"Ve have to find Marvin-"
"No, we need to get my kids first!"
Chase glared at Schneep until the German lowered his gaze, his fingers curled into fists at his side.
"Chase, do you remember where Anti took you when you saw your kids?" Sam cut in, ending the argument between the pair before it could blossom further.
"I just remember it being some kind of warehouse, I don't know past that." Chase admitted with a huff of frustration as adjusted the brim of his hat.
"I-"
Schneep broke off when his phone started vibrating on the floor where he had left it, the German nearly forgetting that he had it as he answered.
"Henrik, any chance you can come back soon? I need your help." Doctor Iplier told Schneep wearily, the American's voice hoarse as if he had been crying.
"I-I can't, I'm sorry." Schneep apologized, preparing to hang up until Doctor Iplier spoke up.
"The police found a little girl and a baby being held hostage in a warehouse, they're both in rough shape. The girl's got a broken arm and a cut that'll scar on her arm, and the baby is very malnourished."
Schneep felt his blood run cold as he looked at Chase, his grip tightening on his phone to turn his knuckles white as he bit his lower lip.
"Apparently their dad had kidnapped them from their mother and trapped them in the warehouse, torturing them for days for whatever reason." Doctor Iplier continued, Schneep shaking his head.
"I vould be zhere if I could, but..." Schneep trailed off lamely, unable to think of a good enough excuse.
"You don't have to tell me about it if you don't want, just...come back soon. You're my friend, I miss you." Doctor Iplier sighed before hanging up, Schneep wordlessly sticking his phone into his pocket.
"What's going on?!" Chase demanded furiously, his eyes welling with tears as Schneep looked at him with a grim expression.
"Your kids vere found in Brighton in a warehouse, they're hurt, but alive." Schneep informed Chase gently, a choked sob escaping the male's throat as he sunk to the floor with his head in his hands.
"My kids hate me like Stacy hates me, they're going to hate me forever just like her, I'm never going to be able to see them ever again, I-"
"Snap out of it man!" Dean barked roughly, kneeling in front of Chase and shaking his shoulders.
"They're alive, that's what's important." Dean continued in a slightly more gentle tone, Chase looking up at Dean with tears trailing down his cheeks from his bloodshot electric blue eyes.
"Once ve find Marvin, he-"
"Last time we were supposed to find that bastard, we abandoned my kids! And now...now they're hurt, and it's my fault!" Chase interrupted with a snarl.
"Marvin can use his magic to heal zheir vounds and make zhem and everyone else forget vhat happened." Schneep assured Chase, the male chuckling coldly in response.
"He doesn't have his magic anymore. When his mask broke, he couldn't do anything." Chase stated bitterly, Schneep feeling a lump form in his throat.
"Lets just focus on finding him and Jack right now." Sam chimed in, glancing over at Cas lying on the couch.
"Hopefully Cas can heal with time." Dean grumbled as he stood up and sat on the edge of the couch, his eyes shining with worry.
"Chase, do you know vhere ve might be able to find Anti and Dark?" Schneep questioned Chase hopefully.
"No, I got nothing." Chase admitted with a quiet growl that sounded like a wild animal, his head bowed in defeat.
"Where would two demons hide in LA with two captives?" Sam wondered aloud as he paced around the room, the Winchester lost in thought.
Sam abruptly froze as he looked at his brother, his eyes wide in realization as his expression brightened.
"A casino. No one would notice them there, they could blend in, and they could make deals while hiding out!" Sam exclaimed.
"Which one though? There's thousands of casinos in LA." Dean pointed out, Sam hastily sitting at the kitchen table with his laptop.
Sam's fingers danced across the keyboard for a moment before he stopped, the male leaning back triumphantly while the others peered over his shoulder at the screen.
"Zhe Hustler's casino?" Schneep read aloud with a confused frown, Sam nodding in response.
"It's one of the best rated casinos in the area, meaning that they could blend into the large crowd and make a ton of deals." Sam explained as he shut his laptop.
"What are we waiting for then?" Dean spoke up with a slight smirk.
"Let's go hustle some hustlers."
A/N: the chapter after this is the end, thanks to @shy_the_thot for inspiring me to continue!
