Chapter 3
"I still don't understand dean, why would the orange be moving as an automobile in the first place?" What started out as an offhand joke had developed into something bordering on a philosophical debate. Dean Winchester was beginning to regret he had opened his mouth in the first place,
"Look, forget it Cas, It's not important" the angle sitting in the backseat glanced at dean in the rear-view mirror before turning away and letting the topic drop. Dean socked his younger brother in the shoulder as his six foot four frame shook with laughter. "Can it, shotgun" he warned. Sam merely laughed harder,
"Ignore him Cas, he's just upset he can't tell a joke" Sam struggled to get the words out without dissolving into fits of laughter again. Dean hid a smirk and pressed his foot down.
Bobby had called them last night with reports of an island swarming with demons, which was weird in itself because why in the heck would demons want to shut themselves off from the human population and the mainland. But as usual they went to check it out anyway. A couple of years ago Dean would have said you had been sniffing to much glue if you told him angels were real, but yet again, mother nature had surprised him. Cas had become somewhat of a permanent fixture in their lives and Dean liked having him around, naïve sense of humour aside. As the Impala chewed up the tarmac the boys chatted mindlessly to pass the miles.
Five hours later they were waiting for the impala to be loaded off the ferry that granted them access to the island. Dean was pacing furiously, muttering under his breath, someone would be getting a new ass hole if they scratched his baby. Finally Dean was able to rip the valet out of the drives seat check her over. Satisfied she was okay Dean allowed the rest of the crew to climb in and they set off past a brightly coloured sign announcing their arrival to 'Lagosi'. Sam couldn't take his eyes off the scenery, the tall palm trees fanned out over the dirt road and the sea crashed in the distance. Everything had the appearance of being enhanced, the greens were brighter and the ocean a startling cyan blue. "Where the heck are we?" Sam breathed. Castiel smiled,
"Lagosi. Sam this place was on no map I could read. Yet as soon as I learnt of its existence, there it was. You may only find this place if you have knowledge of its existence".
"Well it's real enough" Dean stated, "And here's the welcome party". The track ended in a large wooden gate, with 'Lagosi Estate' Sculpted into it. It would be a fortress to end all fortresses, except it was open. Blown open by an explosion that seemed to have gone off in the last hour if the fire was anything to judge by. Dean chuckled "So I'm thinking someone beat us here".