Being Alone (D. Winchester)

2.63 "Dad's Ideas"

A few days later. at the cabin. Day. 

I was sitting next to Dean on the sofa. He and i were rereading the notebook of the translation that Kevin made for the 100th time. Sam was on his laptop doing some research. 

Dean groaned "Okay, man, I have read this more times than the Playboy I found in Dad's duffel."

 Sam smirked "Anna Nicole?"

 Dean nodded " Anna Nicole. Oh, the good – they die young, huh?"

Sam smiled and grimaced. 

Dean " Look, we can read this till our eyes bleed. It ain't getting any clearer. "

Sam nodded "Okay. Then what does it mean? "

Dean " Uh... Cut off the head, and the body will flounder."

 Sam nodded "Yeah. "

Dean" Okay. Well, I think we all agree that, uh, the head is Dick. Right?"

Sam and i nodded. 

Dean " So, bottom line is, we go grab the stuff, and we mix ourselves a weapon. End of story"

He took a sip form his beer bottle. 

Sam " Look, I'm all for killing Dick. I'm just saying, what then? I mean, what about the rest of the Leviathan? What, are they gonna just... drop dead? "

I shrugged " I don't know. Maybe. "

Sam raised his eyebrows " Maybe? "Maybe" is good enough for you right now? "

Dean"One problem at a time, all right? "

Sam" Okay. But it's not a crazy idea to try and figure out what the catch is before we go crashing the gate. "

Dean " Maybe this is the catch. God's not telling us every detail. You know? The word is from God. I don't know how much better it's gonna get."

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I was in the bathroom washing my face with hot water. 

I froze when i could see my breath in the air. The mirror was mist.

I turned around and froze "Dad? how you feeling?"

He looked kinda pale. Well, he was dead so..

Dad " Stronger than ever. Now, while you two have been chasing your tails, I've been thinking on that weapon. "

Me "Wait a second. Don't you think you should be saving your strength? "

Dad asked confused"For what? "

I shrugged " I'm just saying you might want to slow down. You don't look so good."

 Dad "I'm in the Veil. My Brad Pitt days are over. Now, the kid says that the only way to kill Leviathan is with a bone washed in the three bloods of the fallen. It's got to be from a human as light and good as the Leviathan are hungry and dark. "

I nodded "Yeah. Good luck with that."

Dad "The rest is doable, and doable now. You've already got the fallen angel blood. Now, next up is blood from the ruler of fallen humanity. Now, the best I can tell, that's Crowley. Numero tres is the father of fallen beasts. "

I raised an eyebrow" an alpha?"

He nodded "You got to bleed an Alpha. "

Me " But they're all dead. I mean, every one we found, the brothers rounded up for Crowley, and then Cas whammied them all. "

Dad "Well, then, make this Cas' problem, too. "

Me " Cas ain't exactly in the problem-solving mode, dad. "

Dad snapped "Then Crowley! "

I nodded "allright, i get it"

He yelled "do you?!"

Suddenly the mirror behind me cracked and i took a step away from it.

Dad saw my reaction and sighed "I'm sorry, kid. I have faith that you and the boys will figure it out. "

I eyed him. 

Dad "Relax. I'm fine. Just got a little carried away. "

I nodded. 

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I walked back into the main room and to the kitchen. 

Dean was drinking from a glass. 

me "Bourbon?"

He nodded "yeah"

I took the glass from his hands and downed it. 

Sam and Dean looked at each other and then at me. 

Dean "what happened in the bathroom?"

Me "Met dad"

Dean "how was it?"

Me "dad's officing out of the John these days. "

Sam nodded " Uh... awkward."

Me "Yeah, you're telling me. Uh, he does have some ideas about the weapon, though. "

Dean "Really? "

I nodded "Yeah"

Sam "Well, uh, he may be just in time. "

I walked behind him and looked at the laptop. 

I read ""Roman Acquires Sucrocorp.""

 Dean grimaced "" "Roman acquires..." What's Sucrocorp? "

Sam "They make food additives, namely high-fructose corn syrup. That crap is in – well, it's in just about everything – um, soda, sauces, bread. "

Dean warned " Don't say "pie." "

I nodded "Sorry, baby, but pie counts definitely to that"

Dean growled "Bastards. So now what? Roman's moved past restaurants?"

 Sam "And into grocery stores, Gas n' Sips, vending machines."

 Dean "What can we do about it? "

Sam"Short of going Al Qaeda on their trucks and plants, there's nothing we can do about it. "

Suddenly the laptop closed and we all jumped. 

Me "Like i said, dad's got some ideas"

The boys looked at me.