Alternative Darkness
I have no idea what's going to happen this chapter, so the finished article is going to be a surprise to me as well.
I'm going to go ahead and add the request from last chapter for sure though.
Anyway here it is.
Chapter 3 - "Seriously?"
"It's been 5 days, c'mon guys. Seriously? I think if I was gonna turn on you I'd have done it by now, don't you?"
Sam sighs for the 6th time since he came down to the dungeon with dinner for himself and Dean.
"Just eat your greasy food Dean."
'Sure, that's easy for him to say, he doesn't have an angel of the lord hand feeding him while his hands are tied behind his back.' Is what Dean is thinking as he gives his bother the evil eye (not to be confused with demon eye).
Castiel, looking uncomfortable trying to wipe the grease from Dean's burger and fries off his hands after throwing the last fry into his mouth.
"Sam, I have to agree with Dean. Feeding him like this is a very degrading act, one which he has shown no violence towards. I think we can, at least untie him."
Sam shakes his head.
"Come on man."
"We won't let him leave the bunker."
Dean and Castiel speak at the same time. While Dean is using some powerful puppy dog eyes on his little brother, even throwing in a lip quiver for good luck.
A tiny chuckle escapes Sam before he can stop it.
"Ok fine, but seriously dean, you can leave the bunker 'til I say, and if you pull any demon crap, the cuffs are going back on. Got it?"
As the cuffs are removed and dean is allowed to finally stand, Castiel watches as he puffs up like a peacock, all stretched out as he tries to ease his aching muscles. In a way he is going to miss the intimacy of having to feed Dean every day. But he knows that Dean does not feel the same way.
"It will be nice to not have this grease on my hands all the time, that food cannot be healthy if it is so difficult to wash off your skin, your insides are surely slippery."
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4 days, 15 hours and 23, 24, 25 seconds later.
"Seriously?"
"Yes dean, I do not understand why you find it so difficult to believe."
"Well, I mean, you got lucky man... seriously? Your serious, she let you put it in..."
Sam crashes through the front doors and interrupts what was turning out to be quite a surprising conversation.
"There's something serious wrong in a small town in Florida, called (made up name)... Meander Springs."
While out picking up breakfast this morning, Sam had picked up a local newspaper to read while waiting for his order. And on page 38 was a small section on an out of state women who had witnessed her boyfriend being brutally beaten and decapitated by one man. The interview made her out to be a loon, be Sam knew a hinky situation when he saw one, and this was one of them.
"Hang on a second Sammy, how do you know this is a job, and not just a strung out addict?"
"Because I checked it out online while I was waiting for coffee. There's been 12 other murders and the cops are stumped. I'm telling you, I seriously have a feeling about this one. Look."
Castiel took the paper from Sam and read the article.
"It does sound suspicious Dean. Do you think you're ready to travel to this Meander Springs in Florida?"
"Born ready Cas."
"I don't think that is correct Dean, as an infant an you would have been very poorly suited to investigating supernatural murder victims."
Both brothers laugh at Castiels literal take on Deans statement.
"Sure Cas, either way its gonna be a 3 or 4 day drive at best, so we got time to prep him before we start."
Dean grumble something resembling 'being treated like a baby' before getting to his feet and huffing.
"Seriously, am I still on probation or what!"
Once they were packed and ready to leave, Dean rushed in front of Sam, hands clapped together like a prayer.
"Please, please, please let me drive my baby. I've been absolutely fine for weeks right and... I wanna drive my car man."
"Sure dean do what you want."
Sam doesn't want a whinny dean back seat driving the whole way so just best to let him drive.
Dean grabs Sams head and pulls him down to slobber on his face for fun.
"Thanks Sammy."
Dean doesn't remember being this excited since, ever. He grabs up Sams bag and throws it over his shoulder with his own belongings and rushes out to his car and some much needed fresh air. He takes a deep breath before putting the bags in the trunk.
"Sam what have you done to the trunk, it won't open?"
But before Sam has time to reply that he fixed the trunk release on the dash so now the driver needs to unlock the trunk from up front Dean put all his strength into ripping the lid open.
CREEEEEEEEKKGGGRIIIIINNNNDD CCCRRAAAACCCKKKKSSSMMMMASSSSHHHH...THUD
"what the... Seriously?"
Dean is standing behind the impala holding the trunk lid in one hand with his mouth hanging open in shock. The back of the car where the hinges were attached is all bent out of shape and the broken back windscreen scattered all over the place.
"Wo."
"No kidding, you ripped the through the trunk man."
'This cannot be good. I think we should call Cas back down here'.
"Oh my god, my poor Baby, daddies sorry, he didn't know his own strength."
Dean knew this wasn't a laughing matter, that this was a demon 'thing', but he was desperate to get back to work.
Sam just stood there looking at the mess in front of him. Dean didn't do it on purpose, he knew that, but sometimes he forgot his big brother was a demon, and this was a BIG wake up call.
"I don't know if you should go man, you could hurt someone accidentally."
'Oh no, oh no, oh no'... "please Sammy, I won't touch anyone, I swear, and now I know about it, it'll be fine. Cas can watch out for me, he's a lean, mean, demon killing machine. Please Sam, we'll call him back and he can travel in the car with us."
"Dean..."
"Look, I'm calling him right now... Cas, you there, change of plan man, we need you to ride with us."
Sam looked down to the ground and heaved a heavy sigh
"What is the change of plan that you spok... Oh, what happened to the car? The back part seems to be quite badly damaged."
"I fixed the trunk last week and added some more locks to stop anyone breaking into it. But as you can see, it is obviously still accessible."
Dean put the lid back down on the car and huffed. He went back into the bunker while they talked about him, to get the broom to clean up the glass. The last thing they needed was a puncture as well. He swept up the glass and disposed of it properly before looking to his... family.
"So what now?"
"Well for a start, you can do something with the trunk so it stays closed while we're driving. And then you can take the first shift at the wheel."
"And you will obviously need to practice some of your new skills. But we have agreed to stop several times on the way and I will try to inform you of what extra abilities you may..." Cas signalling to the car "... or may not have."
Dean shrugs 'could be worse.'
"sounds fair to me, now let's go."
Ok so I figure the next chapter will be the car ride and the super skills practice. Then the one after that can be the beginning of the Meander Springs investigation...
Anyone want to suggest some abilities for Dean, he's a knight remember so I might make him a bit special and have some fun.
I've actually had some reviews for this fic, I'm so excited... sqqueeee. Thanks reviewers x