Insert "A Space Odyssey" theme here. (Seriously. Its awesome. Try it.) It's here. It has arrived. Drum-roll please… CHAPTER THREE! YAY!

A/N: I'll apologize right off the bat for it taking like a year to do this. So there. I said it. I shan't bore you with the details of why, other than I became slightly unmotivated, and forgot where I was taking this. Now you know Thank you for your patience. Enjoy and REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW. Or I'll find you…

Special thanks: DamonFan1300, blackrabbitkani, mywarisalreadywon. You guys are awesome. Thank you for your support and reviews.

So the simplified version, for all you idgits, we're going to the Bermuda Triangle, there are monsters that need killing. Thanks to Trevor here, we found what looks like some kind of monster hot spot in the Bermuda Triangle. Doc?" Bobby stepped back to reveal, a rather petite and pale looking man.

Trevor cleared his throat and adjusted his glasses, never quite seeming to make eye contact. "Well, I was researching into the effects of the increased levels of methane in the Triangle to see how it affected a tagged pod of dolphins. Now interestingly enough, the dolphins appeared unaffected with their feeding habits, until I detected a pattern…"

"About the monsters you idgit," Bobby snapped.

"Um, right. Well the pattern I was talking about suggested that the migration of sea life actually pulls away from a specific geographical location that happens to be the exact center of the Triangle. So I ran some thermal scans and I got some crazy readings. The readings showed heat and movement, but no life... I thought it was a mistake, but methane doesn't get up and walk. So I ran it again, and again." Trevor paused to clean his glasses on his shirt. "There is SIGNIFICANT 'supernatural' activity down there." Everyone shifted uncomfortably.

"More than anything we have ever seen." Bobby's tone became flat and serious. He looked at each person intently as he spoke. "Now boys, what we're looking at is big. With the research I've done and the doc's discovery, we could wipe out a major chunk of enemy territory and wipe quite a few evil sonsuvbitches right off the face of the earth."

"Shit." Sam sat on the bed across from his brother with his mouth wide open.

"Yeah. You missed some pretty cool stuff while you were gone Sammy-boy."

"I guess. I mean that's like the hunt of a lifetime. So tell me more! I have to know!" Sam scooted to the very edge of the bed.

"Ok. Ok. Jeez Samantha. All in due time."

Dean smiled at the shift in mood. In that moment, the hunt didn't seem so big anymore. Bobby always had a way of making things seem like less of a problem and like everything would be ok. In fact, everyone seemed slightly more relaxed at that. He looked to his left, surprised to see that even his father had a ghost of a smile on his lips.

"Yeah! Let's go kick some ass," Trevor shouted, throwing his small fist up in the air.

Everyone stopped and stared. The only audible sound was the water lapping up the sides of the boat. Trevor slowly put his arm back down and then quickly looked down at the deck.

"Well…" Pastor Jim broke the silence, "Maybe everyone but you, Trevor."

And just like that, everything was perfect again. There were no more awkward silences or tension. They were a team and a damn good one.

Everyone was dying of laughter even his father and Trevor. Once everyone caught their breaths, John spoke first.

"I'm sold. Let's get under way."

Did it suck? Was it adequate? Was it awesome? I know it's kinda short, but this is key. Tell me! Now I promise that I will actually try to continue this without taking a whole year to write chapter 4. Please review and let me know if it's worth continuing.

Have a wonderful day ducks.