Ley Lines

[iron_and_salt]

Sam wandered back from the Lawrence Public Library bank of printers and spread the sheets of paper on the table in front of Dean and Xander.

"Okay," he said, pointing, "Starting at the macro, there's some vague shit here about ley lines crossing tectonic plates.  Apparently, when the plates shift, there's like, an energy flare.  There are also

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[a_righteous_man]

Dean looked up from his computer where he had been busy reading his email and composing a lengthy report on his journal back to the Foundation. He climbed out of his chair and turned around to sit facing the table, resting his arms against the back of the chair.

He listened to Sam's analysis and was quickly becoming more and more interested in the topic as he produced the maps. The North American one was just covered in ley line markings and it was focused on geological features.

Dean's breath caught in his chest when Sam shifted the maps and put down the one of the Great Lakes.

"Son of a bitch. That's a Devil's Trap!" He declared. "That's made out of ley lines?!" He looked up at Sam, eyes wide.

[iron_and_salt]

Sam beamed. "I know, right! Missouri said she saw a Devil's Trap, and I think that's it. I think we have to go to Michigan."

[a_righteous_man]

Dean's excitement wavered. "Is it just me...or is this turning out to be way too easy?" He peered at his brother and then over to Xander. "You'd think we'd be running into something by now." He sighed and leaned into the chair more, scratching at his head.

"Before we leave, we should check up on the area...and someone should stock up our first aid kit. Mosely said Cas was wounded." Dean sighed.

[iron_and_salt]

Sam's face fell. "Shit," he said. "You're right. That was too simple. Any idiot could find that." He checked his watch-- they'd been there almost two hours. "Okay, yeah, do you want to go out and get supplies, or do you want me to?"