Post by StoryGirl83 on Sept 21, 2013 23:05:01 GMT -5
Chapter Seventeen - Something’s Not Right Here
Victor sat on his couch, uneasy. Wyatt had been rather vague about what was going on, but he had understood enough to know his grandsons were taking Sam to the Manor. That was enough to cause worry by itself, but the fact that Wyatt hadn’t explained what was going on worried him more.
Pounding on the door stopped Victor in his thoughts. He sighed and got up when he reached the door he looked through the peephole. He didn’t recognize the young man standing out there, so he left the chain on the door as he pulled it opened.
“Where’s my brother?” The young man demanded.
“What?” Victor asked, confused. Maybe this guy had the wrong door.
“I said, where’s my brother, d**nit!” the young man repeated, more forceful this time. “They said he came here.”
“I don’t even know who your brother is,” Victor protested.
“Sam,” Dean informed him. “My brother is Sam Winchester. Now where is he?”
Victor stared at him shocked. “Aren’t you supposed to be dead?”
Dean frowned at him. “Who told you that?”
“Sam did.”
Dean digested this quickly. “Then, he is here.”
“No, he’s not here,” Victor countered. “He left.”
“He thinks I’m dead,” Dean repeated, the words hadn’t quite sunk in. “The paramedics told me they never saw him. And he hasn’t been answering his phone.” He glanced around, as if expecting to see something. “Something strange is going on. Any chance you’ll let me in or tell me where I can find him?”
Victor considered the stranger on the other side of the door. “What did you say your name was, son?”
“Dean, and I’m not your son.” Dean scowled at him. “Sam. Where is Sam?”
“He’s trying to help my grandsons,” Victor told him slowly. “I think he’s trying to rescue my daughters and my son-in-law.”
Dean didn’t like the sound of that. “Rescue? From what?”
Victor shook his head. “I don’t know.”
Dean groaned. He didn’t like the sound of that. “Well, tell me where he is, so I can help out. I am not leaving my little brother to the mercy of some unknown foe. d**nit! Tell me where he is.”
Victor pushed the door closed and unchained it. He pulled the door opened enough to let Dean in. “Come in and we’ll talk. I don’t think there is anything you can do at this point. The boys would have contacted me if something went wrong and they’ve been gone over an hour, so whatever is going to happen is already over or going on now.”
“Then, I have to get there,” Dean informed him, not stepping one step forward. “Where is my brother?!”
“There are some things you need to know before you get anywhere near that house,” Victor informed him as he waited with the door opened.
Dean, deciding this man wasn’t going to budge until he listened scowled and walked in.
Victor closed the door behind him.