Chapter 95

"I'm only going to ask you once, you son of a bitch! Where the hell are my kids?" The man in the cell swallowed hard. The man before him was so angry. He couldn't blame him, really, if tables were turned he probably would feel the same way. They were his kids, after all.

"John, hold on," said Jack.

"Don't tell me to hold on Jack. Not this time."

"I'm just saying," he said as he walked up to the cell. He looked at the man inside. "I think I would answer him if I were you. You don't know how he feels about his kids. We won't be able to stop him if he decides to beat the shit out of you."

"We wouldn't even try," said Bryan.

"In fact," said Tony, "We would probably help." Brad glared. "I would answer him if you know what's good for you." The man looked around at everyone in the room and knew that they would take turns beating the hell out of him until they found out what they wanted to know.

"Can I have a drink of water?"

John glared. Brad nodded and got him a bottle out of the fridge that was down there. He handed it to the man who drank half of it in one gulp.

"Thanks." Brad nodded again.

"Now, talk!" said John. The man nodded. "I don't know where they're at." He winced at the look on everyone's face, especially on the father's. He raised his hand. "I mean, I don't know what it's called. They're not here anymore."

"Well we can see that," said Bryan. "Where are they?"

"No, I mean they're not in this time and place anymore."

"What?" John looked at his friends, shocked. Brad nodded. "I know I felt them on the other plane when I was fighting Nemesis. I felt them get there, but I could 't' be sure." John rubbed his forehead.

"How do we get them back," he asked the man in the cell.

"I don't know," the man replied.

"HOW!" yelled John, causing the man to jump. "I don't know!"

"You son of a …..!"

"He's right," said Brad, cutting John off. "There is no way humanly possible to get there." He looked at Jack, who agreed. "It has to be with magic."

"Well what are you two waiting on? Go get them." John frowned and Jack laughed. John's frown deepened and his eyes went cold. Jack shut up and raised his hand. Brad stepped up between the two. "It's not that simple John."

"Why not?" John took a deep breath to calm down.

"We don't know where they're at. I'm sure Nemesis is leading them straight to him, but we don't where he's at. I'm afraid that we can't do anything until Sam and Dean let us know where they're at."

"Well how the hell are they going to do that," yelled John.

"Jack," Brad looked at his brother.

"NO. Not again."

"But,"

"Jack's right," said John. "You're not going to astral project. We've lost them again, we're not going to loose anybody else." Brad nodded and knew that that was the hardest thing that John had ever had to do and he could see that it was killing John.

"I'm not going to let them stay there."

"You're not going after them," said Tony and Bryan agreed. He turned to Jack. "What can we do to help Sam and Dean find us?" Jack shook his head. "I don't know."

"Jack!" yelled John causing Jack to wince.

"I never got that far into the warlock stuff John. Have you forgotten that I wanted to get away from it? Why the hell would I study it?"

John opened his mouth to say something but Brad stopped him. "I have an idea."

"What," they all asked in unison. Brad grabbed the book that he had come down there for and told them all to come with him. "Bring the idiot!" John grinned. He unlocked the cell door and pulled the man out. He cuffed his hands behind him and shoved him to the basement steps. They all went up into the living room. John shoved the man down onto the couch and told him not to move or else. The man complied. He wasn't about to get his ass kicked for anybody not even Nemesis. It may mean his death but he'd deal with that when he got there.

"Jack go get our tools. Somebody go with him. John is right. Nobody goes anywhere alone. Tony nodded. "I'll go," he said and he and Jack ran up the stairs.

"What do you have in mind," said John. Brad shook his head. Wait until they get back. I'm only going to have time to say this once." He looked at John, "Just pray that Sam and Dean are able to hold on until we find them." John nodded and waited.