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Series One, Episode Two, Chapter Two
You And I Know*
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In the autopsy room Dean and Sam found a short a short, round man taking off bloody gloves.
"Agents Still and Henley, FBI," Dean said as he and his brother flashed their fake badges to the Medical Examiner.
The ME's face lit up. "Oh hi! I'm Dr. Fred Yates. How may I be of service to the the Federal Bureau of Investigations?"
"We are looking into the deaths of three pregnant women who had their unborn children cut out of them and some of their organs taken." Sam stated in his FBI voice.
"I remember those cases," the ME said thoughtfully. "Three pregnant woman all strangled, their unborn children carved out of them by some monster who took a few of their organs too." Dr. Yates shook his head. "Those poor women and their families! But, what makes this an FBI case?" He leaned in a little closer. "Is the killer selling the babies and organs or something?"
Yeah, sure. Let's pretend it's that. "We're probably not supposed to tell you this, but there has been some ... organ-related activity on the black market lately."
Sam glanced at Dean, What the fuck? He looked back at the doctor, "So we were wondering, which organs did the killer take?"
"Whoever did this took the liver, the heart and one lung from each victim. I found it strange, the killer taking only one lung."
"You're not the only on, pal." Dean said.
Sam quickly asked, "It there anything else you can tell us, doctor?"
Dr. Yates looked thoughtful for a moment before he replied, "Nothing really, other than the incisions were made by a someone who know what they were doing. And the Crime Scene Unit found a couple pieces of straw at the scene."
Sam nodded to the doctor, "Thank you Dr. Yates."
"Hope I helped, and I hope you to catch the sick bastard. Let me know if you need anything else."
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Once they were back in the car, Sam told Dean that he was 100% sure they were hunting an Al.
"Think we should call Ca-Gabriel now. Ask him if he knows how to kill it?"
Even though Dean would rather talk to Gabriel than Cas at the moment, he still did not want to deal with the Trickster unless he absolutely had to. That, and a small part of him was afraid of what the Messenger of God would do to him for the way he talked to the Archangel's baby brother.
"We should interview the witnesses first. See if we can get a description of this thing; make sure it's really an Al."
"Dean, it's an Al. Nothing else takes that combination of organs and unborn children from pregnant women. I think we should call Gabriel."
Fucking Angels. "How about I drop you off at the motel so you can call Gabriel while I go interview the husbands and neighbors?"
Frustrated, Sam ran a hand through his hair. Yeah, Dean, sure, because it's okay and possible to completely avoid angels for the rest of your life. "Okay, fine. Drop me off at the motel, I'll call Gabriel. You can go interview the husbands and neighbors."
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Sam shut the motel room door. He leaned back against it and closed his eyes. "Gabriel? It's Sam. I was wondering of you could help me out on a case?"
"Sam!" plus an enthusiastic hug was how the Archangel greeted the gigantic Winchester. The force of Gabriel's hug caused Sam to let out an 'umph'. "What'cha need kiddo?"
"Well, I'm pretty sure that we're hunting an Al. You know, the Armenian thing that cuts-"
Gabriel held up a hand, "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know what an Al is Sam, I have been around awhile. What do you need to know?"
"Well, knowing how to kill it would be helpful. I couldn't find that online and I've never seen an entry on Als in any of Bobby's books or in dad's journal. Do you know how to kill it?"
"A, I'm hurt that you would even think think that there was something that I didn't know - other than the whole situation with the Leviathans. And two, shouldn't you be asking for Cassy's help with this kind of thing?"
"Dean still doesn't want to talk to Cas, so he asked me to call you. I don't really feel like calling Cas and then lying about it to Dean. So, this time, I did what Dean wanted."
Gabriel shrugged, "Fair 'nough." The Archangel disappeared then reappeared holding out a box of bullets towards Sam. "These'll kill the bitch."
Sam read the label. "Lead bullets?"
Gabriel looked annoyed, "Yes, lead bullets. Used to be that you had to stab the hag, or Mr. Hag, with lead knives. Now, thanks to those nifty little things called guns, all you have to do is shoot it - once to the head, once to the heart - then salt and burn the body."
The Winchester took the box. "Uh, thanks."
"You're welcome." Gabriel took a step closer to Sam, tilted his head down, and narrowed his eyes. "Everything ok? How's Dean doing? Any inkling that he wants to see Cassy?"
Thinking about their brothers only made Sam frustrated again. "No. It's fucking annoying. I really can't take this bullshit much longer. I'm going to try to get Dean talking one more time. After that, it'll be your turn to think of something." Gabriel gave him his famous Trickster smile. "Crap. You've already got some sort of crazy plan don't you?"
"Oh Sammy, you know me so well."
"How about we use whatever psychotic thing you've come up with as plan B. I-"
Gabriel huffed. "Don't you at least want to hear my plan first?" He held up his hand as if he was swearing on a Bible. "I promise it's not that psychotic."
Sam rolled his eyes. "Fine. What's your plan?"
Gabriel told Sam his plan.
Sam's face went blank. "Plan E. That's going to be plan E."
Gabriel looked hurt. "Not plan B, C, or D?"
"Yeah, no, definitely not."
"'Kay." With a flutter of wings, one of Heaven's fiercest weapons was off.
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*You And I Know is a song by Ra Ra Riot.
Fyi, Stephen Stills and Don Henley are both singers. I know Stephen Stills as the singer of Love The One You're With, and Don Henley from the some Boys of Summer.
A/N: And no, I'm not working up to any Sabriel business. Sorry Sabriel shippers.