10x00 - Dreaming from the Waist - Part One: Shooting Dice

Mar 25, 2014 17:38

Episode number: 10x01 of Season 10 Fan Fiction (S10FF)
Title: Dreaming from the Waist
Subtitle: Shooting Dice
Author: dracox-serdriel
Word count: 692
Rating: R
Warnings: language, violence, graphic descriptions of violence, sexual scenarios


Somerset, New Jersey. Sam hated clearing buildings room by room. For one thing, it took much time. For another, the effort was mostly pointless in the supernatural world. But Dodge insisted on it, so he continued the search, door by door.

"Downstairs is clear!" he yelled.

Dodge trudged down the staircase, which was a good indication that the upstairs was clear as well.

"Nothing," Dodge said before Sam could speak. "Not even disarray."

"They must've gotten onto us," he said quickly. "Maybe they used that woman to lead us here; throw us off their trail."

"Yeah, well," Dodge replied, holstering her gun, "it worked, way too well. We've got nothing."

Sam yanked the front door open. "I wouldn't say 'nothing,'" he replied.

Dodge let out a soft, "Huh."

Just inches away from the door, a mangled body stretched across some kind of fabric, possibly a shower curtain.

As she stepped toward the body to examine it, she said, "Bet this is their idea of a joke."

"Just like the others," Sam said. "Beaten to a pulp."

"Still warm," she remarked as she took the victim's pulse in vain. "And from the looks of it, he was still alive when they started beating," she added. "He fought back."

"Too bad it didn't do him any good."

Dodge strained up. "Sam, I've gotta call this in."

"No. Hell, no," he said. "I'm not leaving you alone out here. Not with Amazons dropping victims off like pizza! They must've just been here - "

"I gotta call this in," Dodge interrupted. "I can just stumble over a body and not mention it, regardless of who - or what - killed the person."

"It's Amazons," Sam repeated.

"Dog, bone," Dodge said bluntly. She handed off her keys. "FBI can't find you here."

"If you're not at the car in five - "

"I will be," Dodge cut him off.

Lebanon, Kansas. Crime scene photos covered the long tables of the Bunker's War Room. Dean paced as he listened to his brother prattle on and on.

"It's gotta be Amazons," Sam insisted. "They said they'd be back to wreck our lives, and bodies start to drop in New Jersey."

"Except that none of these dudes look like the Amazon vics we've seen," Dean replied. "Got both his hands and feet. No symbol carved on his chest. And, that whole two-year cycle thing isn't on for this year."

"All bets are off," Sam said. "We slaughtered dozens of them rescuing you. We can't expect them to be just business as usual."

"Plenty of things beat people to a pulp, Sammy," Dean said. "I'm telling you, I've stared at every Amazon-related book on the shelves here. Got whackos who enlisted the Amazon's help and got slaughtered for their trouble - with the symbols and everything - but other than that, nada. Maybe, just maybe, this is something else."

"Like what?"

"Attack monkeys," Dean replied. "Pissed off ninja assassin vamps. People."

"Seriously? People?" Sam asked. "You think people did this?"

"Yeah, could be a whole, you know, steroid juicing thing," Dean replied.

"Got tons of books about whackos who enlisted the Amazon's help and that kinda thing, but nada on them just attacking in random parts of New Jersey. They don't work like that."

"Next time you plan on being a dick for a whole call, just say so as soon as you pick up," Sam replied as he hung up.

"Wow," Dean commented as he pocketed his phone.

"You're right," Castiel said as he abruptly entered. "I couldn't detect anything at the morgue that suggested possession, monsters - anything."

"Yeah, well, Sammy can't take a break," Dean replied. "We've had nothing for two solid weeks, and he's climbing the walls."

"Two weeks since we rescued you," Cas pointed out.

"'Rescue' is a strong word. I was just, you know, waiting for you guys. Knew you'd swing by and pick me up," Dean said quickly.

"Usually you would be, 'climbing the walls,' as you said, after a week with no cases," Cas said.

"Guess I got better things to do," Dean said as he laced his index finger through the belt loop on Cas's jeans.

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