Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 7. I know that you guys are probably waiting for Aeron to give Sam hell for trusting Ruby aren't you? I worked hard on this first chapter of this chapter. I hope that you enjoy it. We are 50 pages into this story. Which is shocking. Only to Episode 3. I have to say that this is probably going to be a long running story as well. I hope you all enjoy the first chapter of Bad Day at Black Rock. Get ready for some angry Dean and angry Aeron. Without further ado Chapter 7.

Chapter 7

Storage Place

Aeron sat in the back looking out the window out at the night. She was very pissed off… no scratch that she was fuming. Her arms were crossed and she was biting her lip.

"Because demon, that's why. I mean the second you find out this Ruby chick is a demon you go for the holy water! You don't chat!" Dean yelled at his brother. He couldn't believe that Sam wasn't thinking.

"No one was chatting, Dean." Sam said rubbing his face.

"Oh yeah? Then why didn't you send her ass back to Hell?" Dean said narrowing his eyes at Sam.

"Because… because she said she might be able to help us out!"

"How?"

"Damn it Sam. How will some demon bitch help us out. No demon is that willing to help." Aeron huffed not even looking in his direction.

"No really, Sam, how? How could she possibly help us?" Dean questioned wanting the truth from his brother.

"She told me she could help you okay?" Sam said defending Ruby even though he really didn't trust her because of her saying things about Aeron.

Dean looked at him in confusion.

"Help you out of the crossroads deal."

Dean looked at Sam like he had gone and lost his head. "What is wrong with you, huh? She's lying, you gotta know that, don't you? She knows what your weakness is… it's me." Dean sighed. "What else did she say?"

Sam kept silent.

"Dude?"

"Nothing." Sam sighed. "Nothing, ok? Look I'm not an idiot Dean, I'm not talking about trusting her, I'm talking about using her. I mean we're at war, right? And we don't know jack about the enemy. We don't know where they are, we don't know what they're doing. I mean, hell, we don't know what they want. Now this Ruby girl knows more than we will ever find out on our own. Now yes, it's a risk, I know that, but we need to take it."

Dean sighed. "You're okay right, I mean you're feeling okay?"

"Yes, I'm fine. Why are you always asking me that?"

Aeron groaned. She knew why Dean was asking. Dean knew that he was still going to hell and Sam was either going to break and hurt someone or break and get himself killed. Hell she had gone through the same thing with her brother.

A phone began to ring.

Aeron checked hers. "It's not mine." She said harshly.

Sam reached for his. "It's not mine either."

Dean checked his. "Nope." Dean rubbed his face. "Check the glove compartment, it's dad's."

"Dad's?"

"Yes, I keep it charged up in case any of his old contacts call."

Sam opened the glove compartment and found John's phone. He answered it. "Hello? Yes… this is Edgar Cayce. No! No, no, no, don't call the police. I'll handle this myself. Thanks. You know, can you just uh, can you just lock it back up for me? Great. Uhm, I.. I uh, I don't have my book in front of me," He gestured to his brother for a pen.

Dean gave him a pen.

"Do you… do you have the address so I can… Sure, ok. Go ahead. Right, thanks." He hung up the phone. "Dad ever tell you what he kept a container at a storage place?"

"What?"

"Outside of Buffalo?"

"No way."

"Yeah. And someone just broke into it."

"Oh that's just grand." Aeron said rubbing her face.

"Do you know something about the storage container?" Dean questioned her.

Aeron rolled her eyes. "No. But most hunters have them. Hell I have one in Texas." She said scoffing.

"Huh… well I guess that isn't so odd then."

"Bet your skinny ass it isn't odd."

"Hey."

Aeron rolled her eyes. "It is a saying Deano. Never would check out your ass."

"Hey."

She shook her head.

SNSNSN

The three of them were in the elevator.

"Man…" Dean said rubbing his face.

"What?" Sam asked in confusion.

"Just dad. You know him and his secrets. Spend all this time with the guy and it's like we barely even know the man." Dean said shaking his head.

"Well, we're about to learn something." Sam said slipping his hands in his pockets.

The three of them got out of the elevator.

Dean unlocked the unit and slid the door open.

They slowly walked into the storage unit.

"No demons allowed." Sam said looking at the devil's trap.

"Blood. Check this out." Dean said holding up a tripwire that is attached to a shotgun hidden in a large animal skull.

Sam's eyes widened. "Whoever broke in here got tagged."

"Dear old dad. I got two sets of boot treads here, looks like it was a two-man job. And our friend with the buckshot in him looks like he kept walking." Dean told them.

"So what's the deal? Dad would do work here or something?"

"Living the high life, as usual." Dean said shaking his head.

The three of them went further in.

"Well John certainly wanted to keep some memories locked up in here." Aeron said looking around.

Dean laughed when he saw a skull. He shook his head.

Sam looked over at a desk while Aeron went further into the unit.

Dean picked up a trophy from a shelf. He dusted it off some. "1995."

"No way! That's my Division Championship soccer trophy. I can't believe he kept this." Sam said taking it from Dean.

"Yeah… It was probably about the closest you ever came to being a boy."

Aeron shook her head.

Dean wandered off. "Oh, wow! It's my first sawed-off. I made it myself. Sixth grade." Dean laughed and pumped the shot gun.

Sam moved in further and opened a door to a back room. The chain had been cut.

The three of them slowly walked into the back room.

"This is really creepy." Aeron said shaking her head seeing the arsenal that John had in here.

"Holy crap. Look at this, he had landmines… Which they didn't take. Or the guns. I guess they knew what they were after huh?"

Sam spotted some boxes that were inscribed with symbols on the far shelf. "Hey Dean… Aeron… check this out. See these symbols? That's binding magic. These are curse boxes."

Dean and Aeron moved closer to get a better look.

"Curse boxes? Th… they're supposed to keep the evil mojo in, right, kind like the Pandora deal?"

"Yeah. Yeah, they're built to contain the power of the cursed object."

"Well, dad's journal did mention a whole bunch of stuff, you know? Dangerous hexed items, fetishes… he never really did say where they ended up."

"Yeah. Well this must be his toxic waste dump." He saw a rectangular shape in the dust. He ran his finger along the dust. "One box is missing… Great."

"And I hope it isn't the box that I think it might be." Aeron said rubbing her face. She knew of some of the boxes that John had hidden due to Bobby.

"Well maybe they didn't open it."

"That's the worst thing to say Dean. We can't jinx ourselves on this. Come on."

"Aeron what are you doing?" Sam questioned looking at the strawberry blonde haired woman.

Aeron grinned. "Come on. Security cameras. We can only hope that they didn't black out their plates."

"Oh smart Red."

Aeron shook her head.

The three of them slipped out of the unit. They were going to go and check the cameras and run the plates to see where the plates would lead them too if they hadn't blacked them out.

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This is the end of Chapter 7. I hope that you enjoyed it. I hope to have the next chapter out shortly. Please leave a review and let me know what you think and let me know how I am doing. If there is anything that you would like to see please let me know what you think. I got plans for this chapter. I have to say that the next one will be a bit funnier and Aeron might… keyword might lighten up on Sam. But with how mad she is with him for trusting Ruby for the moment… well I can't say I blame her. Until next time.