Chapter 8
"Finally you sad sacks arrive. I've been here a bloody week already" Crowley spits at the Winchesters.
"Shut up Crowley. We did some research to make sure you were legit" Sam says forcefully.
"And…" says Crowley
"Morgana checks out, except everything about her is myth and legend. Not one report on her being actually real. How do we know where she is" Dean asks.
"You don't know because your puny human brains aren't capable of looking further than the end of your noses" Crowley says getting gradually louder.
Dean reaches for the demon knife but Sam stops him.
"So" says Sam "Where is she?"
"Not where….When. 1256 and about right where you are standing" Crowley says a matter-of-factly.
"1256? You just said England. You never mentioned time travel" Dean says getting agitated.
"With all the research you did, you never worked it out?" Crowley asks sarcastically. "Honestly boys do I have to do everything? Right now Morgana has just tried her first attempt to take over Camelot…"
"… but failed and left the King Uther, her father, heart/mind broken. No-one in Albion knows where she is," Dean finishes Crowley's sentence.
Sam and Crowley look at Dean in total confusion.
"BBC1?" Crowley asks. Sam nods.
"Ok so shit for brains knows what I'm talking about" Crowley says in a laugh.
"The plan- I'll drop you near the Prince and his servant. Befriend them, I'll find Morgana and then find you. See ya"
"Crowley, wait…" Dean shouts. But it's no use; they hit the ground with a thump.
