How It All Started (Dean Winchester Love story book 1)

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

"That's right. Which means people are gonna keep showing up at the hell house, running into him in person, somebody could get hurt." -Skye Lacey.

Episode 17 -Hell House

~MOTEL ROOM~

3RD POV

Sounds of the shower running. Skye is watching Tv. Dean enters and walks over to Sam's bed lifting a packet labelled 'Itching Powder'.

"Hey I'm back." Dean calls out. "Hey, where were you?" Sam calls out from the bathroom. "Uh, I went out." Dean says.

Dean picks up Sam's underwear from the bed and shakes the content of the packet into it. Skye shakes her head.

"So, I think I might have a theory about what's going on." Sam says from the bathroom as Dean is still shaking the contents into Sam's underwear.

"Oh yeah?" Dean asks. "What if Mordechai is a Tulpa?" Sam asks. "Tulpa?" Skye asks.

Sam emerges from the bathroom. "Yeah a Tibetan thought form." He says as Dean swings around hastily.

"Ahh, yeah, I know what a Tulpa is. Hey why don't you get dressed, I wanna go grab something to eat." Dean says and enters the bathroom, smiling at Sam as he closes the door.

Sam watches then turns. Skye just shakes her head and Sam picks up his underwear.

~EATING HOUSE~

"There you go gents and Lady." Server says. "Thank you." Skye says. "They make their way to a table, Sam grimacing and adjusting his jeans. Dean and Skye watch him.

"Hey you okay?" Skye asks. "Dude what's your problem?" Dean asks.

"Nothing, I'm fine." Sam says. "Yeah?" Dean asks. "Yeah." Sam says. "So, ahhh, all right keep going. What about these Tulpa's?" Skye asks.

"Okay, so there was this incident in Tibet in 1915. Group of monks visualized a golem in their head. They meditated on it so hard they brought the thing to life. Outta thin air." Sam says.

"So?" Dean asks. "That was 20 monks. Imagine what 10,000 web surfers could do. I mean Craig starts the story about Mordechai, then it spreads, goes online. Now there are countless people all believing in the bastard." Sam says.

"Now wait a second. Are you trying to tell us that just because people believe in Mordechai, he's real?" Skye asks as Sam looks uncomfortable.

"I dunno maybe." Sam says. "People believe in Santa Claus-how come I'm not getting hooked up every Christmas?" Dean asks. "Cause you're a bad person and Santa doesn't bring people strippers." Skye says.

"And because of this..." Sam says as he turns his laptop, showing Dean and Skye a photo of one of the Hell House symbols. "That's a Tibetan spirit sigil on the wall of the house. Craig said they were painting symbols from a theology textbook. I bet they painted this, not even knowing what it was. Now that sigil has been used for centuries, concentrating meditative thoughts like a magnifying glass. So people are on the HellHounds website, staring at the symbol, thinking about Mordechai...I mean I don't know, but it might be enough to bring a Tulp to life." Sam says.

"It would explain why he keeps changing." Skye says. Sam grimaces and adjusts himself again. "Right as the legend changes, people think different things, so Mordechai himself changes. Like a game of telephone. That would also explain why the rock salt didn't work." Sam says.

"Yeah because he's not a traditional spirit." Dean says as Sam still fidgets. "Yeah." He says. "Ok. So why don't we just...uhh...get this spirit sigil thingie off the wall and off the website?" Skye asks.

"Well it's not that simple. You see, once Tulpas are created they take on a life of their own." Sam says. "Great. So, if he really is a thought formed how the hell are we supposed to kill an idea?" Dean asks.

Sam is still itching and adjusting. "Well it's not gonna be easy with these guys helping us. Check out their home page." Sam says and shows Dean and Skye footage from the previous night.

"Since they've posted the video their number of hits have quadrupled in the last day alone." Sam says. "Hmph. I got an idea. Come on." Dean says.

"Where are we going?" Skye asks. "We gotta find a copy store." Dean says. They rise to go. Sam is itching and jiggling. "Guys, I think I'm allergic to our soup or something." Sam says.

Dean and Skye laugh as they walk away. "You did this?" Sam asks as they continue laughing. "You guys are friggin jerks." Sam says.

"Hey I'm not a jerk. Dean did it I just didn't stop him." Skye says. "Oh, Yeah." Dean says.

~TRAILER PARK~

Dean pounds on the door. Harry jumps a foot in the air and squeals. "Who is it?" Ed asks. "Come on out here guys, we hear you in there." Dean says.

"It's them!" Harry says. They stick their heads out the door. "Ah, would you look at that! Action figures in their original packaging-what a shock." Skye says.

"Guys, we need to talk." Sam says. "Yeah, um, sorry guys. We're ahhh, a little bit busy right now." Ed says. "Ok well we'll make it quick. We need you to shut down your website." Dean says.

"Man, you know these guys got us busted last night, spent the night in a holding cell..." Ed laughs. "I had to pee in that cell urinal. In front of people. And I get stage fright." Harry says.

"Why should we trust you guys?" Ed asks. "Look guys we all know what we saw last night. What's in the house. But now thanks to your website there are thousands of people hearing about Mordechai." Dean says.

"That's right. Which means people are gonna keep showing up at the hell house, running into him in person, somebody could get hurt." Skye says. "Yeah, yeah." Ed says.

"Ed maybe she's got a point, maybe.." Harry begins but Ed cuts him off. "Nope."

"No." Harry says. "We have an obligation to our fans, to the truth." Ed says. "Well I have an obligation to kick both your little asses right now." Dean growls.

Skye places her hand on Dean's chest and looks at him. "Dean-Dean, hey, hey, just forget it, all right? These guys...we could probably bitch slap them both, I could probably even tell them that thing about Mordechai...but they're still not gonna help us. Let's just go." Skye says.

"Whoa...whoa." Ed says. "Yeah, you're right." Dean says to Skye and they along with Sam start to walk away. Ed and Harry trailing behind.

"What you say about...?" Ed begins to say. "Hang on a second there." Harry cuts him off. "Wait...Wait." Ed says. "What thing about Mordechai you guys?" Harry asks.

"Don't tell 'em Sam." Skye says. "But if they agree to shut the website down Skye." Sam says. "They're not going to do it. You said so yourself." Dean says.

"No wait...wait. Don't listen to him ok? We'll do it. We'll do it." Ed says. "It's a secret Sam." Skye says. "Look, it is a really big deal all right. And it wasn't easy to dig up. So only if we have your word that you'll shut everything down." Sam says.

"Totally." Ed says. "All right." Sam says. Dean hands them some paperwork. "It's a death certificate. From the 30's. We got it at the library. Now according to the coroner, the actual cause of death was self-inflicted gunshot wound." Sam says.

"That's right he didn't hang or cut himself." Dean says. "He shot himself." Ed says. "Yep. With a .45 pistol. To this day they say he's terrified of them." Sam says.

"Matter of fact they say if you shot him with a .45, loaded with these special wrought-iron rounds-it'll kill the sonuvabitch." Dean says.

Ed and Harry snicker gleefully. Harry spins and bolts back toward the trailer, Ed follows more slowly. "Harry. Slow your roll buddy. They're gonna see we're excited." Ed says.