"You sure"
"Callie, it's been three years since I last held you in my arms"
Have you ever thought you would lose the love of your life? Have you ever tried your hardest to get back that love? What if you get the second chance with that love but it'...
Calliope sits at the table, across from Sam, as they were both doing research for cases, when they hear the door to the bunker open. Looking up they see Dean coming back inside, "Hey, how did it go with Kevin? You find him a place?" Calliope asks him.
"Well, that little nerd is in a lovely warded motel room in Branson. He's got about 48 hours of pey-per-porn and Kenny Rogers ahead of him" Dean says as he comes down the stairs.
"How's he feeling?" Sam asks. "Well, he stared at the angel tablet and repeated the word 'falafel' for the entire ride. Kid's cracked. I'm hoping this break will, uh, clear his head. You know, after everything that happened, I figured we could use a little break ourselves. So, I , uh picked you up Season 1 of Game of Thrones. Figured we'd get a little takeout" he says to them.
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"Sounds fun" Calliope smiles. "Well, first, I think we might have found a way to help Cass." Sam says. "What, you talk to him?" Dean asks. "No" Sam says, "And by the way, I still don't understand why he left in the first place. I mean, the bunker is the safest place for him. Bartholomew and who knows how many other angels are out there gunning for him" Sam says.
"Hey, look nobody wants him here more than I do, okay? But, uh, he felt like he's bring trouble down on us, so he had to split. But if you got a way to help him, I'm all ears" Dean explains to Sam. "All right. So, Kevin said the table lit up like a Christmas Tree when the angels fell, right?" Sam says. "So?" Dean says.
"Well it turns out that at each light it is where a cluster of angels fell. So we've been thinking maybe there's some way to hot-wire this. It could track the angels. This way we would be able to help Cass stay steer clear of danger" Sam tells them. "This was your ideas?" Dean asks him. "Do you see anybody else in here?" Sam says to him.
"So, how would it work?" Dean asks "Oh, no idea" he tells him. "See, at first I thought the table was the computer, but it's not. It turns our it's just part of it. But I did find these cables underneath, and I followed them. You're never gonna believe what we found" he says as he then gets up as does Calliope and Dean follows them.
Sam opens the door to a room, and turns on the light, "Viola" he says showing Dean the room, where there is multiple machines inside. "This is a computer?" Dean asks. "Yeah" Sam tells him. "Uh, it was in 1951 when it was installed" Sam tells him.
"The crazy thing though is that it is not plugged into anything. I mean, Sam and I have no idea what is making this thing work." Calliope tells him.
Dean then touched part of the machine, "It's warm here" he says and both Calliope and Sam touch where Dean had touched. Dean tries to pry the panel off but it won't budge. He then goes to a nearby shelf, and finds a screwdriver, picking it up he comes and uses it to pry it off.
"Times like these I wish you had your powers back" Dean groans as he finally gets it off, and falls back, knocking into the shelf. "Got it" he grunts as he heads over to the machine. Sam takes out a flashlight and the three of them bend down closer to look. "Well, this looks simple" Calliope says. "Does it come with a manual?" Dean asks. "Got nothing in the archives, and I obviously couldn't find anything like it online. Not to mention I'm pretty sure that the Men of Letters doesn't exactly have IT support anymore, either." Sam tells him.
