Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

002. WE KILL MONSTERS

Dean and Ophelia are sitting in the bunker and Dean has his phone on speaker with Cas on the line.

"I haven't found anything on these surveillance cameras. I mean, it's like they just disappeared. How about you? Any of the local beat cops see anybody that shouldn't be there?" Dean asks.

"It's pretty rural. Not a lot of beat cops. I've checked all the motels, abandoned buildings. No sign of Sam." Cas says.

"All right. I don't know. You know, check... real estate offices. See if anybody bought a place or rented a place. I mean, these people had a freakin' plane. Maybe they do things legit." Dean says.

"Okay, I understand. I'll call you in the morning." Cas says.

"Cas, hey. So, here's the thing. It's been kind of weird here with, you know, mom being back. It's like we don't know how to act around each other, so we just kind of make this small talk and act normal, but it's--it's so not normal."

"Um, I'm-- I'm not sure. What-what has she said to you?"

"Well, nothing. That-that-- that's the whole point."

"Okay, what have you said to her?"

"Well, nothing. I'm-- I don't know what to say to her, you know? It-it-it's like it's all just too much, and... I don't want to overwhelm her."

"Don't make things needlessly complicated as you humans tend to do. I'll call you." Cas hangs up.

"Yeah. Great. That's helpful. Thanks." Dean mutters. He looks over at Ophelia and sees a small smile on her face out of amusement. The first smile since he got back.

"How you holding up, sweetheart?" Dean asks, sitting back down next to her.

"Been worse... I think." Ophelia says.

"We will get them back... and all four of you will be okay." Dean declares. Ophelia nods.

"Any news on Sam?" Mary asks, walking in.

"Um, so somewhere outsi-- here." Dean shows her the laptop. "Somewhere outside of Aldrich, Missouri. Cas is going through it with a fine toothed comb, and I've cracked every database I could."

"Every what?" Dean asks.

"Right. No internet your first time around." Dean remembers.

"Our house didn't have an electric typewriter. So... are you really afraid of overwhelming?" Mary asks.

"I'm, uh... I'm gonna go see if I'm hungry." Ophelia says, getting up and going to the kitchen. She glances around the kitchen before actually walking in. She goes to the fridge and takes out a bowl of grapes that Sam washed the other day.

She consistently looks around and goes to the table, sitting on the seat closest to the wall. She rests her back against the wall, her feet propped up on the seat next to her. She still keeps a careful eye out, eyeing both of the doors.

She knows she's safe, but if one British Men of Letters can break in, then so can another one.

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Toni chained Sam back up to the chair and he eventually wakes up.

"You'll have to admit, it was fun while it lasted." Toni says.

"What did you do to me?" Sam asks.

"A hallucination created by potion and powerful spell work. So... was it good for you? Hm. Sadly, I can't do the spell again. Your brain would liquefy, which we don't want. Yet. So... I'll have to resort to less... pleasant methods." She picks up a knife and pair of pliers.