Back in Black

Chapter 9

To the eternal surprise of Sam, when their 'sperm donor' as Crowley had so flippantly called him, heard about Dean's condition and how it was extremely unlikely he would ever wake he started looking for the nearest crossroads.

Bobby told Sam, who called Crowley and told him the situation. Crowley was all too happy to come and make a deal.

John didn't know where the demon had come from, considering he never summoned it, but he decided it was better not to ask.

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"I cannot believe he actually made a deal to bring me back," said Dean.

"So did you meet the resident reaper?"

"A chick named Tessa. Pretty hot too, from what I saw."

"You going to ask Mort to put in a good word for you?" asked Sam, noticing said reaper nearby.

"Are you nuts? Do I look like I enjoy necrophilia? Dating a reaper would be just weird," said Dean laughing.

He didn't see Mort's expression of relief at that announcement, but Sam did, and he struggled not to laugh. Mort was probably well aware of Dean's...habits...when it came to relationships. Though Sam went over how Dean described dating a reaper and grinned anyway.

"You consider dating a reaper necrophilia?" said Sam.

"Dude. They reap souls and cant be seen unless you're close to death, and have you felt Mort's hand recently? It's so cold that it's like jumping in an icy lake," said Dean flatly.

"Does this have anything to do with...his...memories?"

"That too. Magical ghosts might not deteriorate like normal ones, but walking through one is never fun," said Dean.

"Didn't you once say that there was a pervy ghost girl in that school?"

"Moaning Myrtle. She once said that if I died I was free to share her toilet," shuddered Dean.

"Either way, I'm just glad you're back up and bout boy. I do have one question though...why did you bring the dog when you went to meet John?" asked Bobby.

"To prank him of course," said Dean as if it were obvious.

"Where the hell did you find a dog that farts whenever he eats Mexican?"

Dean sighed. He had told Sammy the basic gist, but he had never gone into any real details of how he had rescued Bear. Or his full ancestry.

"We might as well sit down with a beer if I'm going into details," said Dean.

Dean was at the table with Sam, Bobby and a very happy Bear eating a massive bone.

"I was in this no-name city that I didn't bother to remember the name of. I was looking for some quick action to pay for gas, and this guy takes one look at the Impala and asks me if I want in on this hot new thing where the cops don't go. Naturally I'm curious, so I paid him two hundred up front to get in. I get this address so far out there that there's no patrols or anything."

Dean paused and took a drink.

"The first I knew that I had stumbled into something that would leave a sour taste in my mouth was when I heard the dogs. All sorts of breeds and I could hear the snarling and cheering. Now I knew something was up, especially when they all but made me hand over my cell phone and checked me for a wire," said Dean.

"But your hunter phone is charmed not to be noticed in case you get pulled over by cops, so they missed it," said Sam.

"Which was a good thing. I get into the place, pay another hundred and the second I see the ring I knew what was going on," said Bobby.