Being Alone (D. Winchester)

2.46 A Baby

At the motel. Night.

I walked out of the bathroom and saw Sam and Dean standing in the room. My flask was standing on the table.

Dean looked at me but i ignored him.

Sam "So what? I mean, so maybe she has another kid she didn't tell you about."

I froze and my jaw dropped.

Dean shook his head " Nope, just the one. Emma. But that night, when I was with her, she didn't have any. And I was at her place, man. There was no playpens, no blankets, no rubber ducks."

Sam" Right. Like you would have been focused on that kind of thing. "

Dean "Hey, dude, that's the first thing you notice"

Sam scoffed.

I took a beer out of the fridge and opened it.

Dean "Then, all of a sudden, boom – baby."

Sam opened the laptop" Yeah, the one you thought talked. "

Dean" Oh, it talked. And not baby talk, either."

Sam " Now you know so much about child development? "

Dean"I know enough to know that they don't say, "Hey, Mom. Who's that guy?" So, cut to... "

He closed the laptop and sat down at the table across from Sam "Lydia's handing this kid who's calling her mommy over to these two women, right? But this is not a baby. No, no, this kid's got to be five. And Same name – Emma. "

Sam "You know, George Foreman named all his sons George. "

Dean did not look amused at all "Are you deliberately messing with me? "

Sam shrugged with an upside-down smile.

Dean" Dude, I know weird. Okay? There is no non-weird explanation for this. This morning, Emma was a baby. By sunset, she's Hannah Montana. Early years. "

Sam's phone rang " It's the Professor. "

Dean "Oh. Good. The Professor. Yeah, I'm sure he'll crack this wide open. "

Sam answered it " Shh! "

UNIVERSITY LECTURE THEATER.

The professor was standing at the front of the room next to a projector screen, on which was the carved into the mens' chests.

The brothers and i were in seats on opposite sides of the aisle, one row apart.

Professor" You know, identifying the scroll was no day at the beach. Lesser scholars would have crumbled. "

Sam "Professor... the symbol? "

He nodded "Yeah. Yeah. It's ancient, regional. Very difficult to identify. But I managed to find a match. "

The picture on the projector screen changed to one of an ancient Greek building.

Professor " It's a variation of a symbol associated with the Greek Pantheon, the temple of the goddess Harmonia. According to myth, the coupling of Harmonia and Ares, the God of war, produced the Amazons. "

Me "The Amazons? "

Dean" Like Wonder Woman? "

The professor shook his head "No, like – like a tribe of warriors. They actually existed. The comic books – they're just silly perversions. The symbol – "