Chapter 62 ⚜ Devil's Trap

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In Singer's house, I sit on the veranda watching the birds in the yard, The Impala drives into the yard. I walk downstairs to open the door. Sam and Dean at the door. Sam hugs me "I missed you so much"

"Me too" I said hugging Dean too after hitting his head "you better call me sometimes I thought you were dead again"

Dean mocks me "I am fine, Mom"

They enter and Bobby picks up two round silver flasks with crosses on them and hands one to Dean. Sam is sitting at a cluttered desk reading a very large book. Dean started talking telling us what happened.

Bobby says "Here you go"

Dean says "What is this – holy water?"

"That one is" holds out the other flask "This is whiskey" He takes a swig of whiskey and hands it to Dean, who also drinks.

"Bobby, thanks. Thanks for everything. To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure we should come"

"Nonsense. Your Daddy needs help"

I say "Told him that before, Dad"

Dean says "Well, yeah, but last time we saw you, I mean, you did threaten to blast him full of buckshot. Cocked the shotgun and everything"

Bobby says "Yeah, well, what can I say? John just has that effect on people"

I say "Common, Dean, he let you teach and watch me"

Dean says "Yeah, I guess he does"

Bobby says "None of that matters now. All that matters is that you get him back"

Sam says "Bobby, this book... I've never seen anything like it"

"Dad's Treasure" I'm sitting next to Sam watching him.

Bobby comes over to us and sits on the corner of the desk "Key of Solomon? It's the real deal, alright"

Sam says "And these, uh, these protective circles. They really work?"

"Hell, yeah. You get a demon in - they're trapped. Powerless. It's like a Satanic roach motel" Sam chuckles "I tried on Lydia and she escaped"

I cough from shock, I feel like I can't drink after Bobby said "Yeah it works" I said.

Dean coming over to us "Man, knows his stuff"

Bobby says "I'll tell you something else, too. This is some serious crap you boys stepped in"

Sam says "Oh, yeah? How's that?"

"Normal year, I hear of, say, three demonic possessions. Maybe four tops"

Dean says "Yeah?"

"This year I hear of 27 so far. You get what I'm saying? More and more demons are walking among us – a lot more"

I say "No, It's more there is one yesterday we can say 28"

Sam asks "Do you know why?"

Bobby says "No, but I know it's something big. The storm's coming, and you boys, your Daddy – you are smack in the middle of it"

Not only them, Dad, I said in my head. Rumsfeld starts barking outside.

Bobby says "Rumsfeld"

I stand "I am coming, boy"

As Bobby goes over to the window the dog stops barking with a whine. Bobby to himself "What is it?" To me "No, Lydia, Stop!!" He looks out the window and sees the chain hanging broken and the dog nowhere in sight "Something's wrong"

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