freaks come out at night, SPN, DISCONTINUED

066. lovestruck

"Alright. We've got "Principia Phantasmagoria."" Dean tosses a book onto the table in the library that Sam and Daphne are sitting 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.

"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.

"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.

+++

Sam and Daphne are still researching, it taking everything for Daphne to not knock herself unconscious so she can stop reading. They hear the door open, Dean walking in and 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. Daphne and Sam share a confused look.

"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.

"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."

While he talks he takes the Black Grimoire out of the drawer they keep it in.

"You were gone for, like, an hour." Daphne says.

"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.

"Sure. Right. And did she happen to ask for that book by, uh, name?" Sam asks.

"Yeah! I mean, isn't that kind of cosmic fate that we actually have it?" Dean asks. "Like..." He mimics a head explosion.

""Cosmic fate." Right, yeah. Okay, okay, okay. I think I know what's going on here. Do you remember, uh, uh, Becky in Vegas? The love spell." Sam recalls.