Supernatural: Anastasia Steele

Chapter 86. Bad Day At Black Rock

Deans POV

"Because demon, that's why. I mean the second you find out this Ruby chick is a demon you go for the Holy Water! You don't chat!" I yell at Sam as we drive down a dark road. "No one was chatting, Dean." He says, defensively.

"Then why didn't you send her ass back to hell?" Ana asks him. "Because- because she said she might be able to help us out!" Sam exclaims. "How?" I ask him and he stays quiet. "No really, Sam, how? How could she possibly help us?" I ask him again. "She told me she could help you, okay? Help you out of this crossroads deal." He replies and I look at sam incredulously.

"Seriously, Sam?" Ana asks as she rolls her eyes and Sam nods at her. "What is wrong with you,  huh? She's lying, you gotta know that, don't you? She knows what your weakness is - it's me." I yell at him before I sigh. "What else did she say?" I ask him but he stays silent.

"Dude?" I say. "Nothing. Nothing, okay?! Look. I'm not an idiot guys, I'm not talking about trusting her. I mean we're at war, right? And we don't know Jack about the enemy; we don't know where they are, we don't know what they're doing. I mean, hell, we don't know what they want. Now this Ruby girl knows more than we will ever find out on our own. Now yes, it's a risk, I know that, but we need to take it." Sam says to us.

"You're okay, right, I mean you're feeling okay?" I ask him. "Yes I'm fine. Why are you always asking me that?" He asks me annoyed when a phone starts ringing and he reaches for his own. "It's not mine." He tells us as Ana reaches for her phone.

"Not mine." She says and I go for mine. "Nope." I say before I pause. "Check the glove department, it's dads." I tell Sam. "Dad's?" Sam asks. "Yes, I keep it charged up in case any of his old contacts call." I tell him as Sam opens the glove department, grabbing dads phone and answers it.

"Hello? Yes...this is Edgar Casey...no! No, no, no, don't - don't call the police, I'll handle this myself. Thanks. You know, can you just, uh, can you just lock it back up for me? Great. Uhm, I-I, uh, I don't have my- my book in front of me..." Sam says as he gestures for Ana to hand him some paper and a pen and she does. "...do you- do you have the address so I can...sure, okay. Go ahead. Right, thanks a lot." He says as he ends the call.

"Dad ever tell you he kept a container at storage place?" Sam asks. "What?" I ask confused. "The one outside of Buffalo?" Ana asks as we look at her. "Yeah, how'd you know?" Sam asks her. "John told me about it once before." She tells us. "Well, someone just broke into it." Sam says.

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"Man..." I say as we walk into this abandoned building. "What?" Sam asks me as we go towards the elevator and enter inside of it. "Just dad. You know him and his secrets. Spend all this time with the guy and it's like we barley even know the man." I reply as the elevator goes down. "Well, we're about to learn something." Sam says just as the elevator stops.

We exit the elevator and find the storage container. I unlock the padlock and opens the sliding door, the three of us with flashlights at the ready. On the dusty floor is a symbol drawn in red, along with several bloody footprints.

"No demons allowed." Ana mutters. "Blood. Check this out." I say as I hold up a tripwire connected to a shotgun hidden inside a large animal skull. "Whoever broke in here got tagged." Ana says. "Dear old dad. I got two sets of boot treads here, looks like it was a two man job. And our friend with the buckshot in him looks like he kept walking." I say.

"So what's the deal? Dad would do work here or something?" Sam asks. "I'm living the high life, as usual." I say as we venture further inside. "Do you think your dad knew about this?" Sam asks Ana. "Who knows, Sammy?" Ana shrugs as I aim my flashlight on a skull and shake my head, laughing.