Chapter Five, "5. Samuel Colt's Got Nothing on Tony Stark"
Masquerading as a man with a reason,
My charade is the event of the season,
And if I claim to be a wise man,
Well, it surely means that I don't know.
"Carry on My Wayward Son," Kansas
"Winchester."
"Hey, Dad. Thanks again for talking to everyone at the Road House. We've been getting orders in non-stop."
"No problem, Dean. Now what are you calling about? I know it wasn't just to thank me, and I'm a bit busy at the moment."
"Have you seen what Ash has done with the demon-tracking on the maps?"
"Yeah, it'd be hard not to. No yellow-eyes though – unless, have you seen something, Dean?"
"No, Dad – nothing on him. But did you notice the negative space?"
"Negative what? You've been spending too much time around Tony – Shit!"
"What's wrong?"
"This ghost just opened a window and blew away the salt line. Take that you bastard –"
"You're seriously on the phone right now? Are you fucking insane? I'm hanging up. Call me when you're done."
[Dean hangs up to sounds of screeching and John cursing]
*SaltIron*SaltIron*SaltIron*
"Dean."
"Hey son, just burnt the bones. Now tell me what all this is about? Neglected space?"
"Negative space, Dad. Have you noticed the blank spaces where there is no demon activity whatsoever? Check out Wyoming."
[Some grumbles as John works on the tablet, pause]
"Motherfuck. It's in the shape of a devil's trap."
"What's a devil's trap?" (1)
"It can trap Demons. Bobby's been talking about them for a while. He even put an entry about them in encyclopedia. Haven't you been reading up on it? Or you been too busy bumping uglies with loverboy?"
"Ew, never say 'bumping uglies' again. It's gross and awkward. So, I need to tell Tony this information. And get off the phone with you. Call you back soon."
[Dean hangs up to the sound of John's laughter]
*SaltIron*SaltIron*SaltIron*
"Winchester."
"Hey, Dad."
"Well that was quick. Only half hour."
"Yeah well, Tony and I work well together – and we can be professional –"
"I know, boy, don't get your panties in a bunch. I just like to tease you's all."
"OK, well, we looked at the satellite images – the devil's trap's made of iron railway lines with a church at every point. I guess Samuel Colt knew what he was doing."
"Did you just say Samuel Colt?"
"Yeah, why? Does that matter?"
"Eh – no. No, son. Just surprising's all. He was the one who was responsible for Colts. Love them guns."
"Yeah, I know. He also was the one responsible for the railways. Anyway, so this has given Tony an idea –"
"That boy is always full of ideas."
"True. But this one is a beauty: we can recreate the Devil's Trap but on a much larger scale."
"Larger than this? This is pretty fucking large, son."
"Yeah, but instead with railway lines, we use underground iron piping."
"Wouldn't that rust, though?"
"That's what we need to test. It's not clear if there is a coating on the iron – like zinc – if that will ruin the effectiveness of the trap."
"Tell my son-in-law to send some zinc coated iron to Bobby, and he'll weld it and have Pastor Jim and I test it. How's that sound?"
"Sounds great, Dad. Thanks."
"Don't thank me just yet. It could be a disaster and fail completely. Yet..."
"What?"
"This could be the real deal, Dean. A way of protecting all our land from all that evil. You got yourself there a real good man, Dean."
"I know, Dad. I think that every day."
[Both Dean and John hang up, smiling]
(1) Supposedly, the Winchester brothers didn't know of Devil's Traps until the 22 episode of season 1. Yet, later flashbacks show the boys with Devil's Traps before season one. I'm just going to go with the original idea they were unaware.
AN: Hello, lovelies! Only one more chappie to go in this fic, but the series will continue. Many of you have asked where exactly this series is going. If you shuffle over to my AO3, you'll see the outline of this series. I have 13 parts planned out.
Also, I have a new poll up! It's on what HP-centric fic you want to see in the future (not that it would be written any time soon, since I got enough WIPs, but I need to know which plotbunnies I need to feed).
