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"How do we know we can even trust this angel?" the eldest Italian in the room asked. All eyes turned to him in confusion. "You know what else I've seen able to disappear and reappear at whim and hold incredible powers? Demons!" Lovino shouted, slamming his hands down on the table. Everyone else stared up at him in shock and surprise. Feliciano pouted at him, upset by his outburst.
"Look, calm down!" Dean said, standing to look down at the shorter boy. "Cas can be trusted. He's been on our side for a long time now." He glared until the Italian sat down. Dean settled back into the chair, also.
Lovino huffed a little but calmed down when he looked over at his brother. "Why don't we just do something now? We could go and burn up all the bodies in the cemetery to keep them from coming after us."
"He has a point." Dean said. "It could at least take out a large number of the ghosts we're fighting. It could give us the upper hand while we try to find out what is causing this."
"What is causing this?" Sam asked. "And what do we do to stop it? What could cause everyone in a town this small to come back as ghosts? Is it unfinished business? I really don't see that being the reason."
The room fell silent at Sam's questions. No one had answers for anything. Deep down they all knew he was right. This was no normal haunting. Feliciano started fidgeting with buttons on his shirt, slightly upset by the situation. Lovino scowled at the ground. Sam sighed and started digging around in his bag for his computer. A moment passed, then everyone looked at him to find the source of the typing noises. He paused and glanced around at the other three boys. "I just thought I should start researching to try and figure out what we're dealing with."
Lovino made a face. He hated the researching process. More than he hated that stupid smug look on his brothers face. Feliciano was now smiling at him, triumphantly. "See, I told you research was important." the younger Vargas brother said. Lovino wanted to smack him.
"Yeah, well, while you do that, I'm going to the cemetery to take care of some of these ghosts." Dean said standing up. "You two want to tag along with me?"
Feliciano quickly shook his head. "We really shouldn't jump into this when we know almost nothing about it. Let's wait a few days. Someone could get hurt." He looked over to his brother.
"I agree with him, Dean." Sam added. "This could really be anything. You really shouldn't go anywhere unprepared."
"I know how to fight a ghost, Sammy." the oldest said with a grimace. "Besides, we've dealt with worse."
"I'm going with you." Lovino said standing also. "I do agree with these two, to an extent. You stay here and do your little research project and we'll take out as many spooks as we can." He looked down at his brother for a moment. "Don't look at me like that way, Feli. We walked all over that place earlier and nothing happened. I'll be fine."
"Alright, Lovi." the younger Italian said, still looking slightly worried.
Lovino popped him on top of the head. "That is not my name!" Then, he composed himself with a bit of effort and stiffly walked to the door.
Dean exchanged a look with his brother, then followed the bad tempered Italian out into the night. It was still late and no one else in the small town would be up for several hours. Lovino looked up at the moon as he and Dean walked towards their cars.
"You know, you should be a little nicer to your brother." Dean said, stepping up to the driver's side of the Impala. "In this business, you never really know how long you'll have him." He slipped into the car and cranked up the engine.
Pausing for a moment, Lovino slid into the passenger seat beside the older man. "Look, I'm going with you so I don't have to sit around while my brother searches the internet for God knows how long. I don't want any advice from a bastard like you."
Dean pulled out of the parking lot, trying not to get mad. "I'm just saying, you two are really young and one of you could easily get hurt. You need to be careful what your last words to your brother are. Do you really want 'That's not my name' to be the last thing he ever heard from you."
"Why don't you stay in your own business and get out of mine!" the hot head shouted. "You don't know anything about me! There's a reason I don't like him calling me that."
"Well, you could tell him that…"
"Shut up damn it! You don't know anything!"
The two fell into silence, Lovino crossing his arms and looking out the window. Dean clenched the steering wheel and bit his tongue to keep from lashing out at the younger boy. Soon the cemetery came into view and Dean parked the car near the wall so they could easily climb over without being spotted.
Before he could throw himself from the car, Dean grabbed Lovino's shoulder. "Hey, we're going to have to work together tonight. Now, you can hate me all you want, but I need to know you'll have my back out there tonight."
"I always look out for fellow hunters." Lovino said shaking his hand off. "And I trust you'll do the same for me."
Dean nodded. He didn't know why but there was something about the short little temperamental boy that made him want to trust him. So they got out of the car together, and gathered up everything they would need. As they threw the supplies up and over the wall and boosted themselves over, and uneasy feeling filled the air. The two exchanged a look and started walking to the first grave.
"We should start with the more recent ones right? Like the ones that died in the last year or so…" Lovino said, glancing over at Dean.
He nodded. "Yeah, I'll take Miss Rosa here, and you go to that one over there." Dean pointed to the grave a few feet away. Lovino nodded and, for once, did as he was told.
Dean dug his shovel into the earth and threw the clod of dirt over his shoulder. He glanced over and saw Lovino had done the same thing. He returned his focus to the earth in front of him. After a few moments, he had made substantial progress on the hole. Then he heard something from his right. He looked over and saw that his Italian companion had disappeared.
Starting to panic, Dean tried to grab for his bag where he had shoved the rifles, gasoline, matches, and salt. His heart beat increased slightly when he found that the bag was nowhere to be found. He looked around, eyes desperately searching for any sign of Lovino or his bag with their weapons in it. Finding none, he started running toward the wall. Maybe if he could get out of there, he could bring back Sam and Feliciano to look for the other.
Just as he grabbed onto the bricks, an unknown force knocked him from his feet. He barely caught himself on his elbows. Quickly standing and turning, he found himself faced with a horrifying sight. Spirits started popping up all across the graveyard. They all started slowly floating towards him. He pressed himself up against the wall, desperately trying to think up a plan of escape.
He heard a shout and saw Lovino drag himself up off the ground several feet away from where he was standing. Even from this distance, he could see the entire right side of the younger boy's face was covered in dark, red blood.
"What happened!?" he yelled. Lovino just shook his head and pointed. Confused, Dean turned to find himself face to face with a young man's ghost. Taking a few steps back, he heard another shout. He looked over his shoulder and saw Lovino being surrounded by several ghosts, also.
"Where's the bag?!" he called out to the Italian.
"What bag?!"
"With all the supplies in it!"
"I thought you had it!"
Dean sighed. For once, he should have just listened to his younger brother. He was knocked to the ground by the spirit's powers. He groped along the ground for anything that could possibly be used as a weapon. Finding nothing, he squeezed his eyes shut and sent a prayer up to Castiel.
Cas, look man. I know I messed up big this time. Just please get down here and save out asses. I can't leave Sammy just yet and Lovino has his own little bro to take care of. Come on, man. We need you! Please! Cas! Castiel!?
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