Being Alive ( D.W)

"Leave Me Alone"

A few days later. night. At he bunker. In the kitchen. 

Dean was hard at work building the board game, Mousetrap, and struggling to make it work.

Jack and i were in the kitchen, preparing snacks. 

Me " Do you think we have enough?"

We could hear Dean yell "Son of a bitch!"

I laughed a little. 

Jack "I thought this was supposed to relax him."

I smirked " Um, it will-- I hope. I just thought it would be nice to stay in for a change. How about you? Feeling better?"

Jack sighed annoyed " Everybody keeps asking me that."

Me " We're family. It's our job."

Jack "Well, it's annoying."

Me " Jack... if you ever want to talk or...vent..."

Jack nodded " You're here. I know."

I nodded "All right.Let's go"

Jack grabbed my bowls of snacks and we walked into the control room. 

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Dean"Winchester game night is a go-- soon as Sammy gets back here with the two double-pepperoni meat blasters and..."

He looked at Jack disgusted " ...a pineapple."

Jack smiled "I like it."

Dean " Yeah, it's like a crime against humanity."

I sat down  next to Dean, nodding "mhmm"

Mary handed Dean his phone " You missed a call."

Dean grabbed it and answered it. 

Then he stood up, confused.

Me "Dean?"

He put the voice mail on speaker "Help me, please! Dean. It's me. It's Donatello."

Jack "Donatello?"

Donatello "I need help. You and Sam. Help me, please! Hith-'o-rehr, shqodh... ki'o-yivkha has-sa-tan, k'ar-yeh sho-'ehgh, mith-hal-lehkh, u-mvaq-qehsh 'eth asher, yval-leha'."

Then he hung up and dialed Sam's number. 

He groaned annoyed " Sam's not answering his phone. This whole damn town's a dead zone. All right. We got to go."

Jack "What do I do?"

Dean nodded " Stay here. When Sam gets back, play him that voicemail and have him call me on my spare. Got it?"

Jack nodded " Got it."

I nodded "I'll stay here too"

Dean nodded "okay"

Then he breathed out annoyed " So much for game night."

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Sam " I should be there with you.....No, it's not.....Yeah, I did.....No, that's not-- It's not Enochian. I-I-I think it's Ancient Hebrew..... We don't know yet. I'm still working on it.....Watch your back."

Then he hung up. 

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Donatello "Hith-'o-rehr, shqodh... ki 'o-yivkha has-sa-tan, k'ar-yeh sho-'ehgh..."

I froze "Wait a second. Wait, wait, wait."

Donatello "...mith-hal-lehkh..."

Me "This --"