Chapter 37
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The morning light beamed across the hotel room. Cass hadn't slept hardly at all. The nightmares were getting worse. His head pounded. Yet, he didn't wish to move. He held his wife a little longer. At one point he moved the covers away from her body. He simply ran his hand along her. He felt he couldn't get enough of Bella. Everything about her intoxicated him. Cass kissed along her shoulder down to her neck. Bella smiled with her eyes still closed.
She taunted him by moving her rear against him. He throbbed against her, pressing himself even more against her. Bella knew that was a move Cass could never resist. Sure enough she feels him inside her. He continues to kiss about her body his chest pressed up against her back. Cass took his time wanting it to last. He could never get over the way she felt each time. As they proceeded Cass's moves became more vital. He placed his hands about her shoulders driving himself even harder within. He felt her overflowing along him in pleasure. Cass wasn't far behind he took in a breath and shut his eyes in utter ecstasy.
After they were done neither moved, he kissed her once more. He gently moved his hands along her. He held her close as humanly possible. As time progressed Cass's uncertainties became more imbedded. Bella rolled over. She smiled upon him. Cass moved her hair away from her face. He parted it behind her ear.
"Good morning…" She says in a raspy morning voice.
"Good morning."
Cass watched as Bella rolled out of the bed. She threw her robe on and tied it.
"Would you like some coffee Cass baby?"
"Actually yes."
She starts them some coffee in the hotel coffee maker. Bella then hops into the shower. Cass forced himself out of the bed. He looked in the mirror. He ran a hand along his face. He needed to shave.
Cass turns to the door as there's a knock. Cautiously, he answers.
"Dean?"
Dean nods and welcomes himself inside.
"Might have to make a pit stop not too far from here. I'd like to hurry and find my brother, however this is a case we simply can't ignore." Dean hands him notes on this.
Dean flips through it. People were eating themselves to death, overdrinking, having sex over and over and over. Cass nods at the irony.
"We maybe closer than you think Dean."
"How so?"
"You just found famine."
"Huh?"
"Famine isn't so much about starving Dean. It can be a variety of things human's maybe lacking. Something their body longs for and desires. It could be anything from certain foods, love, sex, attention, gambling, money, drugs, and alcohol."
"I thought it was about going without."
"It is."
"That makes no sense. From the sounds of this these people aren't going without. In fact they're overindulging!"
Cass nods at this.
"Precisely. They feel deprived in these things Dean. Their minds desire these things Dean. No matter how much they acquire they're never satisfied."
Dean hears the shower come to a stop. He heads back out.
"I figured we'd grab a bit to eat then head out. Salt Lake City here we come." Dean says pulling the door shut.
"So this is the area?" Jo questions Dean as they enter the city limits of Salt Lake City.
Dean nods.
"Yep the reports were all about this area."
About five more minutes in. Dean follows Bella into a nearby convenient store. He sees Cass waiting in the truck. Jo starts looking around looking fidgety.
"What's your deal?"
She says nothing just shrugs.
"Look you wanna drink or something?"
"No."
"OK then. I'll be right back." Dean pats her on the leg and gets out of the Impala.
He gets to the door when he hears the painful squealing of his "baby's" wheels. His eyes widen as Jo's peeling out of the parking lot. She floors it Duke of Hazzard style out of there.
"SON OF A BIIIIIIIIITTTTTTTCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHH!" Dean yells and takes off that direction.
It's too late though she's already gone.
"What the hell?!"
Cass steps out of the truck and he too looks that direction.
"Did she have an emergency?" Cass questions.
"She had better PRAY it was that!"
They turn as Bella comes out of the store. She's got a pickle in her mouth and a bag full of ice cream.
"What the…" Dean narrows his eyes at this.
"Why the hell do you need that much ice cream?"
She shrugs. Dean digs through the bag and also takes out an economy size of pickles.
"Bells! TAKE IT BACK NOW! THAT'S JUST GOING TO MELT! THERE'S NO WAY YOU CAN EAT ALL THIS!" Dean snaps.
Cass looks through the bag curiously. He takes out a pint looking to it.
"Cookies and cream?" He questions his wife.
She nods with a grin and takes the pint from her husband. They both wrinkle their noses as she opens it and dips her pickle into the pint. She goes to take a bite. Dean knocks it out her hand.
"HELL NO THAT'S SOME NASTY SHIT! SINCE WHEN DO YOU EAT LIKE THAT SIS?!"
Her bottom lip quivers. Dean swallows back on this.
"Aw, Bells I…" He sighs shaking his head.
"Look you can have one of each ok. But you don't need all this. It'll only go to waste!"
She ignores him and carries it all to the truck. Cass looks into the convenient store. He rubs his tummy in thought. Whilst Dean is dealing with his sister. Cass comes out with two bags full of hamburgers. With a grin about his face he too enters the truck. Dean scratches his head on this. He watches in full disbelief as his sister and brother in law stuff their faces. Within 10 minutes Bella's on her second pickle and pint.
"Oh COME ON!"
He pushes them over.
"Where we going Dean?" Cass asks as he bites into his burger.
"To find my dead girlfriend! And to get you both… exorcised or something! What the hell has come over you both?!"
Dean gags a bit as Bella grabs Cass's burger. She dips it into her ice cream and hands it back over. He shrugs and bites into it. He grins towards her.
"That's good."
"Yep." She says dipping her pickle into the ice cream. She reaches over and gives him a bite.
"Hmm." He nods and returns to his burger.
"WHAT THE FUCK! Sick!" Dean felt like he was about to hurl.
Only it gets much, much, worse for Dean. He finally finds his Impala. Parked outside a bridal shop. He pulls over and parks next to it. Jo comes out of the store a huge pile of wedding dresses in her hold. Dean watches in utter shock as she opens his trunk. She throws the dresses in. That wasn't the only thing he took notice of. There were already dresses inside. He growls out and hops out of the truck.
He rushes over and grabs her arm.
"What is this?!"
"Wedding dresses."
"I can see that, but WHY?!"
She looks to the ground.
"I really want them Dean."
Huh?! WHY?! You don't need a… oh shit! Dean looks back to the truck. Then back to his girlfriend. The horseman was close.
"Motherfucker…" Dean growls under his breath.
She continues to stuff the trunk full of dresses. Dean slants his head back over.
"Babe?"
"Yes?"
"Where are our weapons cupcake?"
"I had to pawn them silly."
His teeth grind together.
"YOU WHAT?!"
"Um yeah I had to pay for these dresses."
She smiles and reaches over pecking him on the cheek. She holds up one of the dresses against her.
"You like?"
He grabs her again.
"Where the hell are my things Jo?!"
"I had to make room for my dresses."
This manic laughter escapes his mouth.
"WHERE DID YOU PAWN MY STUFF!" He never dreamed he'd want to smack the shit out of Jo.
She points and starts to cry.
"Get in the car."
She looks back to the store then to Dean.
"NOW!"
"Dean?"
"What?!"
"Can I have one more dress?"
His eyes widen.
"Jo…"
"Yes?"
"Get your ass in this car or I'm leaving you here."
"But I didn't get a strapless yet."
He peeks over.
"Follow us out." He hollers back to Cass and Bella they nod, but continue to stuff their faces.
"You're kidding right? This is BULLSHIT!"
He storms over. He opens the door to the truck. Dean drags his sister out first. He shoves her into the back of the Impala. She continues to carry her bag of goodies. Dean drags Cass out by the ear and plants him next to Bella.
"We'll come back for the damn truck."
Dean takes in a deep breath.
"I can't believe I have to play babysitter to this nonsense."
Jo turns back watching Cass and Bella.
"That's so gross."
Dean nods, but was too pissed to talk to anyone at the moment. He drives up to the pawn shop. He looks to the three of them. He points to each of them furiously. He grabs his keys and makes his way inside. Sure enough the man was already getting his weapons ready to display.
"Nice gun…" Dean says with a smirk.
"Sure is…"
"Sure looks familiar."
Dean sighs.
"In fact all of these look awfully familiar. Like that berretta over there. Pretty sure that looks like my father's old gun. But then it couldn't be… Because it'd have the initials J.W engraved on it."
The employee curiously looks to the gun. Sure enough…
"Well son of a bitch whattaya know."
"Hey bro I bought them fair and square."
"They weren't anyone else's to sell. There are only two people in this entire world that are allowed to deal with those weapons. That's me and my sister. I can assure you. The woman that came in here was not my sister! You just bought stolen merchandise buddy. MINE!"
"Hey a deal's a deal. Sorry about your loss man. Better luck next time."
Dean nods. He takes out his gun and cocks the chamber.
"I want my hawked shit back now!" Dean pulls out his fake badge.
"I'm on official police business and haven't the time for this. Now unless you want me to get my men out here with a warrant to search the entire place inside out. I suggest you give my shit back and promptly."
The man raises his hands in the air. Dean reaches over and grabs his black gym back. He starts to load all his things back inside. Once he's done he makes his way back out. He pops open his trunk. He starts to throw out all the wedding dresses .
Jo takes notice of this and rushes out of the car.
"NO!" She shrieks.
Dean's eyes widen and he jumps.
"HUH!?"
"My dresses! How could you!" Big ole tears begin to stream along her face.
She drops to her knees as though caring for a wounded animal. He sighs.
"Jesus Jo!"
She wipes her eyes sucking back a breath.
"You hate them don't you?! You hate all the dresses I picked out." She cries harder.
"I just wanted to surprise you!"
WHAT?! Surprise me? He shakes his head in full disbelief. He thinks in full on panic mode. Wait… He turns back to the wedding dresses then to her.
"Jo? What is this exactly?"
She sniffles back.
"I just wanted you to ask me!" Dean's jaw drops.
WHAT! HOLY MOTHER OF FREAKING GOD! EH WHAT?! A slight twinge comes about him. He begins to blink one eye as if he has a tick.
"We gotta go… so yeah let's go." He walks her back to the passenger side of the Impala.
He helps her in and shuts the door. Dean shuts his eyes for a moment.
"Where the hell is this asshole?!"
Cass opens the door to the Impala. Burger in hand he crosses the street. Dean watches curiously as Cass enters the restaurant. Dean irritatingly sighs. He gets back into the Impala and slams his fist on the stirring wheel.
"Great just fucking great! I guess he just had to go get more burgers!"
Dean pinches the bridge of his nose. A couple minutes later Cass taps on his window. Dean narrows his eyes. Cass hands him something. Dean looks upon his hand to see a ring. It had a black onyx stone to it. With spiraled engravings all into the silver.
"Is this?"
Cass nods.
"How'd?"
"We should hurry." Cass says making his way into the car.
Dean's eyes widen as a group of guys are rushing out of the restaurant. They're looking their direction.
"CASS?!"
"I'll explain later."
He says hopping in the car. Cass wrinkles his nose upon his wife. She looks to be ill as she looks upon the pickle and ice cream in her hand.
"I think I'm going to be sick."
"Oh no you don't…" Dean says and slams down on the gas.
Bella's eyes widen as her husband throws a finger out of the window. She immediately grabs one of her empty buckets of ice cream and pukes.
"JESUS BELLS!"
"Cass baby?"
He looks to her rolling the window back up.
"Did you just cut off Famine's ring finger?"
He nods with that matter of fact look.
She covers her mouth in shock.
"Won't we get in like very big trouble for this?"
"Perhaps."
"Why would you do that Cass?"
"Dean needed the ring." Cass says with a shrug.
"He wouldn't give it to me so I had to take it. He's not in good health. But then again Famine never was very strong. He relies on the help of demons too much. He didn't expect me or my blade."
The three of them look to Cass as if he's lost his mind.
"It will be hard for him to find us now."
"Um yeah let's hope so!"
Bella wrinkles her nose again.
"Dammit Bells now it smells rancid in here!"
Bella turns back to her husband.
"So you just went in there… demanded the ring. He didn't give it so you chopped off his finger and left."
She was still taken back by this. Cass nods.
"Was there another way?'
"The other three could take some convincing." Cass says with indication.
Bella however, leans back her skin turning a nice snowy white color.
"Ugh, my stomach hurts."
Meanwhile, Jo grew extremely quiet and hid her face. Dean took notice of this. He just wasn't sure what to say or do. All he knew was they needed to get out of Utah and fast.
"Man… Bells you were going at that ice cream and pickles, like you were knocked up." Dean says finally laughing about the situation.
Of course Cass hadn't a clue what that meant. However… Bella grew paler…