Chapter 5
By the time the boys crashed in yet another cheap motel that night they were both exhausted. Dean's inquiries into the Roger guy had finally revealed his name to be Roger Bentworth of Greensboro North Carolina. He and his fiancée were traveling to Boone the day after next for a wedding shower in their honor. Sarah Jenkins was a defense attorney, and Roger Bentworth a wine distributor. The additional information gave the boys some leeway on how rushed they were which allowed then to stop for the night rather then driving on through. They would arrive in Boone in a few hours in the morning and hopefully vanquish the creature before Roger and his fiancée ever got into Boone's city limits.
"Nice job getting Laura Jenkins to give you her sister's itinerary over the phone." Sam said to a worn out Dean who was just lying on the bed closest to the door waiting for his clothes to magically remove themselves, so he could just go to sleep without moving.
"Yeah what can I say I am the Master of the Con." Dean snarked "Paul Newman and Robert Redford better stand back. I'm not only the sting but the bee as well."
"Ah what humility. It inspires us all." Sam hollered from the bathroom as he quickly finished up his evening routine so he could get straight in bed. "Bathrooms free, and please feel the need to take a shower at some point, cause you're getting a little toxic there big bro."
"Yeah yeah, I'll take one in the morning right now I'm pretty sure I would fall asleep in the shower. Hey what do you say when we finish this job we take some down time. Visions withstanding I think we both could use a break before we both crack." Dean wearily inquired.
"Well we could always go ice-skating in hell, since it just froze over." Sam joked "I mean Dean Winchester admitting to needing a break what's next reign of toad, locust? The end is coming smoke'm while you got tem people…" Sam was interrupted from finishing his teasing as Dean's pillow had just hit him in the face. After tossing it back to his brother who growled at him Sam finally gave Dean a serious answer. "Yes man all kidding aside a break sounds wonderful. Lately I haven't been able to tell up from down. A break sounds great."
"Okay good then once we finish with the creature from under the bridge we'll hang out meet a few chicks and chill for a couple of days get our bearings back and figure out what to do next."
"Okay go to sleep man I'm going to stay up a bit and finish researching this thing. I think I've got a farley good idea as to what it is, but I want to make sure I'm right." Sam said from the other bed.
"Alright don't stay up to late we've got an early morning tomorrow bitch."
"Rise and shine at 8, jerk."
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The next morning the boys were on the road again by 9:30 making good time towards Boone and their next hunt.
"Okay" Dean said to Sam as they hit the highway "What did you find out last night about this thing. What is it and how do we kill it?"
"Well the bridge gave me the biggest clue." Sam said, "I just kept thinking troll. However it didn't look anything like what I would associate with a troll. Now granted up until now the only thing I've known about trolls I got from the Lord of the Rings."
"I'm with you, not to mention we've never run across one before, and neither has dad since there's nothing in this journal." Dean replied "Great movies by the way, excellent special effects."
"Yeah I know Jess loved them, saw the first one 7 times in the movie theater. Couldn't wait for each one to come out. She bought each special edition DVD." Replied Sam the pain of missing Jess still evident in his voice, yet finally being tempered with the love those memories brought back as well.
"I'm sorry Sam I didn't mean…"
"No Dean man seriously there's no way you could have know, and anyway Jess was to special not to talk about. It hurts, I think it always will, but we had a lot of good times, and I want to remember those." Sam's eyes were clear when he replied obviously telling Dean the truth.
"When we take that break maybe you can tell me about her." Dean said. Then as per usual when things got too emotional reverted back to form. "Now skip the rest of the Lifetime moment and finish what you were saying about this troll. I mean do we have a mutant troll here, is Xavier, Jean and Scott going to show up in the blackbird and help us kick this things ass? Or is this what and actual troll looks like and Tolken got it wrong?"
Sam silently laughed at his brother's diversionary tactics. Oh well thought Sam maybe during our break I'll handcuff him to the bed and make him talk about his feelings. Or better yet tell him what really happened between me and dad in Chicago. This mental image made Sam laugh out loud at the thought of what his brother's retribution would be for a stunt like that, and wisely decided against that course of action.
Meanwhile Dean was wondering what Sam thought was so funny. He's been acting so weird lately, ever since Chicago. He looks exhausted we'll recoup after this hunt. Hopefully he's right about getting some control on his gifts, the boy needs to get some sleep.
"Okay college boy what's so funny. Thinking dirty thought's about Jean Grey, cause I don't blame you at all that Fameka Jameson is truly hot." Dean joked "And hey you and her would have all kinds of things in common with your similar powers. Maybe I should call you Jean from now on what do you think?"
"Don't you fucking dare Dean. I mean it Sammy is bad enough so unless you want me to have a Carrie moment I would suggest you keep the nicknames to yourself." Sam growled from the passenger seat.
"Whatever bitch take a joke why don't you?"
"Moving along to the point of this conversation that we have veered away from. So troll yes, apparently everyone is misinformed on this point. I found some interesting references on the web. Apparently they are very rare, and like bears hibernate for extended periods of time. There hibernation period tends to last for 50 years, which is why you don't hear of them often. They come out gorge themselves on 10-15 people, and then burrow underground for another 50 years."
"Talk about your overeating. That's a lot of people, how has it been explained away in the past?" Dean asked.
"Well the troll doesn't tend to leave much behind, maybe a bone or two, and this being the mountains people just tend to think bear and move on. I was able to go back a hundred years on the computer, but the older records are on microfilm at the local library, so that should be our first stop. Here's the thing it's very difficult to kill a troll. They're fast they have a thick skin, and they're not affected by holy objects. Crosses and holy water won't do anything but get you eaten." Sam broke the bad news to his brother.
"Damn so we're going for shotguns and knives, the potential up close kill."
"Not exactly remember the thick skin. The knives and axes would bounce off. The shotgun pellets might penetrate the upper layer, but probably wouldn't do serious damage and would most likely only piss it off." Sam said
"Well shit, so how do we kill this thing? I mean what do we need a rocket launcher some grenades, dynamite?"
"Whoa there Buffy calm down the stories are correct about one thing. A troll is fatally allergic to sun light."
The car swerved as Dean punched his little brother in the arm and said. "Kiss my ass Willow so how do we get it to come out into the sun or get the sun to it?"
"That's what we need to work out. Cause right now I have no idea, and we're in Boone so we better work fast." Sam said rubbing his arm as the Impala sped by the Welcome to Boone North Carolina sign. "First stop library and we'll go from there.
"Let's get to work" Dean said
And both boys began to prepare themselves mentally for the fight ahead.
My longest chapter. I can't believe how excited I am by this story. Please please please review. Let me know what you think. This is my first story, and I need some positive feedback to keep going. Thanks
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