-1What Goes Around Comes Around
Chapter 4
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or the characters wish I did
Thank you TraSan for the long wait in between chapters.
This all takes place before the season 2 finales
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Slowly dawning horror came over Dean's face as he digested this information. "No way, No Way in Hell," he exclaimed shaking his head as he looked at Sam who had a huge smile on his face.
"Did I forget to tell you that the case was in Hawaii? You said you didn't want the sorority case," Sam said grinning from ear to ear.
"NO!" Dean shouted looking like he was going to faint.
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"I changed my mind, we are taking the sorority case," Dean said in a panicky voice his eyes straying to everyone.
"You said that case would be boring and to hand it off to someone else. Are you going back on your word? If you want to take it fine, I'll take the other one." Sam questioned Dean, knowing full well, Dean wouldn't go back on his word and also, he wouldn't let his baby brother take a hunt without him. He had Dean in a corner and he knew it.
"But why do we need to fly there? Can't we take longer and drive?" Dean pleaded with the deer in the headlight look.
"Dean, don't you remember your geography lessons in school? Hawaii is surrounded by water. The only way to go is by either boat or plane, and going by boat would take longer. With Jerry's help, we won't have any problems getting over there and it would be expense free." Sam explained to Dean, trying to keep the amusement from his face and voice.
Dean grabbed blindly for the glass of water in front of him and took a huge sip. "Sam, I'm putting my feet down on this one. We ARE NOT taking this haunt and we ARE NOT flying!" Dean said forcibly.
"Dean, just hear us out," Sam said. "We have it all planned out on how to get there. It won't hurt you to listen."
"Okay, tell me how you have it all mapped out to get there." Dean acquiesced reaching for the beer that Ellen silently handed him. "But my answer will still be no."
Everyone took a huge sigh of relief and sat down. "That's were Jerry comes in handy. He has a badge for me under Airline Security and has me on a flight to Hawaii as a transfer employee. Airfare will be free."
"That's fine for you Sammy," Dean butted in, "but were do I come into the picture?"
"Well, I can tell you that it will be painless for you," Sam began with a slight smile. "Ash will be able to explain it better than I can."
"Uh huh," Dean said. "Ash?" he questioned.
"Well, I have this cousin and with his help we can get you over there without any problems with the Feds. They wouldn't be able to recognize you once we get done." Ash began with a questioning look at Sam.
"Just tell him" Ellen said from the other side of the bar. "He'll take it a lot better if you don't pussy foot around the subject."
"Fine," Sam said, "here it is. Ash's cousin Larry owns a mortuary and can loan us a coffin for the use. Ellen knows a doctor that can give you a shot that will knock you out for the period of time it will take us to fly, including the layover that we have at SeaTac. Once we get there, a friend of Ash's cousin will come and claim the body, ooops I mean you. We figure by the time we get you to the mortuary in Hawaii you will slowly be coming out of the drugged sleep. Once you have your bearings we can start on the hunt." Sam finished on a rush.
"Okaaaay, that gets me over there, how are you getting me back?" Dean asked in a calm voice.
"Well, we would do the same thing to get you back." Sam said hesitantly, looking closely at Dean.
"Right, so in other words you will be doing a B.A Baracus on me." Dean drawled. "No way, NO, NO, NO. My feet are going to be glued here to Tearra Firma. Plus I'm not leaving my car," he finished setting his finished beer down on the bar.
"Dean, come on now, listen to me. You won't even feel a thing. You will be in la la land. Just think about it," Sam said. "If you're that scared you don't have to go. Ellen can give me a name of a hunter that would be willing to come along and help me." He finished looking at Ellen for confirmation.
"Sure Sam. I know of a couple of hunters that would help you." Ellen said in response to Sam's question. "I can give them a call and they can be here most likely by tomorrow."
"Thanks," Sam said to Ellen. "That would be great."
"No Sam, Ellen, don't make that call." Dean said in a steely voice. "Sam is not going to have someone that I don't know helping him because he isn't going and that's that. Ellen, can I get another beer?" He said looking at Ellen in desperation.
"Sure thing," Ellen said as she reached into fridge for another longneck to hand to Dean.
"Sam won't have to look for a partner for this hunt." Cassie spoke up. She had been quietly sitting in the back listening to the verbal and facial expressions going on between the brothers.
"Finally someone who is listening to me," Dean said as he took a long sip of his beer.
"Sam, if you don't mind, I could help you with this. It's been a while since I took a vacation from work. And I do have some airline miles accumulating that I can use to get over there. Also, I might be able to help you with the research that you still have to do once you are there. I might even stay a couple of extra days and relax on the beach in my bikini." Cassie said in an earnest voice, noticing out of the corner of her eyes the way Dean had jerked up in his seat. She didn't know if it was the thought of her going with Sam or the thought of her in a bikini.
"Cassie, if you are sure, I would love to have your help on this. I could stay over a couple of days and fly back with you. It would be nice to take a few days and laze around the beach." Sam said with a straight face as Dean got off of the bar stool and stalked towards Cassie.
"YOU WILL NOT BE GOING ON THIS HUNT, SAM WILL NOT BE GOING ON THIS HUNT, I WILL NOT BE GOING ON THIS HUNT!" Dean said through clenched teeth.
"Dean, I'm a grown woman, I can and will make my own plans and decisions. Sam is a grown man and he can make his own decisions without you. Be reasonable," Cassie said as she got up out of her chair and walked towards Dean and looked in his eyes, daring him to break eye contact first.
"Ash, Ellen," Dean said after a minute.
"Yeah," came their reply.
"Contact your cousin and friend, tell them to be here by tomorrow morning. Jerry, when is the earliest flight we can leave, the one with the shortest flight plan?" Dean asked in his take control voice as he turned around to look at Jerry, missing the look of triumph that passed from Sam to Cassie.
"There is a flight leaving tomorrow night with a 45 minute layover in SeaTac and getting into Hawaii early the following morning," Jerry replied to Dean. "Ash has made the new I.D for Sam under the assumed name. It has already passed the Homeland Security scrutiny. All we have to do is change his hair and eye color and he will be all set. You will be in a locked casket with all the paper work completed so no one will have to open it up. We will have an oxygen tank in the casket with you. Some one from the local mortuary is scheduled to pick up the casket once the airplane has landed and you will be taken directly there. They will unlock the casket for you to get out. Sam and Cassie will meet you there after they pick up the rental car that is reserved under Sam's new I.D." Jerry finished his explanation and took a sip from the bottle of beer that Ellen was passed to him.
"What happens if the drug does wear off and I wake up in the middle of the flight?" Dean asked. No one could tell that Dean was keeping his emotions in check except for Sam. He could tell that Dean was just on the verge of a major freak out by the way he had a white knuckle grip on the bottle. Sam was shocked that the bottle hadn't cracked yet under the immense pressure.
"If by some chance you do wake up in the middle of the flight, you will have plenty of air with the canister of oxygen that Jerry mentioned. Unfortunately, there is no way we can leave you with another dose of the medicine. We'll put in a couple of bottles of water in case you get thirsty. And, before we close the lid, we will place a pair of headphones on your head and have them hooked up to the IPOD that Ash was able to get. I'll be even nice and download Metallica's best songs for you and have them playing in a loop. I know how much you like to listen and hum to Metallica when you are flying," Sam said with a knowing smirk.
Dean carefully set aside the bottle (empty by now and wishing it had been a full bottle of whisky to drown the paralyzing fear that has him gripped by the throat) and stood up. "What time do I need to be in the coffin and locked up tomorrow?" He asked, taking a deep centering breath.
"Since the flight leaves at 10:20 p.m., you need to be in the coffin no later than 7:30 so you can get checked in by airport personnel and stored on the plane. We need to be at Ash's cousin's mortuary by 3 tomorrow to get you all settled, so that means we have to leave here by 11 tomorrow morning. Ash's cousin will then take you to the airport via the hearse with all the documentation," Sam replied with a relieved sigh.
"Okay, fine everyone will meet here tomorrow at 10:30. Now, if you will excuse me, I am going to take off, I have some things to take care of . Sam, I'll see you later in the room. Cassie, it was great to see you again, and I'll get in touch with you when we get back," Dean said as he headed to the door.
"Well, that went better than I expected," Ellen said as Dean went out the door. She came around the bar and started picking up the empty bottles and glasses.
"Are you kidding me? He is probably outside puking his guts out at this moment and then most likely on his way to purchase something stronger than beer. I'll probably find him passed out on his bed when I get back to the room later this evening." Sam said with a small smile thinking of what tomorrow holds.
"Well, I have news for Dean, I'm not missing out on this. He can just suffer with my presence," Cassie remarked as she got up. "I'll see you guys tomorrow morning." She said as she headed out the door.
"Well, Ellen what's the dinner special today? I really don't want to go back to the motel room until later. Anyone up for a game of pool?" Sam asked as he looked at the clock and figured he had a few hours before he could go back to the room safely with Dean passed out (hopefully). He didn't know if he would be able to keep it together tonight if Dean was sober and his usual pigheaded self.
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"Before someone says anything I need a cup of coffee," Dean mumbled as he and Sam walked through the doors.
"Mornin' Dean, Sam," Ellen said as she poured them coffee. "Dean, what's up with the sunglasses? Have a headache?"
"I'm fine," was Dean's cryptic response as he took a healthy swallow of coffee.
"Sam, Dean ready to hit the road?" Ash asked loudly as he turned the corner and entered the main portion of the bar, loaded down with a bag filled with who knows what.
"Dude, tone down the decibels." Dean groaned.
"Sorry, headache?" Ash asked as he got closer to the bar.
"No, more like hangover," Sam said with a laugh. "Got back to the room last night, and he was passed out on the bed holding an empty bottle of Jack Daniels. So it looks like we are waiting for Cassie and Jerry to get here and then we should be taking off."
"I told you Sam, Cassie is not coming with us. I'm putting my foot down." Dean said in his sternest voice possible.
"Well, it doesn't look like you can put that much weight down on your foot, in fact, it looks like a strong wind could knock you down about now. Morning Sam, Ash, Ellen." Cassie said as she walked up behind Dean with Jerry following closely behind.
"Look Cassie, it could get dangerous, I don't want you anywhere near this." Dean said trying to look sincere and failing.
"Dean, you and Sam take care of the nasty stuff, and all I will be doing is laying on the beach soaking up some sun." Cassie said as she took the cup of coffee that Ellen handed her.
"Look, we could stay here and argue on who is going and not going all day long, but we have a long drive to make and the day is not getting any younger." Ellen said as she bent down and grabbed her bag and headed around the bar.
"She's right, we need to get going. Cassie you want to ride with Dean and me? It looks like I'll be driving." Sam said as he got up and started heading towards the door.
"Sure," Cassie replied as she followed Sam, with the rest of the group closely behind and Dean slowly following last.
"We'll meet at the mortuary. Beware of the fuzz on the interstate before entering town," Ash warned as he and Jerry got into Ellen's vehicle.
"See you in a few hours," Sam said as he opened the Impala's driver door. "Dean, you need help?" He asked as he looked over the roof of the car and noticed Dean just staring at the door handle.
"I got it," came the sarcastic reply. He opened the door and slid onto the seat. He popped open the glove box, grabbed a cassette and inserted it into the car stereo. When Sam started the car, the sound of KISS could be heard and felt. "Wake me up when we get there." Dean told Sam as he slouched down in the seat and leaned his head back.
Sam looked in the rear view mirror and shared a smile with Cassie as he put the car in gear and headed out.
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"Tell me again how this is going to work?" Dean asked as he stared at the open casket.
They were all gathered around the casket at Ash's cousin's mortuary. Dean had been staring at it for sometime now.
"Come on Dean, we went over this already. Just get into the casket and we can get started." Sam said getting exasperated.
"Isn't there some other way to get over there, like a boat? Yeah, we can charter a boat to take us over there that would work." Dean said getting really desperate. He had it worked out in his head the night before that he could do this. But, having the casket in front of him was another matter. He just couldn't make himself move to get into it. He was afraid that if he got in there he would never be coming out.
"Dean, we don't have that much time. If you get in the casket, I can give you the shot and you will be asleep in a matter of seconds," Dr. Tag said at the head of the casket.
"Okay, just give me a minute will you?" Dean said as he clenched and unclenched his fists in frustration.
"Dean, you don't have to do this. I'm sorry I asked you to do this when I know how much you are afraid of flying. Cassie and I'll go over and be back before you know it," Sam said with a touch of guilt in his tone.
"Give me the damn stool," Dean said as he waited for someone to place the stool in front of him. His face was ashen and glistening with sweat. He didn't know who put the stool in front of him, most likely Ash's cousin. He placed one hand on the edge of the casket and was about to place of foot on the first step when he stopped and turned around. "I think I need to use the john before I get in," he said as he made a hasty retreat to the restrooms.
"He looks like he was about to pass out from fear there for a moment." Jerry said as they waited for Dean's return.
"This time I think he will do it. It might have taken him 8 trips to the restroom since we got here, but I think this will be it," Sam said.
"Well, he better get in soon, or we are going to run out of time here." Ash's cousin Larry said. You could tell that they were related since they had the same mullet hairstyle from the 80's.
Dean came out of the restroom, looking like death warmed over, which was appropriate since he was going to be locked in a casket for several hours.
"Let's get this done," Dean said as he marched over to the steps in front of the casket, climbed up and lay down in the casket. After he got comfortable, or as close to comfort as he could, he looked at Sam. "Don't do any exploring or research until you pick me up at the mortuary in Hawaii," he said as he sent an almost pleading look at his brother. He started feeling light headed and it seemed like the sweat was running down is face in rivers. He waited till Cassie placed the headphones on his ears and turned his head towards Sam, before he asked,"Sam, if something happens to me, take care of my girl."
"Dean, I can take care of myself, I don't need anyone looking out for me," Cassie protested.
"I meant my car," came Dean's reply. He then looked at Dr. Tag, "Can you hurry up and put me out of my misery?" he asked.
Dr. Tag, reached into his medical bag and withdrew a syringe filled with a dose of undefined medicine. "There will just be a little pinch and then you should feel your eyes close and the next thing you will see is Sam and Cassie in Hawaii," he said as he reached for Dean's arm.
Sam, looking at Dean's face getting paler and paler asked Dean a question, "Dean, just to make sure that you are still your usual sharp self, do you know what the date is?"
"Sam, we don't have time for this," Dean said with a glare towards his brother.
"Dude, just answer the question," came Sam's reply.
"It's Sunday, are you satisfied now?" Dean asked growing impatient. He just wanted the doctor to give him the medicine, so he could go into la la land.
"I don't mean the day of the week, I want to know if you know the day and month it is today," Sam said.
"It's March something or another. I haven't paid to much attention to the date. Can we PLEASE let the doctor give me the shot and hopefully put me out of my misery?" Dean asked his brother giving him a glare. "And why are you backing up?"
"Can someone please inform my brother what the date is?" Sam asked the group, slowly inching his way to the door.
"According to the calendar hanging over the sink over by the far wall, it is Sunday…" Ash began.
"We already established that it's Sunday," Dean interrupted as he watched everyone inch back.
"Sunday, April 1st" Ash finished as everyone bolted to the door.
"April fools!" Sam shouted as he opened the door and everyone ran out.
"SAM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GET BACK HERE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Dean yelled after his brother.
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TBC
One more chapter after this.