Time Will Tell [Supernatural] {3}

1.1 The Magnificent Seven

One year.

That's all I had.

So here I was at a bar in Illinois. Trying to have fun in the one year I had to live before going to Hell. I was trying to make it the best year on my life before that.

Since the hundreds of demons had gotten out of the Devil's Gate and were undoubtedly pouring all over the world to find hosts thanks to the yellow eyes demon (that I killed).

I got to kill the demon that had killed Mom (Which he told me Mary was my biological Mom), Jessica and Dad.

I danced to the music of the bar with a few girls, smiling and laughing. I smirked as I saw a few guys started to dance with us. One of the cute guys started to dance with me and I smiled as he put a finger down my chin, making me look at him. He stared at me for a moment before leading forwards, kissing me.

He suddenly was pulled away from me and I looked over to see Dean, "Hey bro," I said, smiling slightly. He grabbed my shoulder, leading me away from the disappointed guy.

"What's up?" I asked. "We need to go," He said, leading me out of the bar. We walked outside to the Impala. Sam climbed out, sighing, "We good?"

"Sure," Dean said. "What's going on?" I asked. "Bobby called, and he thinks that maybe we have a lead to where some of the demons got to," Sam informed. "Okay," I said. "Let's go, then."

I climbed into the back seat with Sam in the passenger seat and Dean in the driver seat. Dean started the car and we pulled out.

"Hey, I appreciate you guys giving me a little quality time at a bar," I said. "Yeah, no problem," Dean said.

I frowned, "Really? Well, I sold my soul, got a year to live. But I was expecting a weary sigh or an eye roll, something."

"No, not at all. You deserve to have a little fun," Sam said. "Okay . . ." I trailed off. "So, what's Bobby got?"

"Not much," Sam said. "A crop failure and a cicada swarm outside of Lincoln, Nebraska. Ahh, could be demonic omens --"

"Or could just be a bad crop and a bug problem," Dean said. "Yeah, but it's our only lead," Sam said. "Any freaky deaths?" Dean asked.

"Nothing Bobby could find -- not yet, anyway," Sam informed. "It's weird. I mean, the night the devil's gate opened, all these weirdo storm clouds were sighted over how many cities?" I asked.

"Seventeen," Sam replied. "You'd think it would be "Apocalypse Now," but it's been five days and bubkis," Dean said. "So what are the demons waiting for?" I asked.

"Beats me," Sam said. "It's driving me crazy. I tell you, if it's gonna be war, I wish it would just start already," I said. "I don't know, man," Sam said, shaking his head. "Be careful what you wish for."

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It was morning when we pulled up to a house just outside Lincoln, Nebraska. Dean was eating a sandwich of bacon cheeseburger at the passenger seat with me in the driver seat and Sam at the back seat.

We climbed out and heard the cicadas liked crazy. "Hear those cicadas?" Sam asked. "That can't be a good sign," I said. "No. No, it can't," Sam agreed as the three of us walked up to Bobby.

He nodded to us before glancing down at Dean's cheeseburger, "So, we're eating bacon cheeseburgers for breakfast, are we?"

"I ain't sweating the cholesterol," Dean comment and Bobby smirked. "So, Bobby, what do you think? We got a biblical plague here or what?" Sam asked.

"Well, let's find out," Bobby said before leading us towards the house. "Looks like the swarm's ground zero."

I went to the door and knocked on it, "Candygram!" There was no answers and I glanced behind me at Bobby and my brothers before pulling out my lock pick. I kneeled down and started picking the lock as Bobby, Sam and Dean pulled out their guns.

I unlocked the door and lead the way in. I gave a small cough when a dead body smell hit us. "That's awful," Sam said.

"That so can't be a good sign," Dean said as I put the lock pick back into my pocket and then pulled my gun out.

Dean and Bobby went to one direction while Sam and I went to one way. We stopped when we saw a doorway and looked at each other before nodding.

I quickly went into a room and he went into the hallway with the guns raised just in case but to me everything was clear.

I looked at Sam and he at me and he shook his head, everything was clear. We walked back in the direction we came, looking around. We went into another room and heard a woman screaming. "You hear that?" Sam asked and I nodded.

We stood at the doorway the screaming came from before we both kicked the door and walked in. We recoil at the death smell; "Oh, my god," I said as we saw three dead bodies sitting up on the couch, watching a movie.

Bobby and Dean walked in, wincing at the smell. "Bobby, what the hell happened here?" Sam asked.

"I don't know," Bobby said. "Check for sulfur," Dean ordered. We started to investigate the room, Dean kneeled next to the window before whistled quietly to get our attentions. We looked at him and he signaled that someone was here.

Bobby, Sam and I walked out of the room, splitting up to walk outside at each end to trap whoever was out there while Dean went straight to the door to look outside.

We circled around the house to the porch to see a man pointing a gun at Dean, who now was laying on the porch floor after a struggle with a woman standing next to them.

"Isaac? Tamara?" Bobby asked as he walked up to them. "Bobby. What the hell are you doing here?" The woman, Tamara asked with a smile.

"I could ask the same," Bobby said with a smile. "Heya, Bobby," The man, Isaac said with a smile, shaking his hand.

Dean raised his arm pitifully from the ground and waved for attention, "Hello. Bleeding here." I scoffed, walking over and helped him up.

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Hey guys! What is this?

The THIRD book?

Already? I just finished the second book!

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