Chapter Ten
An Unfavorable Mix-Up
10 Badwolf999
As Sam was heading back to the motel in a five thousand four hundred gallon gasoline tanker the others were preparing.
"I don't think your friend Bobby has ever set across a thing like this. They're beautiful creatures and I'm not surprised one bit to find the Lovecraft has joined them in his afterlife." Dean just grunted his agreement; he didn't care to understand anymore as long as he got the hell out of Kansas. His heart pained to hear about Bobby again, but he knew Bobby was doing his best to help them even if he was stuck at a cabin in the woods.
"Yeah sure; are you going to tell us what the game plan is sometime? If we're having a barbeque I'd really like to know, if not, well I'd also like to know." The Doctor scrambled around to gather different supplies within the hardware store.
"The plan is to- Gather those gas masks, we'll need them- The plan is quite simple." Dean gave up and did as he was told regretfully. He was obviously too busy to care about informing Dean what the plan was and what they were attacking. It obviously included fire because the Doctor was gathering matches and lighters wherever he went.
"Are we done here?" Dean asked gathering up his green army duffle bag.
"Yes, yes I believe we are." The Doctor patted down his pockets. Each pocket, breast and side was bulging with miscellaneous items. Dean got in the driver's seat and the Doctor sat in passenger, Dean was about to glare at the Doctor, but felt sorry for him and decided not to. On the ride back there were no weird experiences, only bare road and hills to the left and right coated in cows.
"I was about to call you, Dean. I was getting worried." Sam pulled Dean into a hug. This was not normal for Sam, but under the current and recent circumstances Dean allowed it without word.
"Now, Dean since you're the owner of Baby I think you should be the one to drive her back into town." Dean looked confused. "I'm going to blow up this gas tank and I really don't want to be part of the angry storm that may be in your mind." The Doctor scratched his head.
"Okay, but can I ask you why?"
"I promise we'll get your car back as well as getting you back here so you can watch the show." The Doctor smiled at him.
"I said why, not what was going to happen." Dean's shoulders were fixed into hard, rippling muscle that wanted to tear something apart.
"Why? Well simple really. Lovecraft has joined a gang of ghosts that are gas feeders. They enter this world through gas and you're car does hold gas; therefore, if I'm going to close their door into this world so we can escape I'm going to need to blow up some gas and that would result in blowing up your car as well. So being courteous I'm offering you to go into town and park your car, then wait for me." The Doctor smiled and stuffed his hands in his pants pockets. Dean just simply nodded and ducked into the car.
"Why did you do that?" Sam immediately accused the Doctor of foul play.
"I'm being truthful! I didn't send him on a dirty panty run!" Sam was upset that he had lost his brother again.
"What do we need to do to make this work?" His concerned face was back on.
"Well first you need to go inside and pack everything up and put it inside my Tardis." The Doctor was getting to work on making a circle a couple feet from the gas tanker. Sam nodded and ran inside. The Doctor was laying out large, three inch, white piping around in a circle. Each bend would be strapped down with electrical tape and then connected to the other piece. After doing so he caught a glimpse of Sam running out of the motel with several large duffel bags. He connected the tubing to the circle and to the mouth of the gas tank. It was ready.
"What is this thing?" Sam asked quietly.
"Well see that tube?" The Doctor pointed to the tube connecting the gas tank to the white circle. "And see this circle?" Sam nodded and scratched his brow. "Well the gas will go through this tube into the circle and the fumes from the gas will make a wall. Hopefully it will attract Lovecraft and his friends enough to trap them inside the circle. It's brilliant!" The Doctor opens his mouth wider in a tight smile. Sam's phone rang.
"Dean? Yeah, I'll tell him." Sam got off the phone and looked at the Doctor. He bounded off and got inside the Tardis. Sam turned around to watch the blue box start to fade. Sam rubbed his eyes quickly, but when he opened them the noise had stopped and the box had gone. His phone rang again. "Dean! The Doctor left us! He just got into his box and then left! I-" Sam was beyond sensibility.
"Sammy, it is okay he's here with me." Dean had an edge to his tone, but then Sam heard the Doctor voice in the background. "We're coming back now, don't worry."
As soon as it had disappeared it had reappeared before Sammy's eyes. His shock was uncontrollable, but he didn't question it. Dean stepped out, his eyes wide.
"That was freaking amazing!" Dean shouted and turned around. Sam was still confused.
"We need to get to work before the sun falls." The Doctor pronounced.