Here's the next chapter. I'm sorry I haven't been updating all that much. With ALL of my shows done for the year I've been watching Fringe on Netflix (a show I've been wanting to watch for a while). And I have fallen in love with it and can't seem to stop watching it. (I have watched all of Seasons 1 & 2 in a week ) So, I blame the creator of Fringe for my absenteeism. So, without further ado, enjoy!
"So, what's goin' on?" Bobby asks Dean and Sam as he walks up to where they are next to the Impala. They had gotten to Bobby's that morning and only after twenty minutes, Bobby knew something was up.
"Where's Gracilynn?" Dean asks.
"Inside. Blasting some rock music of yours in her room," Bobby says. Dean nods his head. "So?"
"She's hiding something," Dean says, looking up at Bobby. Bobby doesn't look surprised.
"And that surprises you?" he asks. "You guys hide more secrets than anyone else I know."
"Really Bobby?" Dean says, perturbed at the accusation.
"I didn't say that it was a bad thing. You guys don't keep secrets to keep them. You keep them to try to protect each other," Bobby explains.
"So what? You're saying Gracilynn's keeping this secret to protect us?" Sam asks.
"Protect us from what?" Dean asks.
"What makes you think she's keeping a secret?" Bobby asks.
"A few days ago she made a comment. Said that she could look after herself, especially when it came to guys. Said that her mom dated other guys before her and that she 'would know a sleezeball when she sees one'," Dean says.
"And when we tried asking her about it, she got really angry and stormed off," Sam says.
"A'right, let's say something happened," Bobby says, "She prolly buried it deep down and hasn't faced it since then. Think about it. Why didn't you talk about hell?"
"I…" Dean answers, not sure how to answer the question.
"Because you felt ashamed…" Bobby begins.
"Not that he should," Sam puts in, earning a look from his brother.
"True," Bobby agrees, then continues. "You felt ashamed…and you didn't want to burden Sam with what happened. It was done and over with and you didn't want him blaming himself for it."
"So, you think Gracie feels the same way?" Dean asks.
"She's a Winchester, of course she feels the same way," Bobby says.
"So, what do we do?" Sam asks.
"Give her time. She'll talk when she's ready," Bobby says, patting each of the boys on the back before disappearing back into the house.
"Where's Bobby?" Sam asks, walking into the library.
"In town, supply run," Dean answers.
"In this?" Sam asks, looking out the window and the torrential downpour.
"Yeah, man's a hero. We were officially out of hunter's helper," Dean answers, gesturing at an empty liquor bottle.
"Yeah, can't live without that," Gracilynn says sarcastically, smirking at her dad.
"Hello, boys. You've seen 'the Godfather', right?" Balthazar's voice interrupts Dean retort. The three Winchesters turn to see him standing next to them.
"Balthazar..." Dean says.
"You know, the end, where Michael Corleone sends his men to kill his enemies in one big, bloody swoop?" Balthazar continues. He finds a container of salt and pours it into a bowl on Bobby's desk.
"Hey!" Dean shouts as Balthazar begins searching around the room.
"'Dead sea brine.' Good, good, good. You know, Moe Greene gets it in the eye, and Don Cuneo gets it in the revolving door?" Balthazar says, ignoring Dean's outburst as he continues to busily run around the room.
"I said 'hey'," Dean says again, more firmly.
"You did. Twice. Good for you. Blood of lamb. Blood of lamb," Balthazar says, searching through Bobby's fridge. "Beer, cold pizza. Blood of lamb. Yes! Blood of lamb!"
"Why are you talking about 'the Godfather'?" Sam asks.
"Because we're in it…right now, tonight. And in the role of Michael Corleone…The archangel Raphael," Balthazar explains.
"You mind telling us what you mean?" Dean asks.
"I think he means we're being hunted by the mob," Gracilynn says.
"No, no, no, no. No, no, no, no," Balthazar mutters as he empties the contents of Bobby's drawers. "Yes. Bone of a lesser saint. This vertebra will do very nicely. Your Mr. Singer does keep a beautiful pantry."
"Wait, Raphael is after you?" Dean asks, just catching on.
"Raphael is after us all. You see, he's consolidated his strength. And now he's on the move," Balthazar explains.
"And where's Cass?" Sam asks.
"Oh, Cassie? He is deep, deep underground. So, good old Raffy put out a hit list on every last samaritan who helped our dear Cass…Including both of you. And so much more importantly, me. See, he wants to draw Cass out in the open," Balthazar answers.
"And you expect us to just believe you?" Sam asks.
"Oh, don't. You'll go where I throw you either way," Balthazar says.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean asks defensively. Lightning flashes outside and Gracilynn looks out the window, a pit forming in her stomach.
"That's all the time we have, gentlemen. And lady," Balthazar says. He opens his jacket to reveal a bloodstain on his side. "Where is it?"
"Whoa. What happened there?" Dean says, noticing the blood.
"Oh. Garish, I know. You see, uncle Raffy sent one of his nastiest to handle me. I'm flattered, actually. And down a lung at the moment, but that's all right," Balthazar says. He pulls out a pair of keys and hands them to Sam. "Oh, here's for you."
"What am I supposed to do with this?" Sam asks, taking the keys from Balthazar.
"Run with it," Balthazar says right before he's thrown across the room as an angel appears in the room. "Virgil."
Balthazar looks over at the Winchesters, shouting out an order.
"I said, run!" Balthazar pushes the three of them through the window which is marked with a blood sigil. Dean, Sam, and Gracilynn crash through Bobby's window and land on a mattress, finding themselves on a TV show set.
"Cut!" the director, Bob Singer says.
"Real good solid fall. Way to go," a crew member says to Dean as he pats Dean on the butt.
"Jared, Jensen, Sophia! Outstanding! That was just great!" Bob Singer shouts to them. The three hunters look over at him, eyes wide, not sure what is happening.
"'Supernatural,' scene one echo, take one. Tail slate. Marker!" a crew member yells. Dean, Sam, and Gracilynn look at each other.
"Something tells me we're not in Kansas anymore," Gracilynn says.
"So...No angels?" Sam asks.
"No angels…I think," Dean answers, eyeing the crowd before them.
"But that was great!" Bob Singers shouts off on the side to a crew member.
"...it's not a problem with the stunt. It's a problem with the...signal," Serge replies.
"Should we be killing anybody?" Sam asks.
"Interference," Serge says to Bob Singer.
"I don't think so," Dean says, not entirely sure himself.
"Well, how much did we get?" Bob asks.
"Running?" Sam asks his brother.
"About half," Kevin answers Bob.
"Where?" Dean asks his brother in turn.
"Gets us right up to where they…Just before they hit the window," Kevin explains.
"You know, the part where they hit the window is the good part," Bob says.
"Well, we can clean up, reset the window, takes about 95 minutes, basically. So, we'd have to blow off the scene where they sit on the impala and talk about their feelings," Kevin offers. Gracilynn picks up a piece of the window and wiggles it in front of them; it seems to be made out o some sort of gel.
"It reminds me of breast implants," she says. Sam rolls his eyes and Dean snorts.
"Ha. Right. You answer the hate mail," Bob replies to Kevin.
"Or we could have them fly at the window, then freeze frame. Then cut to black, act out," Kevin says, offering another solution.
"Freeze frame," Singer says.
"Um...Yeah. Freeze frame," Kevin replies.
"Serviceable," Serge puts in.
"Fine. Whatever. Season six. Moving on," Bob replies.
"Moving on! That's a wrap on Jared, Jensen and Sophia!" Kevin yells.
"W-who the hell are…" Sam begins but is interrupted by an interviewer.
"Jared! Three minutes, okay? Great," the interviewer says, grabbing Sam by the arm and leading him away.
"Where are we going?" Dean asks, grabbing Gracilynn and beginning to walk after Sam. One of the make-up artists steps in front of them though.
"Jensen, there you are! Let's just get you in the chair," she says.
"Chair?" Dean asks, confused. The make-up artist leads Dean away and he looks back in time to see a woman approach his daughter.
"Sophia! We have to fix your hair," a woman says, approaching Gracilynn. Gracilynn looks over at her, confused.
"What?" she asks. She doesn't get an answer though, aside from the woman leading her off in another direction. The woman sits her in a chair and begins fixing her hair. Another woman walks over and puts a bottle of water down in front of her, looking nervous.
"I'm sorry Sophia. They ran out of the water you like. This was all they had left," the woman says. Gracilynn eyes the water bottle.
"Uh…okay. That's fine," Gracilynn says, not sure what to say to the woman. She looks over and sees shock written plainly on the woman's face. "Thanks?"
The woman studies her for a minute before shaking out of her shock and walking away muttering something under her breath.
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