Chapter 4: The Author Talk
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"Come on Dean!" Sam yelled at his moping brother to get out the car.
Ever since six months ago when they both lost two days' worth of memories and effectively let the trail gone cold, Dean had fallen into a depression. Refusing to eat, sleep or even drive. He continued to only remain in the backseat of the car for days, only ever leaving to use the bathroom. At one point Sam had tried to take the car away and Dean had shot at his feet until he stopped.
"Dean, come on. I know that it has been hard on you, but the guy said he gave us the same information six months ago just before we lost our memories. We obviously came to this town and something happened here. What if we found-"
"Don't." Dean interjected morosely, "Fine let's look around."
"No, first we are going to get something to eat. You haven't even had a bite to eat in a week. You need to be at full strength. Do it for-"
"Don't say that name, please." The shorter brother begged.
"Fine. Hey kid, sorry to bother but where can we find food around here?"
"There's a diner just two minutes that way." Henry said pointing to his left. He was on his way to Archie.
"Thanks." Dean finished for Sam, looking sullen.
As they walked into the diner they noticed that everyone was looking at them unabashedly, they were used to it. Small towns and all. They ordered from a nice waitress with almost black hair and bold red lipstick. When the food came Sam made sure that Dean ate everything. As they were about to ask for the bill, a blonde woman in a red leather jacket came in followed by a man in uniform.
"Stand up please, hands on your heads." She ordered.
Not wanting to draw undue attention they complied.
"May I ask what we are being arrested for?" Sam requested.
"We'll talk about that at the station." Emma answered. She then yelled at the waitress, "Put it on my tab Ruby!"
When they were locked up into their cells, she pulled a chair with a bit of dust on up to the doors. Leroy hadn't been in there for a few months now. Both the twins keeping him and Nova on their toes. Emma had to admit, it was lonely without him here.
"So Moose and Squirrel back again. Why?" She asked them. Both boys paled at the nicknames she called them.
"Crowley! You sick fucking son of a bitch! Let me out of here and let go of-" Dean stopped himself, he was unwilling to say the name.
"Wow. Good to see you are still as fiery as last time Squirrel, but who is Crowley?"
"An old acquaintance. So you know who we are but who are you?" Sam replied.
"I'm Sheriff Swan. We met about six months ago when you two walked in here pretending to be FBI."
"How did we get caught?"
"I knew you were lying. And after two wonderful days of arguing and silence between us three, I took your memories and put you near Boston."
"How did you take our memories?"
"We're not doing this again. How about you answer some of my questions. Why are you here? Again."
"We're here trying to find a friend that went missing seven months ago."
"A truthful answer, well done Squirrel." She congratulated. "What are your real names and why do you pretend to be FBI?"
"I'm Sam and that's Dean. Winchester, both of us. We travel around and hunt supernatural beings. Ghosts, demons, werewolves, vampires and so on. I know it sounds crazy but it is the truth."
"I know that, which raises a few other questions."
She sat and thought for a while in her office, weighing her options. Thankfully before she could decide anything her son walked in.
"Hey Ma. I heard you arrested the two new guys, again."
"Hey kid, yup. What are you doing here?"
"I came to see what their story is."
"I thought we talked about this, not every new person has a story. Remember Greg and Tamara?"
"How could I forget, but I mean people who come here without outside forces influencing them."
"Fine, what do you need to know?"
"Their names should be enough."
"Lucky for you I just got them. It's Sam and Dean." She finished seeing Henry's eyes almost eclipsing his face in shock. He ran to the cells and asked the taller brother a question.
"What was your university girlfriend's name?" he nearly yelled at Sam.
"Jessica, why?" he replied taken a back at the question.
"Kid, what have I said about talking to prisoners?"
"To not to, but this is important." He saw his blonde mother sigh and knew he could continue. "How did she die?"
"I don't know how you know I had a girlfriend or that she is dead, but I don't think you should know at your age." Sam replied not wanting to give the child nightmares. Like his father had done to him.
"It's okay. Just answer him. It won't be anything he hasn't heard before." Emma said in a monotone.
"Okay. She burst into flames on the ceiling of our apartment."
"It's you, it really is you! That means Carver Edlund must be another author!" Henry squealed excitedly.
"Yeah, he's real name is Chuck, and he was a prophet before he became God."
"We all obviously need to a have a long talk, but before that the mayor has to join us." Emma finished for everyone and dragged Henry off to call Regina.
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