Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

033. DEAN'S IN LOVE

"Alright. We've got "Principia Phantasmagoria."" Dean tosses a book onto the table in the library that the other four are at. "We have "Archive of the Unnatural Occurrences."" He throws another book down. "And we've got "Jower et Nuet." Kind of a weird name."

""Jour et Nuit." It's, uh, it's French. It means "The Book of Day and Night."" Sam explains, Ophelia nodding in agreement.

"Fancy. So, this is everything that even mentions some alternate realities. So there's gotta be something here that talks about the apocalypse world, right?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, maybe." Sam says.

"Dude." Dean says.

"I'm just saying, Dean, Jack was our way over there, obviously, so with him gone..." Sam says.

At the mention of Jack, Libby starts picking at her nail polish. Nathan blows in her ear making the girl jump and glare at him, hitting his shoulder. Nathan smiles in amusement and ruffles her hair.

"Okay, well, Jack's been gone before. We found him once. We can find him again." Dean says.

"No, no, he didn't run away. He is literally in an alternate reality." Sam says.

"Okay, so we'll just come up with a plan B, okay? You said it yourself. We just keep our heads down and we'll do the work." Dean says.

"You said that."

"And I was right. Yeah. So you read, do your Sam thing. I'm gonna go for a beer run." Dean says.

"Yeah." Sam says.

"We should probably loop Cas in at some point."

"We'll fill him in when he calls. He checks in every day."

"Yeah, with a bunch of questions and no leads."

"I'm sure he's doing the best he can. Just go get beer or..." Sam waves Dean off. Dean kisses the top of Ophelia's head before he walks out.

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Sam and Ophelia are still researching while Nathan and Libby are in the kitchen and making tortellini. Libby isn't good at cooking, easily capable of burning anything she tries to make and she always burns herself so Nathan got put in charge of her.

Sam and Ophelia glance up as Dean walks in, whistling.

"Hey, uh... I think you might be right. I think maybe it's time we go ahead and call Cas because, I mean, if-if--" Sam stops as he watches his brother continue to whistle and do a little spin as he enters the library. Ophelia gives Sam a confused look, her uncle looking just as lost.

"You all right?" Sam asks as Dean puts a six pack of beer and his keys on the table.

"Am I all right? I'm in love." Dean grins.

"You... oh, are you?" Sam asks.

"What?" Ophelia laughs.

"I mean, I am, like, full on twitterpated here. Seriously, I can't wait for you guys to meet her either. She-- I mean, she's... she's sweet and she's beautiful and she's just kinda sorta perfect. Anyway, I'm thinking of asking her to move in with me here... if that's cool cause this is big time."

Sam and Ophelia share weirded out, confused looks.

He opens a drawer, taking the Black Grimoire out.

"Uh, Dean, w-what are you doing with the Black Grimoire?" Sam asks.

"It's a gift. For Jamie." Dean says.

"For... Jamie?" Sam asks.

"My soulmate." Dean winks.