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Chapter 9
Hours had passed with no noise from the bedroom and when Bobby couldn't take it anymore he headed up to just peak in; to make sure they were okay. He wasn't a doting old man and he'd kick anyone's ass that even suggested it, he thought randomly as went up stairs.
Lisa and Ben had left a couple of hours before after telling Bobby if they ever needed her to call… Yeah, like that would happen. Dean had made his choice to walk away to keep them safe. Well, she had given up and Dean had let her. But in her defense she hadn't been told everything and when Sammy had talked to her she had come running, her boy in tow.
Bobby shook his head as he wondered if Dean even remembered she was here with him being so focused on his little brother.
Looking into the bedroom he wasn't surprised to see Dean asleep his head resting on Sammy's arm. He was though to see Sammy staring at him with a tiny grin as he put a finger to his lips to silence Bobby. Boo raised her head from Sammy's stomach to stare at Bobby as well.
Bobby grinned and pointed down to which Sammy responded with a wider grin.
Bobby headed back down to finally work on that research for Rufus. It was about a town called Lucky Springs in North Dakota that was having an awful run of bad luck, like 10 years only it seemed to be escalating in the last 3 months to anyone that had contact with that town. There seemed to be 3 stages of the bad luck. The last one was bad luck enough to kill you. It seemed to be centered around two families though. So he was thinking maybe a curse of some kind? As he sat down at his desk and pulled his handwritten notes toward him he looked over them again. One family was Greek, the Theodorakis' and the other was Romanian, the Cobzaru clan. The farthest thing back he could find, what he thought could be the start of the bad luck was the death of one Cezar Cobzaru, the patriarch of the Cobzarus'.
He rubbed tiredly at his face, Damn if it hadn't been a long ass day.
As he dozed off staring at the notes he startled awake and sat straight up with a hell, no echoing through the room.
He stood up as he called Rufus so he could pace while he waited for him to answer.
After about 10 rings, when Bobby was about ready to hang up and head out Rufus answered. He immediately demanded, "Where the hell are you?"
"Well, hello to you too Bobby…" Rufus stated sarcastically.
"I asked you…" Bobby snapped as he paced.
"I know. I heard you. You got my research for me?" Rufus asked as he ignored Bobby's angry blustering.
"Don't change the subject you ass, answer me!" Bobby demanded crankily.
"I'm in Lucky Springs." Sighed Rufus.
"You are one dumb son-a-bi-" Bobby growled.
"Hey, now, that's my momma you're snarling about."
"You went there with no research and you expect me to come bail your ass out… What part of retired ya not understanding?" Bobby demanded to know.
"The retiring part. Bobby…" Rufus retorted.
Bobby interrupted him as he snapped back, "The boys need me, Rufus. You have made it to where I have to come fix this, because drawing me in has put the boys in danger. Remind me to beat the living shit out of you when I get there! I can't help but think you knew that when you called me from there to help. You could have just fuckin' asked!"
"Retired, Bobby." Rufus sighed out.
"You fuckin' jackass!" Bobby snarled. "Do you realize that Sammy almost died because you had an idea what the risks were already and you didn't tell me!"
"Yeah but you guys are buddy buddy with an angel, he fixed him right?"
"That is so not the damn point. The hell with it, I'm bringing my damn shotgun and shooting your ass full of rock salt! I'll shove that shotgun so far up your…" He broke off, took a breath and started over, "Nobody and I mean nobody puts my boys in danger on purpose and doesn't get to feel my retribution."
"Oh, so Roy and Walt… that was you?" Rufus questioned in an amused tone.
"I never said that." Bobby stated sullenly.
Rufus laughed as he told Bobby, "I'll see ya soon."
"I'm going to kill you Rufus." Bobby vowed softly.
"Okay." Rufus replied as he hung up with a chuckle.
Bobby was still cussing as he loaded his charger. He was going to have to convince Dean to stay; that this was routine. No hunting for Bobby. Still retired. So caught up in his musings that he startled so much he jumped when Dean asked curiously from behind him, "What cha doing?"
Bobby sighed in relief that he already packed his weapons bag in the truck. "I'm meeting up with Rufus to give him the research."
"Can't you do that over the phone?" Dean glanced into the backseat of the car before looking back up at Bobby, "I thought we were strictly research now?"
"I am. We are." Bobby looked at him then down as he told him, "I will be back first thing in the morning."
"Bobby," Dean said as he tilted his head to the side watching his surrogate father as he asked quietly, "you'd tell me if something was wrong, right?"
"Of course, boy." Bobby agreed and then grasped Dean's shoulder to give it a quick squeeze. As he dropped his hand and stepped away he said softly, "There is only one thing that would make me come out of retirement."
"What's that?" Dean asked as he watched Bobby closely.
"If you boys were in danger." Bobby said firmly as he looked Dean in the eye.
"We're not." Dean stated flatly, glancing over his shoulder at the house before looking back at Bobby.
"Well then…" Bobby gave him a smile, "See, I'm still retired just like you boys."
Dean smiled even as his brows furrowed at the nagging feeling that crept into his very bones while he continued to study him intently.
Bobby looked Dean in the eye again as he told him earnestly, "You take care of each other while I'm gone."
Dean suddenly had a flashback of himself in a hospital bed and his dad saying something similar- the last time he saw his dad alive, "Bobby." it came out so soft Dean barely heard it himself, so he cleared his throat as he tried again, "Bobby."
Bobby turned back to look at Dean as he started to get in the car. He smiled at him and Dean staggered under the intense love he saw glaring at him from Bobby's eyes.
"Bobby we huh… we… huh… just be careful." Dean finally managed to get out.
Bobby smiled almost sadly at him as he told him, "Tell your brother to watch out for his lug head big brother… I know I don't need to tell you… but you boys are like my own. I…"
"Us too, Bobby… us too." Dean muttered… in his head he was thinking we love you too.
As Bobby pulled out of the driveway, Dean couldn't suppress the anxiety that was trying to explode out of his chest. He was worried and he wasn't sure why. If it had been Sammy from pre hell days he would tease him about his spidey sense because he couldn't shake the feeling something was up. Dean knew when something was up with Sammy, most of the time but Bobby was a first. As he wandered back to the house he wondered if Sammy was awake yet. Another thing he found strange was Bobby not waiting until Sammy was awake to leave. Something was definitely up…
TBC
P.S.- The last names of the families in the stories are really Greek and Romanian names. The name of the town… have no idea if there is really a town of that name in the state. ~iamtryN~
