Little town in Winsconsin, late Monday afternoon
Dean left the town library with a bounce in his step, after an afternoon of successful research. There was still a few things they needed to nail down, but at least they knew what they were dealing with now. He anticipated that he and Alec could have this whole thing wrapped up by the weekend.
Reaching the impala, he climbed in behind the wheel and pulled his phone out, turning it back on and checking his messages. (The head librarian had kinda looked like a ghoul, and had kept glaring at him when he'd talked to Alec, until he'd not only hung up, but turned the phone off as well.)
There was only one message waiting from Isabel. Dean listened to it, going absolutely still as her words sank in.
Then he was quickly hitting his brother's number on speed dial.
[OOC: for the brother]
Reaching the impala, he climbed in behind the wheel and pulled his phone out, turning it back on and checking his messages. (The head librarian had kinda looked like a ghoul, and had kept glaring at him when he'd talked to Alec, until he'd not only hung up, but turned the phone off as well.)
There was only one message waiting from Isabel. Dean listened to it, going absolutely still as her words sank in.
Then he was quickly hitting his brother's number on speed dial.
[OOC: for the brother]