Being Alone (D. Winchester)

2.79 Cacao

At a motel.

Sam was on the phone and taking notes while Dean and i were scrolling through the laptop.

Sam "All right, Professor Morrison, that does it. The FBI thanks you. Yes, I am totally looking into adding you as a technical advisor. Yeah, it – it comes with a medical plan. All right, goodbye. "

Me "He come through? "

Sam " Yeah, he did. All right, so, here's what crazy Arthur Swenson was babbling over and over. Um, first, it is a dead language – ancient Mayan"

Dean " Doesn't get much deader than that. "

Sam "So, what Arthur was saying was "The divine god Cacao is born." "

Dean raised an eyebrow " Cacao?"

Sam nodded " Cacao. Yeah, the Mayan God of maize – corn, the big crop. See, Cacao was the most powerful god because maize was the most important thing to the Mayans. Well, that and torturing and killing everyone in sight. "

Dean " So, this is what we're looking for, is a thousand-year-old culture's god of corn? "

Sam shrugged " Uh, I guess. "

Dean " Well, whatever it is, we better cap it quick, or somebody in Phoenix is next up to get their heart yanked. "

Sam " Someone in Phoenix got a piece of Brick? "

Dean " Yeah, I got a name. Just e-mailed the cops. Just heard back from them. They haven't seen the guy in days. Uh, oh, got another e-mail here, too. This one is for you. From a university. Answering questions about admissions"

Sam "Just something I'm looking into. An option."

Dean asked pissed off " You're seriously talking about hanging it up? "

Sam " I'm not talking about anything, Dean. I'm just looking at options. So, what, should we just go to Phoenix and chase our tails until this guy shows his face?"

Dean shook his head " No. Uh, Brick Holmes is the way into this. Eleanor Holmes was doing her damndest not to tell us a thing. Nice job on changing the subject, though."

Night. At the Holmes residence.

We walked upstairs with out flashlights lightning around.

Dean " All right, naming ceremony's over at 10. We got to get in and out. "

Sam"Master bedroom. "

Dean nodded " Yeah. "

We walked into the master bedroom.

Dean " Closets. "

He and i walked into the first one while Sam walked into the second.

We turned on the lights. I looked around. Normal clothes.

Dean " Brick's closet. Looks like the stuff hasn't been touched in a year. Man, what this stuff would go for on eBay."

I looked through the drawers and chuckled at the bottle of peroxide " would it totally crush you to know that your boy Brick wasn't a natural blond? "

Sam"this is really weird."

Dean"What do you got? "

Sam" I don't know. Is this Eleanor's closet? "

Dean" Why would his mother's closet be in here? Are you sure? "

Sam stepped out of the closet and so did we.