Comfort Crowd Δ SPN [ 1 ]

005. FACING FEARS

They get to the airport, desperately trying to reach one of the survivors, Amanda. They rush in, Sam holding Libby while Dean is holding Ophelia, moving too fast for the children to keep up.

"Right there." Sam points to a flight on the board that lists departures. "They're boarding in thirty minutes."

"OKay. We still have some cards to play. We need to find a phone." Dean says. He spots a phone and picks it up.

"Airport services." A voice says through the phone.

"Hi. Gate thirteen." Dean says.

"Who are you calling, sir?" The voice asks.

"I'm trying to contact an Amanda Walker. She's a flight attendant on flight, um... flight 424." Dean states.

"Amanda Walker, Amanda Walker, you have a phone call." They hear over the PA. "White courtesy phone, gate thirteen."

"This is Amanda Walker." Amanda's voice comes through the phone a few moments later.

"Miss Walker. Hi, this is Dr. James Hetfield from St. Francis Memorial Hospital. We have a Karen Walker here." Dean says.

"Karen?" Amanda asks.

"Nothing serious, just a minor car accident, but she was injured, so--"

"Wa--wait, that's impossible. I just got off the phone with her." Amanda says.

"You what?" Dean asks.

"Five minutes ago. She's at her house, cramming for a final. Who is this?" Amanda asks.

"Uh, well... there must be some mistake."

"And how would you even know I was here? Is this one of Vince's friends?"

"Guilty as charged."

"Wow. This is unbelievable."

"He's really sorry."

"Well, you tell him to mind his own business and stay out of my life, okay?"

"Yes, but... he really needs to see you tonight, so--"

"No, I'm sorry. It's too late."

"Don't be like that. Come on. The guy's a mess. Really. It's pathetic."

"Really?"

"Oh, yeah."

"Look, I've got to go. Um... tell him to call me when I land."

"No, no. Wait. Amanda. Amanda!" Dean calls, but she has already hung up. "Damn it! So close."

"All right, it's time for plan B. We're getting on that plane." Sam says.

"Whoa, whoa, now just hold on a second." Dean says.

"Dean, that plane is leaving with over a hundred passengers on board, and if we're right, that plane is gonna crash." Sam says.

"I know." Dean nods.

"Okay. So we're getting on the plane, we need to find that demon and exorcise it. I'll get the tickets. You get whatever you can out of the trunk. Whatever that will make it through the security. Meet me back here in five minutes." Sam says.

Dean doesn't say anything, just staring at his brother anxiously, his grip tightening slightly on his daughter.

"Are you okay?" Sam asks, both confused and concerned.

"No, not really." Dean admits.

"What? What's wrong?" Sam asks.

"Well, I kind of have this problem with, uh..." Dean trails off.