AN: Here's a quick update for everyone! Enjoy!
Dean's sitting in a chair with a book, but he's not reading it; he's staring up into space, deep in thought. Sam sits across from him at the desk, looking through a book himself. Gracilynn's lying on the couch, looking through her own book.
"Well, you know what, at least you tried," Sam suddenly says, looking up at Dean, pulling him from his thoughts. Dean had told them about his visit from Cas the night before.
"Yeah, fat lot of good it did. Why did he even come, right?" Dean counters. Sam shrugs and sighs, not having an answer. Dean slams his book shut. "Well, Samuel's journals are pointless. I mean, I'm sorry, but uh, Jebediah Campbell has squat to tell me about how to stop Cas from cracking Purgatory."
Bobby walks in holding a large envelope.
"Well actually, it's not about the journals we have, it's about the one we don't," Bobby offers. Gracilynn closes her own book and sits up on the couch.
"Meaning what?" Sam asks, turning his attention to Bobby.
"Well, that's the bad news. Our pal Cas didn't stop in last night just to mend fences," Bobby says.
"That doesn't surprise me," Gracilynn says.
"What did he do?" Dean asks.
"Stole something," Bobby answers.
"What?" Dean asks in turn.
"The journal of one Moishe Campbell," Bobby replies.
"Moishe?" Sam and Gracilynn asks, each raising an eyebrow.
"Of the New York Campbells," Bobby says as if this explains it.
"Well, uh, so we gotta get it back, right?" Sam asks. Bobby holds up the envelope in his hand and hands it to Sam.
"Or just read the copy I'd already made. Hi, glad to meet you. Bobby Singer. Paranoid bastard," Bobby says. Gracilynn grins.
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Bobby's sitting in a chair reading through some pages from the envelope. Dean walks in carrying two mugs. Sam's sitting at the desk looking through another book and Gracilynn sprawled out on the couch once again, looking at another book herself. A train whistle is heard outside.
"I think I zeroed in on something," Bobby announces, getting everyone's attention.
"What do you got?" Dean asks. Bobby hands him the page and Dean takes it from him. He walks towards Sam as he reads from it.
"Went to talk to Howard Phillips about the events of March 10th," Dean reads. Dean hands Sam one of the mugs and sits on the desk.
"That's March 10th, 1937," Bobby puts in.
"Alright. So who's this Phillips guy?" Dean asks.
"Phillips ain't his last name. It's Lovecraft," Bobby explains.
"Wait, H.P. Lovecraft?" Sam says, clearly intrigued. Bobby nods with a smile, looking just as excited.
"The H.P. Lovecraft?" Gracilynn asks, putting her book down. Bobby nods again.
"Let me see that," Sam says and Dean hands him the paper. Gracilynn walks over and peers over her uncle's shoulder.
"Am I supposed to know who that is?" Dean asks, taking a sip of his coffee. Bobby looks surprised that Dean doesn't know.
"Horror writer. At the Mountains Of Madness, The Call of Cthulu?" he says.
"Yeah, it's…no, I'm…I was too busy having sex with women," Dean replies. Bobby rolls his eyes.
"Obviously," Gracilynn says, gesturing to herself and earning a smirk from Sam and Bobby.
"Well, anyhow. There's one notion that comes up over and over again in his stories. Namely opening doors to other dimensions and letting scary crap through," Bobby continues.
"You don't say," Dean says, the wheels already turning.
"Wait, so you're saying you think Lovecraft knew something about Purgatory?" Sam asks, his own wheels turning as well.
"All I know is Moishe paid him a visit," Bobby answers. Dean takes the copied journal and takes a seat on the couch, reading through it. Gracilynn takes a seat next to him, grabbing the book she was looking through beforehand.
A short time later, Dean's phone begins to ring from its place on the table next to the couch. Dean swats Gracilynn and points towards the phone without looking up from the papers or saying a word. Gracilynn reaches over and grabs it, looking at the caller ID before handing it to her father. She stops and stares at it. Dean looks up when she doesn't hand it to him right away and sees her expression.
"What?" he asks. Gracilynn looks over at her dad.
"It's Ben," she replies. Dean doesn't say anything, just grabs the phone from her and answers it.
"Ben?" he asks. Gracilynn hears Ben's frantic voice come over the phone.
"There's men in the house," Ben says.
"What?" Dean asks, setting the pages down and sitting forward. Gracilynn feels a pit in her stomach beginning to form.
"They killed Matt. They got Mom. They're coming, I hear them," Ben replies.
"What are they?" Dean asks, anger and fear setting in. Sam and Bobby stop what they are doing and turn their attention to Dean, hearing the tone in his voice change.
"I…I don't know," Ben answers.
"Did you see their eyes?" Dean asks, trying to get some sort of information out of Ben. Gracilynn looks over at her uncle, fear in her eyes.
"No," Ben answers.
"Teeth?" Dean asks.
"No," Ben answers again.
"This is important Ben, I need to know," Dean says, trying to hide the fear in his voice.
"Dean, I don't know," Ben says, frustrated he can't give Dean any information.
"Okay, where are you now?" Dean asks, changing tactics.
"In my room," Ben replies.
"Can you get to your mom's closet? I left a shotgun in there," Dean asks.
"No. Dean, what do I do?" Ben asks desperately, scared.
"Okay, Ben, listen to me. Go to your window and jump," Dean says firmly.
"What?!" Ben practically yells.
"Any bones you break won't compare to what they're gonna do to you, Ben. You've got to jump," Dean says.
"Okay, I'm going," Ben says.
"I'm coming right now," Dean says, getting ready to stand up. He stops when he hears a crash. "I'm coming to get you and your mom, I promise. You with me, Ben? Ben?"
"Dad?" Gracilynn asks, not liking this conversation one bit. Dean ignores her. Ben wasn't answering him.
"Ben?" Dean asks again. When there is no answer still, Dean looks at his phone to make sure he is still connected. He is.
"Hello, Dean," a familiar English voice says over the phone. Dean quickly puts his phone back to his ear. "Fancy a chat?"
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"God, how long's it been, Dean? Since my so-called demise, yes?" Crowley says into the phone. Dean stands up from the couch.
"Crowley, let 'em go now, or I swear..." Dean says vehemently, walking towards Sam who has stood up.
"Right, right. You'll rip me a cornucopia of orifices. Let's get to the bit where I tell you how this goes. Your chocolate's been in my peanut butter for far too long," Crowley finishes for him.
"I am going to kill you," Dean threatens.
"Oh Dean, ever the wit. I've got your uh, oh what are they? Ex lady friend and not-kid, and I'm keeping them until I'm satisfied that you've backed the hell off!" Crowley replies.
"I'm telling you, last chance to let 'em go easy," Dean threatens again.
"You're adorable when you get all threatening. Don't worry, I won't hurt them. Provided you and Jolly Green stand down. Got it? Splendid. Kisses," Crowley replies, hanging up the phone. And Gracilynn stands up and walks over to where they are all standing.
"What's the story?" Bobby asks from his spot in the chair.
"He said Lisa and Ben keep breathing as long as we sit on our thumbs," Dean answers. Sam sighs.
"You think Cas knows about this?" Sam asks.
"We gotta assume he does," Dean replies.
"So what are we gonna do?" Sam asks.
"I'll tell you what we're not gonna do: sit here. I'm going after 'em," Dean says, making his way towards the door.
"I'm coming with," Sam says.
"Me too," Gracilynn adds.
"No, Sam. Gracie, no. You two and Bobby stay on the Lovecraft thing, okay? Cas is already way ahead of us," Dean says.
"You gotta be nuts if you think we're gonna let you do this alone. Bobby can take care of the case," Sam argues, Gracilynn backing him up. Bobby stands up.
"No, guys," Bobby says, disagreeing.
"Bobby, this is a big ball, okay? We can't drop it now," Dean points out.
"Fine," Bobby says, reluctantly giving in. "But how are you three gonna find Lisa and Ben?"
AN: Please review!
AN2: So, I have good news and bad news for everyone. And some more good news Good news is I've written multiple chapters ahead so updates should be faster. Bad news is this story is coming to a close. I've got this hunt and the finale to do and then that's it More good news is this means I'll be starting on Season 7!