Sid-er-eus ~ Latin
Heavenly; Starry; Star-like
Stars are holes in the universe; the light of heaven coming from the other side.
Book Two in the Solivagant Series.
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"Where is Dean."
"...Occupied."
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Squinting at Bobby's car I remain patiently beside Sam watching him stride purposefully over. Hand up to block out the sunlight, Sam warmly greets "Hey Bobby."
Quipping a nod underneath his dirty trucker's cap, Bobby shifts the thick book under his arm "Howdy kids."
"Thanks for coming", I appreciatively step over to give Bobby a tight thankful hug.
"Speaking of" leaning back I notice Bobby's stare lingering curiously around the abandoned lumber mill "Where is Dean."
Silently I look to Sam who seems to have had the same thought as I. After hunting Dean down and saving him from a fluffy shiatzu we took him back to the motel. Whilst Sam and I poured over books all night Dean's fear kept him thoroughly invested in Pinky and the Brain. I'm not even entirely sure he witnessed or noticed us slip out to meet with Bobby when morning finally struck. He still had been sitting at the end of our bed completely invested. Carefully tilting my gaze back to Bobby, I cryptically answer "...Occupied."
As if he understands what stages Dean's progressed to, Bobby suggestively asks "He had any hallucinations yet?"
"Yeah", Sam tells Bobby, leaned back against the trunk of the Impala "A few hours ago."
"How we doin on time?"
"We saw the coroner about 8am Monday morning so..." lifting his watch, Sam silently counts "Just under two hours."
"How did you go?" I ask Bobby, folding my arms when I pry curiously "Did you find anything on our mystery ghost?"
Nodding Bobby waves a thick book in front of us "This encyclopedia of spirits dates back to the Edo Period."
Swooshing us aside Sam and I part to allow Bobby to drop the book against the trunk in a way I know would've made Dean furious. Yet remaining quiet another question perks when I notice the text "Bobby you read Japanese?" Furrowing his bushy brows offended, Bobby answers me right back in the language and I can't help but roll my eyes, "Show off."
