A/N: Ok… This is the chapter I like a lot… 3 new characters and over 2000 words. Doubling the length of my story! =D
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ONWARD!
The Man Who Knew Too Much
Chapter 3: Fallen Idols
Dean, Sam, and Bobby looked around at the dark crossroads they stood in. The settings looked familiar…but the boys couldn't place why they'd seen it before.
"Providence, Rhode Island." Anna said, walking up to the boys. "2028."
Dean sighed, "So what's our first step?"
"First, we have to find a computer," Sam said.
A thought occurred to him that he hadn't thought of before. They had no money, no car, and no idea what to do now. Suddenly, a small box appeared at Dean's feet. He looked at Sam, shrugged and picked the box up. He opened it to find plastic cards and shiny gold badges and a set of car keys. He looked around and saw his Impala sitting under a tree.
They all needed sleep before they did anything, so Dean drove to the nearest motel to get rooms for the group.
Bright and early that morning, Sam, Dean, Bobby, and Anna headed out to the town's library for an exciting day of hunting in the world of computers. Anna walked around the library, looking at the books that lined the shelves as the boys worked. It took them a surprisingly short amount of time to figure out how to find the information they were looking for.
"I found it!" Sam said, getting the attention of Dean and Bobby. "17 years ago, a falling star hit a field in Montana where this then grew, overnight." He pointed to the picture of a giant Autumn Blaze Maple grown in the middle of the empty field. "Then, at the same time, another falling star hit some place called Birdseye, Indiana exactly 9 months before one of only 2 babies was born in that year. A baby boy named Castiel."
"Let's go then." Dean said, standing up. He looked around for Anna and found her with her nose buried in a book back in the corner, sitting in one of the big chairs by the window. Dean tapped her shoulder lightly and said, "We found him."
She smiled and asked, "Where's his grace?" she sat the book down beside her.
"A field in Montana." He looked down at the book on the chair; he picked it up and looked back up at Anna, only to find empty air in front of him. He sighed and tossed the book back on the chair.
He walked back to Sam, and Bobby outside, he climbed in the car and started the long drive to Birdseye, Indiana.
The boys sat in the only restaurant in town, Sam typed a few words on the laptop they had bought earlier. He looked at the article he found after typing Cas' name in the browser. and said, "He's a runaway."
"What?" Dean asked with his mouth full of fried food.
Sam handed Dean the laptop and said, "He ran away from home less than a year ago."
Bobby sat silently, listening to the boys talking. "So, we have to find him and we have no idea where he is?" Dean said, sitting down the bacon cheeseburger and looking at his brother.
"Right," Sam took the laptop back and read more of the article. He sighed and said, "His parents are still here." He said the address and looked up at Dean and Bobby. "We have to talk to them. Maybe they know where he went." They quickly finished their food and left.
Dean drove up to the address Sam had given him before going to do more research on the laptop they'd bought earlier with Bobby in the passenger seat.
The small farmhouse before them was Cas' house. Its shutters were faded white and the light blue walls were peeling in the bright sun. Weeds grew up the sides and the whole place looked abandoned.
Dean looked at the house for a moment before walking up the narrow driveway to the door. He knocked and waited for a small woman with grey streaked hair who opened the main door and stared at him through the screen. "Can I help you?" she asked, half hiding behind the door.
He held up the FBI badge and said, "I'm Agent Tyler. That's Agent Perry. We're here to talk to you about your son."
She hesitated before she slowly opened the door and let them inside. The inside was worse than the outside… Peeling wall paper covered half the wall and a crack on the ceiling had a dark stain covering part of the wall in the hall leading up to the living room.
A large fat man leaned back in a recliner with a can of beer in one hand and the remote for the TV in the other hand. He looked up at the boys when they entered the room with a scowl, "Who are these people you let in my house, Margret?" He asked with a gruff voice.
"They're with the FBI, Bill. They want to talk to us about Castiel," She said to her husband. They looked at each other for a moment before Margret gestured for the boys to sit down.
"Would you like anything?" Margret asked, folding her hands in front of her.
"No thank you ma'am. Do you have any idea where Castiel would go?" Bobby asked her, looking between Margret and Bill. Margret sat down on chair beside her husband.
"If we knew that he'd back here, wouldn't he?" Bill said, angrily.
"We just need any information you may have, sir." Dean said, trying to control his temper.
"We have no idea, Agent. He just left with no warning and hasn't contacted us at all." Margret said, shooting a worried glance at her husband.
"Would you mind if we take a look at his room?" Dean asked, looking at Margret.
"Fine." Bill said, "Take them to his room, Margret."
She jumped up and led them to a room down the hall. It looked more like a closet than a room, but that's not what got Dean's attention. "It's empty." He said, stepping into his room.
"That's how Cas kept it. Bare." Margret said, leaning against the doorway. Dean's phone rang suddenly. "Hello?" Dean said, raising the phone to his ear.
"Dean." Sam said, speaking quietly. "I finally managed to find the medical records… the only thing is… it doesn't look good… when he was 14 he was hospitalized with a broken arm."
"Really?" Dean asked, walking out of the room while Bobby opened drawers and snooped through the room.
"Yes, his parents said it was from falling out of a tree but I don't think it was because long before that there was more trips to the ER with broken bones, bad bruises, once for dehydration, but no psychotic breaks. Which was confusing… Because Anna had her first psychotic break when she was 2 and the same should have happened to Cas… then I noticed that when Cas was three his parents took him to the church to have an exorcism."
"An exorcism?" Dean said, looking at Margret in the doorway. She looked at the floor.
"Yes."
"Ok… Thanks Sam." He turned to her and said, "Why did you have your son get an exorcism?" He asked Margret. She stared at the floor and didn't say anything. "Did you think the voices were the Devil?" He was getting more and more angry with every word.
"H-how did you know about the voices?" She asked quietly, still staring at the floor.
"And what? When that didn't work you tried beating the devil out of him?"
"No… That's-"
Dean interrupted whatever she was going to say, "But he got sick of it and just left. Isn't that what happened?"
Bobby walked over to him and said, "Dean, calm down."
Without saying anything Dean walked out of the house and leaned against the car.
"Is it true what they're saying? Are you looking for Cas?" A young girl who looked about 16 asked him. Her crystal blue eyes were hidden behind bright, silver blond hair swinging in the breeze. She held a book against her chest with both hands and looked at him with hope.
"Yes. Do you know him?" Dean asked looking down at her.
"In a town this small everyone knows everyone…" She said, pushing her hair out of her eyes. "He's my best friend."
"What's your name?"
"Crystal."
"Well, Crystal. Do you know where Cas went?" Dean asked her.
She hesitated. "I-I can't tell you. I promised him I wouldn't tell anyone." She took a small step back. "If I tell you you'll bring him back here!"
She turned to leave but Dean said, "Wait! I promise I won't bring him back here." She turned back to him slowly. "Just tell me what you know."
She looked at him for a moment before she said, "Ok… About a year ago, that brute in there broke Cas' arm," she gestured angrily to the old house, "he was in the hospital and I told him he wouldn't stop till he killed Cas… My parents basically own everything in town and they wouldn't notice if a little money went missing so I gave Cas some money and told him to go… to run… and go to New York."
"He's in New York?" Dean asked.
Crystal nodded and said, "He calls me every week from a phone in a bar somewhere… I have the number on my cell for emergencies…"
"Do you mind giving me the number?" Dean asked her.
She slowly pulled out her cell phone and looked at him for a moment. "Do you swear not to bring Cas back here? Those people who call themselves his parents once locked Cas in a trunk when he was 5 because he had a nightmare!" She said pointing towards the house.
"I swear I will never bring him back here." Dean said, looking at her.
"Ok…" she pushed a button on the phone and handed it to him. Dean pushed the send button and held the phone to his ear. A few rings later someone answered. "Emily's Bar and Grill… This is Emily! What's cookin?" A girl said happily.
"Hello, this is Agent Tyler with the FBI. May I speak to Castiel?" Dean said into the phone.
She hesitated for a moment. "What do you want with him?" she asked cautiously.
"I just need to speak to him, is he there?" He said with his best professional voice.
She hesitated again before she said, "He's not going to be here till later… He's in school right now."
"That's alright. My partner and I will be in New York soon. What's the address?" He quickly wrote the address on a piece of paper he had in his pocket. "Thank you." He hung up the phone and handed it back to Crystal.
"I was supposed to move to New York with him when I graduate…" she said mostly to herself.
"Were you his girlfriend?" Dean asked, with a smile on his face.
"No… we were just friends…" She said sadly, like she was hoping they would be something more. "Make sure he's ok. He's so damn cryptic about everything over the phone."
"I will," Dean said. "Thank you for all your help Crystal."
She smiled and said, "You're welcome." The door opened in the house and Crystal took off like a bullet across the street and disappeared in the trees. Bobby walked out of the house with a shoebox in his hands. He reached Dean and said, "Who was that?"
"Cas' best friend, she just told me where to find Cas." Dean said, looking at the box in Bobby's hands. "What's that?"
"You need to see this." He sat the box on the hood of the Impala and opened it to show pencil drawings on small pieces of paper. "I found these under Cas' bed."
Dean picked up a picture of a woman that looked a lot like Meg with solid black eyes. An angel repelling symbol dripping on a wall. A woman that looked like Anna standing tall with wings and a blade standing over a body. Sam, Dean and Bobby all sitting around a table with bottles of beer in front of them. The last one he picked up had Raphael's new female body with an angel blade standing over a body hunched on the floor. He tossed the pictures back in the box and said, "We have to go get Sam… We're heading to New York City."
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