Seal of the Betrayed

Choices

Dean cut through the fence with a pair of pliers he found in one of the many old vehicles around. Dean had spent the last day making his way to Bobby's house, he needed to hope that someone he knew was still around in this time.

He crawled his way through the small area of the fence he had cut out, making sure not to make too much noise. He didn't want to run into another mob of infected again. He wasn't sure he would be as lucky as he was last time.

He stood up and patted the dirt off of his jacket before heading towards the house. Dean frowned, the wood on the house was rotting and falling apart. The metal had rusted just like the cars that surrounded the house.

He quietly crept up to the old house, careful not to step on anything that could alert others to his presence. Just in case someone else was there. Dean's eyes widened when he saw an old news paper lying on the ground, the date printed on the old paper wasn't what he was expecting.

"This can't be right. It says 2014." Dean muttered to himself. "Great, I just had to be dropped off in the future, I hate time travel." Dean complained.

He dropped the news paper before heading inside. Maybe he would find what he was looking for. If he knew what it was he was looking for anyway. "Bobby! Bobby!" Dean called out. After another minute of silence he frowned, "Guess Bobby didn't stick around. Would have thought he wanted to die in this dam dump."

He continued to search for any clue as to where Bobby had gone. If anyone could survive the apocalypse it was most definitely Bobby Singer. He rummaged around the desk. Piles of books and other junk were on to the desk and on the floor around it. Most of it was lore, but there were a few others that didn't go with the group.

"Great, I'm stuck in the future with no idea if anyone I know is alive. This is just freaking awesome." Dean muttered sarcastically.

He went to leave when he stepped on some glass that shattered underneath his weight. "Oops." Dean said, but paused when he saw what exactly it was that he had stepped on. A huge grin appeared on his face, "Finally."

A picture of Bobby, Castiel, and some other guys standing in front of a sign that had the words: CAMP CHITAQUA.

"Best lead I've got so far."

Line Break

Sam Winchester was not having a good day. First his brother, Dean, was kidnapped by the angels, then he has to follow whatever plan Percy could come up with on the fly, and now he has to find a way to get to his brother with the help of Zoe, Percy's demon wife.

"Any ideas?" Sam said, keeping his focus on the road.

"I don't know." Zoe shrugged.

Sam's eye twitched, his face reddening. "Then why are you here?" Sam growled.

Zoe raised an eyebrow, "To keep you from being a complete idiot. If any angels show up, and they will, then I have to be the one to keep you alive. Why Percy hasn't killed you and left you like that is beyond me."

Sam went to grab the gun sitting on his lap, but hesitated. Now was not the time to be getting on Percy's bad side. "Great. Anything else?"

Zoe's eyes narrowed, "Don't get snippy with me. Your the one who started the apocalypse and set us on the path of possible damnation."