Linking Lives / Book 12 / The Life Series / Supernatural Season 13

Let the Good Times Roll

With more than two dozen people from the apocalypse world who needed to be filled in our world, I had them gathered in the war room, having set up information on a cork board to explain it all. "The ice caps are melting. People marching. A little bit of, uh, craziness in the movie world. Businessman billionaire mogul turned president, embroiled in yet another controversy. And that is pretty much the world, uh, our world, right now."

"Let me get this right," Bobby told me. "The ice caps are melting, a movie where a girl goes all the way with a fish wins best picture, and that damn fool idjit from 'The Apprentice' is president?"

"Yeah," I answered.

"And you call where we come from apocalypse world?" Bobby asked.

I laughed, smiling. "Good point." My phone rang. "Sorry. Oh, excuse me." I turned away, answering my phone. "Dean?"

"Hey, Ness. Got something."

"All right. I'm on my way."

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I met up with Sam, Dean, Castiel, Aiden, Amara, Brandon and Jack.

"All right, gang's all here," Dean told us.

"How many are inside?" Sam asked.

"I can hear a lot," Castiel told us. "It's a pack. They're talking about whether Kylie Jenner would make a good mother. The consensus is no."

Brandon cocked his gun. "Yeah, well, that's why I was a Khloe man."

"You mean before you were Amara's man?" Aiden taunted.

"I swear to God, Aiden," Amara told him. "You make one more joke about that..."

We all smiled, chuckling.

"All right, we're talking werewolves," Sam told us. "Which means..."

"Silver bullets," Jack finished.

We smiled at how much Jack wanted to prove how much he knew, proud.

"That's right," Aiden answered.

"So, you know the play," Brandon told us. "Let's do it to it."

We made our way to a shiphouse. A werewolf tried to attack Castiel. Castiel stabbed him in the heart with his silver knife, killing him, letting him fall. We made our way inside. When the werewolves lunged toward us, Jack used his power to make them freeze. Sam, Dean, Brandon and I fired at many of the werewolves, killing them. Aiden and Amara killed the rest dead with their powers, either with the shadows/darkness, or smiting them with their hands glowing red to do so.

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Dean and I were walking through the hallway of the bunker.

"Kids did great," Dean told me.

"Yeah, no kidding," I agreed.

"I mean, they keep this up, and..." Dean trailed off.

"And what?" I asked.

"I don't know," Dean told me. "Hey, you remember when we were asking if we could stop it? All the evil in the world? If we could really change things?"

"Yeah," I answered.

"Well, maybe with Jack, Aiden and Amara, we can," Dean told me.

I chuckled, smiling. "Maybe you're right. But then what will we do?"