Born of Chaos and Grace

Chapter Two: Reconcile - Part I

"Where the Hell is this place?" Dean grumbles, irritation mingling with his words, as they fly down the vacant dirt road.

Zach groans and runs a hand through his dark hair, his patience with his brother steadily draining away due to his constant complaining. "Jamie said to head straight out of town on 63rd street until we come to a dirt road marked by a red sign, about ten minutes out and then–"

"Just hand me the damn map, tour guide." Dean snatches the map out of Zach's hands, cutting off his brother before he can open his mouth again.

Annoyed at having to juggle looking between the road and the map, Dean swerves over onto the shoulder of the road and parks the car, shifting all of his attention to reading the map. He finds the red pen mark they had made this morning and follows its trail down to the red circle which marks where they are supposed to end up at.

Nodding, Dean tosses the map back over to Zach once he has committed the image to memory, and pulls onto the road.

"Is this just a plan of Jamie's to get rid of us, or are we actually picking someone up? 'Cause it sure seems like he's blowing smoke up our asses with this one," Dean mutters after taking another turn down an empty strip of road.

"You're hilarious," Zach retorts, knowing full-well that Dean is just playing around and doesn't actually mean his words.

"I am the one who got the humour gene in this family."

Zach lets out a humourless snort and flashes Dean a sass-filled look.

"Dean, you're the least funny person I know," he states with a raised eyebrow before going back to his phone, finger scrolling across the screen and tapping occasionally.

"Ass," Dean says under his breath, not meaning the word in the slightest, and lets Zach's comment slide, ending the conversation. The remainder of the car ride is filled with silence, except for the occasional reminder from Zach on where to turn, even though Dean already knows.

After another fifteen minutes of driving, the two men finally reach their destination. At least, they should be at their destination, but from the looks of it, there isn't a house around for miles. Stopping the car, the two climb out and look around in confusion.

"Where's the house? There should be a road right there," Dean exclaims, pointing towards the tree line. According to the map, there should be a road in that spot, but there isn't. His eyes flit around in an attempt to find something to signify that they are in the right place, but all he can see are trees, trees, and more trees.

"Let me call Jamie," Zach states, pulling his phone out.

"Yeah, you do that," Dean mumbles, mind still reeling with confusion. None of this makes any sense, whatsoever. He looks back over to his brother and sees him with the cell phone pressed to his ear, waiting for Jamie to pick up.

"Hey, Jamie," Zach greets when the older man finally picks up. "No, we're not lost, we just can't find the house... Trees? Yeah, there's lot of them... Behind us? Okay."

Zach turns around with a confused expression on his face, head cocking to the side as he listens. "Okay... yeah, got it. Thanks, Jamie."

"What did he say?" Dean questions once Zach ends the call, watching with more confusion as his brother walks towards the tree line. "Dude, what are you doing?"

Zach waves his hand in Dean's direction, signaling for him to wait a moment and not ask questions. With a sigh, Dean leans against the body of the car, waiting for his brother to get back so they can find this damn place. Zach reaches a hand in between the overgrown bushes that have spread between the trees and feels around for a moment before he starts pulling back, and to Dean's surprise, the bush moves with him.