0001pt"strongA/N: So... They're going to get their first introduction to Cecil. Do you think he'll still be possessed? What are the answers to Dean's questions in chapter two? You may possibly learn these things when you read the next installment of my story. (Which I've barely started writing)br /br /strongstrongBut.. Aren't you proud of me, readers? I wrote TWO CHAPTERS! I know, I'm surprised with myself. Please like and comment!br /br /Oh! Disclaimer: I do not own Night Vale (Strex shall not own Night Vale), I don't own Supernatural (If I did, that show would not be as messed up as it is. It is... I don't even know a word strong enough to describe how messed up that show is.) . Oh, and in the next few chapters, I don't own Carry on My Wayward Son (Kansas does). Thanks!/strong/p
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