not strong enough, supernatural [ 2 ]

048. new baby

"You okay, man?" Dean asks his brother.

"We have the most powerful weapon we've ever had against demons and we can't find a way to use it." Sam says.

"Yeah, well, Kevin's on it. And when he finds something, he'll call. So we wait. Look, we've had a rough go over these past couple of weeks. And, uh... I know what you guys gave up wasn't easy. Maybe we ought to take the night off. Go see a flick, hit a bar or two, have some fun. You remember fun, don't you, Sammy?"

"Kevin, what do you got?" Sam asks after answering his phone.

"You know what I call fun? Getting to see my feet again." Larissa says. "Not having immense back pain. I love being pregnant, but I hate it. Just five more days." She sighs, letting the bittersweet feeling fill her.

"Can it never come out?" Libby asks.

"Not how it works, sweetheart." Larissa says and the young girl rolls her eyes in return.

"Is it gonna cry a lot?" Evie asks.

"Well, for a while crying is the only way they know how to communicate what they need -- food, comfort, diaper change. But hopefully she'll be a really good baby and not one that cries 20 hours out of the day."

Evie's eyes widen at the possibility. She looks at Larissa's stomach, leaning closer.

"Be a good baby." Evie says, lightly patting the woman's tummy. Larissa softly smiles at her.

"Garth. Hey." Sam greets. "Really? Okay. Uh, yeah. Thanks, man." He says. "Oh, wait, hey-- hey, Garth. Garth, are you there?" He asks. "How'd you know where we are?"

"Look, it's bad enough that you're tracking us, but it's even worse when you say we've been "Garthed."" Sam says making Larissa quietly giggle. "Yeah." Sam hangs up. "Okay, we got to lose the GPS on our phones because Garth has been tracking us, and other hunters, apparently, to assign cases."

"Smart. A total Bobby move." Dean says.

"It's also smart cause he'll know where we are if we get kidnapped." Larissa says.

"Or killed." Libby adds.

"What's the deal?" Dean asks.

"Uh, well, it's close -- Farmington Hills, Michigan. Dude got ripped limb from limb inside his locked apartment." Sam says.

"That's not good." Dean says.

"Working a case. As long we're waiting on Kevin, that'll be our fun." Sam says.

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After the hunters talked to a guy at the police station and got a little more caught up on the case, they also looked into where the guy they talked to does LARPing.

They watched a video about it, seeing Charlie Bradbury in it.

The family get to Moondoor Camp and walk around, everybody dressed in costumes and weapon props. They walk up to where a guy is in a stock.

"I, Boltar the Furious, bind you to this stock so that all of Moondoor may see you for what you are -- a thief." The guy says to the one trapped.

"My Shadow Orc brethren will descend from the Black Hills and the tents of Mo--" The orc's fake teeth fall out.

"Uh, hold." Boltar says. He picks the fake teeth up and brushes them off.

"Thanks, Gerry. Sorry." The orc says.

"Yeah, no problem, Monty." Gerry says. He puts the fake teeth back in Monty's mouth and he gives Gerry a thumbs up. "Resume."

"And the tents of Moondoor will be bathed in blood as we unseat the queen of the Moons from the throne she stole from the rightful heir -- the Shadow King. And you--"