ONSRA [MALEOC]

[CHAPTER 8]

3.02 - The Kids Are Alright

Sam was sitting alone in a diner with his laptop in front of him and talking on his phone, sounding a bit frantic. "What do you mean you don't think it will work, Bobby? It's a demon dispelling ritual."

Sam quickly turned when he heard knocking against the window only to see Dean waving a newspaper before walking to the door.

"Well, maybe we got the translation wrong.. look, we can't just let Dean fry in hell while we -..well, there's gotta be something that w -." Sam saw Dean quickly approaching the table, stammering a quick by to Bobby before quickly hanging up the phone.

Dean looked at Sam suspiciously, "hey. Who was that?"

Sam quickly answered, "ah, I was just ordering pizza."

Dean looked around before turning back to Sam with a look, "dude, you do realize that you're in a restaurant." Dean looked at the table for a second, furrowing his eyebrows, "and where's Beau?"

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Snoring could be heard coming from a bed located inside a small motel room, the top of a blonde head was poking out of the quilt that covered the body, arms outstretched, resting on the pillow above the crown of their head.

Suddenly, something hard hit them on the head, causing the body to stir, letting out a groan before turning his body.

"Wake up."

His eyes jumped open at the voice, sitting up to see Mephistopheles standing at the edge of his bed.

Mephistopheles smirked, "well, good morning, sleeping beauty."

Rolling his eyes, Beau laid back down, closing his eyes, "i'm too tired to deal with you."

Mephistopheles chuckled, "well, I'll be quick then." Beau just hummed in response, still laying down, "you're not done yet, but i'm sure you already knew that." Beau just let out a short grumble, letting Mephistopheles know that he knew he was short of being done with capturing the escaped demons.

"I'm afraid you'll only have more trouble on your hands. The apocalypse is just beginning."

Beau sat up once again at the last statement, his eyes going directly to Mephistopheles, "so the apocalypse is actually starting."

"Yes, it is. But that's not what I'm worried about, what I'm worried about is who will eventually join the party."

"Lucifer."

"Ding, ding, ding."

Beau furrowed his eyebrows, "okay, how do we stop that from happening."

Mephistopheles just turned around, "we'll discuss that when the time comes, but for now, focus on the problems you already have." With that, Mephistopheles vanished, leaving Beau by himself once again.

Beau just rolled his eyes and tossed himself back into laying on the bed, pulling the covers up over his face, letting out a sigh, and closing his eyes. Only to shoot open when the door swung open and hit the wall.