09x08 - Salty Dog - Part Five: Undertow
Episode Number: 09x08 of Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Salty Dog
Subtitle: Undertow
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 1,169
Rating: R
Warnings: language, violence
Status: Complete.
The first monster tracked to Charlotte, North Carolina. It didn't take long to find the skinwalker. After his resurrection, he went on a killing spree and managed to kill half a dozen people before Sam and Dean ganked him.
Both wanted to go home; now that they had one, returning to it felt like a victory. But they couldn't, now with half a dozen monsters out there. Sam pinpointed locales with his spell; then they followed up with research.
"Whatever it is in Illinois, it's been quiet," Sam said. "No bodies."
"Or it's a werewolf," Dean pointed out, "and the lunar cycle isn't right yet. We should tell Garth, maybe he can put someone on it."
"Why not - "
"Because I'm pretty sure this town you gave me has a siren," Dean replied. "Linden, Tennessee."
"Great. Did you check out - "
"Wisner, Louisiana? Yeah, definitely has a vampire on a killing spree, and pituitary glands are going missing from newly dead bodies in Carroll, Iowa."
"Kitsune?" Sam asked.
"Best bet. You find anything in the other cities?"
"Suspicious suicides in Reed City, Michigan. Not sure about Grandview, Missouri."
"Looks like it's a cross country trip for us," Dean said as he grabbed the keys. "Where do we start?"
Over the next two weeks, the brothers raced around the country. They discovered the monster in Grandview, Missouri was a djinn, and Dean took a nasty beating when they took out the crocotta in Reed City.
Garth and his contacts managed to take down the vampire in Louisiana and the werewolf when it finally struck in Illinois. The Winchesters ganked the siren and then the kitsune.
Sam shook Dean awake the morning after the kitsune hunt. They'd crashed in Iowa for the night.
"What? What?" Dean growled.
"Dean, com'on, we need to go. Now."
"What?"
"Those omens we saw before the monster hounds and stuff appeared in South Carolina - "
"What about them?"
"They're popping up somewhere else," Sam said. "Seriously, Dean, two days out, and it's an eighteen hour drive!"
"Where?"
"Princeton, New Jersey."
"What?"
Every molecule in Dean's body became alert. "No, that can't be... no."
"You wanna argue, or you wanna drive?"
"Let's go."
And they were out the door in ten minutes.
Dean prayed furiously, albeit silently, to Cas, telling him that the prophet could be in major danger. He hadn't even come back for his angel blade yet. Immediately Dean's mind went to the worst conclusion: something had happened to Castiel.
His phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Dean?" the angel's voice replied over the phone.
"Cas? You're calling me?"
"I can't teleport right now without drawing too much attention," Cas said. At least he sounded sorry.
"Cas, if this is another witch - "
"Angels are watching Kevin," Cas said.
"Come again?"
"When I checked in with him a few days ago, I felt them."
"Are you running? Is that - "
"No, I'm here with Benny. Although he's not happy about it."
Dean smiled. "Okay, that's something. Look, Cas - "
"We can talk about that later, Dean," Cas interrupted. "The angels protecting Kevin didn't follow me, which leads me to believe their orders are to protect him and nothing else."
"That's good."
"No necessarily. Their orders are to protect the prophet, without his knowledge."
"Meaning?"
"They will protect him but not his mother or your friends."
"Angel bastards," Dean muttered. "So he's safe, at least. Sam and I will protect the hunter 'tweens and Tiger Mom."
"I don't understand."
"It's okay, Cas, I'll call you later I guess."
"I would like that. I am very happy to hear from you, Dean. Always."
"Cas, shut up," Dean replied playfully. He hung up, muttering, "Jerk."
"You make up with him?" Sam asked from behind the wheel.
"Where are we going?" Dean demanded when he took the wheel.
Sam jerked awake to reply, "Uh, there's a cemetery... Tall Meadow Cemetery."
"Maybe you should sit in the back," Dean suggested.
Sam had already fallen back asleep.
They didn't have time to scout a warehouse or rent a trailer. They drove straight to the cemetery in Princeton just hours before monsters were predicted to touch down. They prepared outside another, smaller mausoleum. They had low ammo and no idea what would come through this time.
"Call Krissy," Sam said to Dean as they pressed more silver rounds.
"Not yet."
"Dean - "
"Panicking them is not a good idea," Dean said. "Right now, we don't know if there's anything to worry about. There might be one pooch, we kill it, no problem."
"Right, because that's what happened the last time?"
"There's no time."
He was right; it was dusk.
The silence was oppressive.
They waited.
And they waited.
And they waited.
"Sam, you sure about the omens?"
"Yes, they were the same ones that led us to Abbeville."
"Then, what the hell?"
Olivia Bannister knew the two meddlers that found her work in South Carolina would find her again, so she took countermeasures to ensure success. She picked a smaller mausoleum; after all, this time she need only pull two through, not twelve.
She ordered the reaper she ensnared, Evonne, to teleport her into the building so no one would see her enter. Then she sent him to purgatory to complete their work.
About an hour after the two idiots arrived, Evonne returned in a swirl of black smoke, which blustered into Olivia.
"You have done well," Olivia heard someone else say with her mouth.
'The two men in the cemetery, they're the ones - ' Olivia tried to speak, but she couldn't. The words echoed hugely in her head.
"Sleep now, I'm taking over," said the demon now possessing her body. "And those two, whoever they are, they're not important. I'll take care of them when I get around to it."
The demon turned its new body to face the reaper.
"Your name is Evonne?"
The reaper nodded.
"I am your new master. You may call me Paimon. We have much work ahead of us."
They vanished just as dusk turned into night.
Dean and Sam kept watch until dawn, but nothing went in or out. After the sun came up, they inspected the marble tomb and found two hex bags.
"Maybe it didn't work?" Dean suggested.
"We should destroy these," Sam said, "so they can't complete the ritual again."
They made quick work of it. Sam dropped the two talismans into the curse box. Dean torched the rest of the bags.
"I say we pay the hunter 'tweens a visit," Dean said.
"What happened to not wanting to freak them out?"
"Just say we finished a job nearby and wanted to check in. They've got a guest room, right? We can crash there."
"But Kevin is in college, so he'd - "
"According to Cas, he's got angels protecting him."
"You're willing to trust angels? I mean besides Cas," Sam said.
Dean didn't reply.
"Couldn't hurt to stay a few days," Sam agreed. "It'd be nice to see Krissy again."
Dean dialed up Mrs. Tran.
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09x09 Once Upon a Timepiece
Primary Post: 09x08 Salty Dog
Primary Post: Season 9 Fan Fiction (S9FF)
Title: Salty Dog
Subtitle: Undertow
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word Count: 1,169
Rating: R
Warnings: language, violence
Status: Complete.
The first monster tracked to Charlotte, North Carolina. It didn't take long to find the skinwalker. After his resurrection, he went on a killing spree and managed to kill half a dozen people before Sam and Dean ganked him.
Both wanted to go home; now that they had one, returning to it felt like a victory. But they couldn't, now with half a dozen monsters out there. Sam pinpointed locales with his spell; then they followed up with research.
"Whatever it is in Illinois, it's been quiet," Sam said. "No bodies."
"Or it's a werewolf," Dean pointed out, "and the lunar cycle isn't right yet. We should tell Garth, maybe he can put someone on it."
"Why not - "
"Because I'm pretty sure this town you gave me has a siren," Dean replied. "Linden, Tennessee."
"Great. Did you check out - "
"Wisner, Louisiana? Yeah, definitely has a vampire on a killing spree, and pituitary glands are going missing from newly dead bodies in Carroll, Iowa."
"Kitsune?" Sam asked.
"Best bet. You find anything in the other cities?"
"Suspicious suicides in Reed City, Michigan. Not sure about Grandview, Missouri."
"Looks like it's a cross country trip for us," Dean said as he grabbed the keys. "Where do we start?"
Over the next two weeks, the brothers raced around the country. They discovered the monster in Grandview, Missouri was a djinn, and Dean took a nasty beating when they took out the crocotta in Reed City.
Garth and his contacts managed to take down the vampire in Louisiana and the werewolf when it finally struck in Illinois. The Winchesters ganked the siren and then the kitsune.
Sam shook Dean awake the morning after the kitsune hunt. They'd crashed in Iowa for the night.
"What? What?" Dean growled.
"Dean, com'on, we need to go. Now."
"What?"
"Those omens we saw before the monster hounds and stuff appeared in South Carolina - "
"What about them?"
"They're popping up somewhere else," Sam said. "Seriously, Dean, two days out, and it's an eighteen hour drive!"
"Where?"
"Princeton, New Jersey."
"What?"
Every molecule in Dean's body became alert. "No, that can't be... no."
"You wanna argue, or you wanna drive?"
"Let's go."
And they were out the door in ten minutes.
Dean prayed furiously, albeit silently, to Cas, telling him that the prophet could be in major danger. He hadn't even come back for his angel blade yet. Immediately Dean's mind went to the worst conclusion: something had happened to Castiel.
His phone rang.
"Hello?"
"Dean?" the angel's voice replied over the phone.
"Cas? You're calling me?"
"I can't teleport right now without drawing too much attention," Cas said. At least he sounded sorry.
"Cas, if this is another witch - "
"Angels are watching Kevin," Cas said.
"Come again?"
"When I checked in with him a few days ago, I felt them."
"Are you running? Is that - "
"No, I'm here with Benny. Although he's not happy about it."
Dean smiled. "Okay, that's something. Look, Cas - "
"We can talk about that later, Dean," Cas interrupted. "The angels protecting Kevin didn't follow me, which leads me to believe their orders are to protect him and nothing else."
"That's good."
"No necessarily. Their orders are to protect the prophet, without his knowledge."
"Meaning?"
"They will protect him but not his mother or your friends."
"Angel bastards," Dean muttered. "So he's safe, at least. Sam and I will protect the hunter 'tweens and Tiger Mom."
"I don't understand."
"It's okay, Cas, I'll call you later I guess."
"I would like that. I am very happy to hear from you, Dean. Always."
"Cas, shut up," Dean replied playfully. He hung up, muttering, "Jerk."
"You make up with him?" Sam asked from behind the wheel.
"Where are we going?" Dean demanded when he took the wheel.
Sam jerked awake to reply, "Uh, there's a cemetery... Tall Meadow Cemetery."
"Maybe you should sit in the back," Dean suggested.
Sam had already fallen back asleep.
They didn't have time to scout a warehouse or rent a trailer. They drove straight to the cemetery in Princeton just hours before monsters were predicted to touch down. They prepared outside another, smaller mausoleum. They had low ammo and no idea what would come through this time.
"Call Krissy," Sam said to Dean as they pressed more silver rounds.
"Not yet."
"Dean - "
"Panicking them is not a good idea," Dean said. "Right now, we don't know if there's anything to worry about. There might be one pooch, we kill it, no problem."
"Right, because that's what happened the last time?"
"There's no time."
He was right; it was dusk.
The silence was oppressive.
They waited.
And they waited.
And they waited.
"Sam, you sure about the omens?"
"Yes, they were the same ones that led us to Abbeville."
"Then, what the hell?"
Olivia Bannister knew the two meddlers that found her work in South Carolina would find her again, so she took countermeasures to ensure success. She picked a smaller mausoleum; after all, this time she need only pull two through, not twelve.
She ordered the reaper she ensnared, Evonne, to teleport her into the building so no one would see her enter. Then she sent him to purgatory to complete their work.
About an hour after the two idiots arrived, Evonne returned in a swirl of black smoke, which blustered into Olivia.
"You have done well," Olivia heard someone else say with her mouth.
'The two men in the cemetery, they're the ones - ' Olivia tried to speak, but she couldn't. The words echoed hugely in her head.
"Sleep now, I'm taking over," said the demon now possessing her body. "And those two, whoever they are, they're not important. I'll take care of them when I get around to it."
The demon turned its new body to face the reaper.
"Your name is Evonne?"
The reaper nodded.
"I am your new master. You may call me Paimon. We have much work ahead of us."
They vanished just as dusk turned into night.
Dean and Sam kept watch until dawn, but nothing went in or out. After the sun came up, they inspected the marble tomb and found two hex bags.
"Maybe it didn't work?" Dean suggested.
"We should destroy these," Sam said, "so they can't complete the ritual again."
They made quick work of it. Sam dropped the two talismans into the curse box. Dean torched the rest of the bags.
"I say we pay the hunter 'tweens a visit," Dean said.
"What happened to not wanting to freak them out?"
"Just say we finished a job nearby and wanted to check in. They've got a guest room, right? We can crash there."
"But Kevin is in college, so he'd - "
"According to Cas, he's got angels protecting him."
"You're willing to trust angels? I mean besides Cas," Sam said.
Dean didn't reply.
"Couldn't hurt to stay a few days," Sam agreed. "It'd be nice to see Krissy again."
Dean dialed up Mrs. Tran.
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