Sean put the book on the table and closed his eyes wearily. Anger was making it harder for him to concentrate; the Winchesters had decided to go pick up some human instead of looking for the spear. Sean sighed and opened his eyes. Truthfully he could understand why they left. There was no real news on the spear or the leprechaun, so what else was there to do?

Sean had cooled down enough to continue his research. None of the books or files had any sort of location spell for the spear, but a few had descriptions. Granted, Sean knew exactly what the spear was capable of doing. Still he was impressed by these 'Men of Letters.' They never would have had access to the actual weapon, so all of their knowledge had to have come from painstaking research. Most of their information was correct, which surprised Sean the most.

The leprechaun had protections from being summoned, so none of the summoning spells that he found would work. That would make this whole debacle far too easy to solve. Sean was beginning to wonder if someone on the Tribunal was working with the leprechaun. It was the only thing that made sense to Sean, and it would explain how the leprechaun was able to steal the objects so easily. However, Sean knew he couldn't tell the Winchesters his suspicions. They were already wary of him, so Sean would keep his traitorous thoughts to himself.

Sean stretched and stood up. Putting the book away, he quietly searched the library. He'd thought that Syd would be in here by now, but she was nowhere to be found. The library was empty, and in fact the entire bunker had an eerie silence. He walked through the bunker, wondering where she was. A thought occurred to him that he could easily sneak out and share his theory with Oberon.

As he walked back through the corridor, he noticed that one of the doors was ajar, and he peeked inside. Syd was in the room, asleep on the couch. Her head was resting on a man's arm, the angel he had met previously. Sean felt an odd pain in his chest as he saw Syd resting there, but when Castiel turned his head towards Sean, Sean only felt anger. The angel put his finger to his lips to signal Sean to keep his voice down. That only infuriated Sean further.

"What are you doing?" Sean whispered.

Castiel gave Sean a confused look before he replied in a low tone, "We were watching a movie, but Syd fell asleep. She looks like she had a hard time sleeping last night, so I'm just waiting for her to wake up."

The angel's expression softened as he glanced at Syd's sleeping face. Sean didn't like that at all, but he had also noticed that Syd had been acting odd today. Something had clearly happened last night. Maybe it was time to offer taking her to Avalon, but he didn't know how Syd would react.

"Um, so you're an angel. Do you think that if Syd went to Avalon Lucifer wouldn't be able to attack her like this?" Sean whispered hesitantly.

"It might work, but I doubt that Lucifer would just give up at this point. He can be extremely… stubborn, and he might even find a way to get to Avalon. It's probably safer to keep her here, but we can ask her when she wakes up."

"No. Just forget I said anything. She wouldn't agree anyway," Sean muttered and walked out of the room.

Shutting himself in the room that Syd had set up for him, he leaned against the door. His mother, the Leanansidhe, had warned him to be careful, but he hadn't though that he was in this deep yet. Brushing his hair back with his hands, he tried to calm himself down. He hadn't even known her for very long yet, but, for his kind, love was swift and often unforgiving. His head was leaning on the door, and he focused on his breathing. He still wanted to pull Syd away from that angel, even though Sean doubted that the angel had any bad intentions. Castiel had seemed more confused than anything.

Sean laughed a little. Never would he have imagined himself falling for a girl like Syd, much less any human, but he supposed that he got that from his mother. Remembering the night when Syd had stayed in here with him made him more at ease. The touch of her hand had felt soothing; it was at that moment that he realized that he actually liked her. Even so, he hadn't realized the depth of it.

Sean walked over to the bed and collapsed onto it. He'd actually been a little disappointed that the wound had healed so quickly. As soon as Syd had realized that Sean was okay, she'd been hanging out with Dean. Maybe he should have pretended to be injured a little longer, but that wasn't fair to Syd. And it was actually really petty.

"Damn, I've got it pretty bad," Sean mumbled to himself.

Sean sat on the bed, thinking about what he needed to be done first. Dealing with Lugh's spear was still high on his list of priorities, but he was starting to think that maybe he should devote at least part of his time to Syd. No, she would probably get upset if everyone started panicking over her. If Sean could find the leprechaun, then he could find the spear, or at least they could keep him from using the spear. Sean sighed and rubbed his temples. There was a lot of work he needed to do.