Sean lay awake in the bed, staring at the ceiling. The kelpie would get the spear, and Syd had agreed to see the kelpie in exchange for the spear. Everything had fallen into place, so why did he feel so unnerved? A noise outside the door startled him, and he got out of bed. He opened the door to see Syd frantically going through one of the drawers near the Winchesters rooms.
"Hey, Syd. Everything alright?" Sean asked watching her grab a book from the drawer.
"Something's wrong. Sam and Dean aren't answering their phone, and… just I know something's wrong. It doesn't feel right," Syd explained helplessly as she flipped through the book.
Sean had never seen her this terrified before. Her eyes were wide, and she bit her lip as she seemingly found what she was looking for. She started to take off in another direction when he grabbed her arm gently but firmly.
"Syd. Look at me," Sean said calmly and looked into her eyes. "What happened? Did you have a dream or what? And what are you planning on doing with that spell book?"
Syd looked away but didn't pull away. She looked back at Sean, and he could see how distressed she was.
"No dream. I can just feel it. I know something bad happened, and I know that's not proof or even very convincing," Syd said quickly, and her eyes pleaded with Sean. "I'm going to summon Crowley. He should be able to get in contact with the Winchesters and prove me wrong… or right."
"Wait, that demon from before? Syd, demons only make deals for souls. There's no guarantee he'll help," Sean reasoned with her despite being nearly helpless to the heartbroken look on her face.
"He helped with Daniel without a price. He's at least allies with Sam and Dean. If anything, he'll help just to make sure he's not fighting Lucifer on his own."
"And how do you know he won't just decide to suck up to Lucifer? He's a demon, Syd. Lucifer is their creator."
"Cas told me that Crowley can be trusted against Lucifer. I believe in Cas."
"Why don't you just call for Castiel then?" Sean pleaded with Syd as he now blocked her with his body. As much as he didn't like the idea of Syd going to Cas for help, he didn't trust the demon.
"I tried, but… he's busy right now," Syd responded and pulled her arm away. "Either you can help me or get out of my way. But I'm summoning Crowley." Syd pushed past him and started walking to the storage room for supplies; Sean quickly ran after her.
"How about I go? I'll go check it out first. They could have just forgotten to charge their phones," Sean said and once again tried to body-block Syd.
"No!" Syd said and grabbed his arm. Her eyes looked misty as though she was desperately holding back tears. Sean could tell that she was frightened, and it broke his heart.
"Why not? Syd, speak to me. Tell me what's really going on."
Syd looked around nervously, likely to see if James and Portia were awake. The hallway was clear except for the two of them, so Syd quickly pulled him into the supply room and closed the door.
"My uncle went missing at the spot where they're investigating. They didn't tell me what they think it is, but I did some research. I think it's a wendigo."
Sean felt a chill go up his spine. He had heard cautionary tales of that creature; it was one of the few that his mother had warned him about. Although the wendigo preferred human flesh, it wouldn't turn down fairy flesh either. If it was a wendigo, then the Winchesters may really need some help.
"I can tell that you're tired," Syd said quickly. "And in that state a wendigo might hurt you too. Crowley's a strong demon. I just have to get him to see that helping the Winchesters is beneficial to him as well."
Sean didn't like it, but she was right. Flying to Scotland and back had taken a lot out of him, and he'd be no match for a wendigo in his condition. It would be wise for them to at least convince Crowley to check on the brothers.
"Okay, but I'm staying with you. We'll summon him in the dungeon. There's a demon seal there in case he acts up."
Syd smiled at Sean in relief and thanked him. As she began to grab the necessary ingredients, Sean helped her carry them. They quickly and quietly snuck down to the dungeon and began the spells. Syd completed the spell, and they waited.
"You can't reach the bastards either, eh?" A voice said from behind them. Crowley looked at Syd with something close to approval.
"They were on a hunt, and something's… wrong. I know that's a terrible explanation, but it's really all I've got."
"What were they hunting?"
"Never said but I think it's a wendigo. They're in Northern Michigan near someplace called 'Sugarloaf Mountain.' I have the hotel; they're staying at. I tried to call the room, but there was no answer," Syd explained, pleading with the demon.
"I'll check it out. See if they got themselves in a spot of trouble as usual," Crowley said as Syd handed him the address of the hotel.
"Please take me with you."
"What?" Crowley and Sean asked in unison.
"I can't explain it. I just know that I need to be there. I'll stay in the motel room, just in case they get there while you're out searching. Please," Syd pleaded and stared at the demon.
The demon sighed and answered, "Well it would be a pain if they did go back to the motel while I'm trying to find the idiots. I suppose you'll want to go as well?" Crowley looked at Sean with a measuring gaze.
"Yes," Sean answered sternly.
Crowley rolled his eyes and quipped, "All aboard the Dumbass Rescue Express." He snapped his fingers, and away they went.
