"How the hell did Anti escape?! And why the hell did he possess Chase?!" Dean yelled in anger as he stormed back into the hotel room and knelt by the body Anti was once possessing, his ear hovering over the male's mouth to listen for breathing.
"Chase broke the pentagram, Anti must've convinced Chase to free him by bribing him with his kids." Dean mused as he glanced at the bloody pentagram, a small cut visible in the circle.
"Dean, we need to do something about Marvin first." Sam spoke up softly, Schneep ignoring both men as he hugged Marvin's body against him despite the blood pooling around them and staining the German's clothes.
"Stay zhe fuck away from him." Schneep growled in a quiet, dangerously calm voice filled with heartbreak and rage when Sam cautiously stepped closer.
"Henrik-"
"I swear to God if you touch him I vill fucking end you!" Schneep interrupted with a fierce snarl, his eyes wild with desperation as he looked at Sam.
"Doc, we gotta go. We'll find somewhere to bury Marvin out on the road." Dean consoled Schneep, the German refusing to budge as he shakily pressed a kiss to Marvin's forehead.
"I vill see you on zhe other side." Schneep promised Marvin with a sad smile, the German carefully picking the magician up in his arms bridal style as if he was made of glass.
"Hold on." Sam interjected, bringing a blanket from one of the beds to Schneep and helping him wrap Marvin's body in it to make it look like the magician was only sleeping.
"I got Mr. Comatose." Dean grunted as he picked up Seán's unconscious body, not so delicately slinging him over his shoulder.
"I'll get the bags." Sam volunteered as he slung Chase's duffel over his shoulder, using his free hands to lug the three suitcases behind him.
"He looks so peaceful." Schneep whispered tearfully as he glanced down at Marvin's colorless face, the German swallowing hard as he tore his gaze away and focused on walking out of the hotel with Sam and Dean.
"E-excuse me, is ev-everything o-okay?"
The three froze when the same hotel staff member that had seen them earlier approached the trio trepidatiously, her expression filled with fear.
"Yeah, um, sorry about earlier. It was just a misunderstanding with some friends of ours." Dean assured her with a fake grin plastered on his face, Schneep attempting to replicate it with little success.
"Are they okay?" She added, gesturing at Seán and Marvin with concern while Dean only chuckled.
"Yeah yeah, this guy's just had a little too much to drink," Dean explained as he adjusted Seán on his shoulder.
"And the other guy's just tired." Sam chimed in, Schneep taking a shaky breath as he nodded in agreement and continued towards the exit with his head bowed to avoid her inquisitive gaze.
"We had a wonderful stay, thank you so much." Sam hastily told the woman as he handed her the key to the room and waved goodbye before following after Schneep with Dean in tow.
It was evening outside, the golden sun hovering over the horizon of the city with a backdrop of vibrant blues and purples mixed with red and oranges.
"Tell me how to fix zhis." Schneep demanded Dean as the German whirled around to face the older Winchester, his lower lip trembling as his blue eyes bore into Dean's.
"Fix it? Look Doc, he got mauled by a hellhound, people don't come back from that." Dean argued, Sam shooting Dean a look that said otherwise.
"Zhere has to be a vay to bring him back, I know it." Schneep shot back with determination, Dean letting out a long sigh.
