The small café was bustling with commotion. Waiters are going to and fro the kitchen retrieving orders and serving the people. Several patrons enjoy the food and European atmosphere.
However not everyone is having a pleasant time. Jessica is one fo these people. Her hair is a mess, the waiter didn't get her order correct and her boyfriend forgot his wallet so they cannot pay the bill.
"I'm starting to think you do this on purpose." Jessica turned away from Sam and focused on the nearby table.
"I really don't." He said into his drink.
"You're totally unreliable."
Three pigeons land on their table. One on Sam's napkin and the others near Jessica's hands. The bird near Sam combusts into flames thus causing his napkin to burn. The flames transfer to his sleeve.
"You're on fire." Jessica says carelessly.
Sam turns his gaze onto his arm and lets the flames consume his clothes.
"I'm used to the heat."
Jessica opens her mouth to say something else but instead of words a strange beeping noise emits.
----
Sam slowly comes to consciousness. He's back in the US and his brother's car no less.
That was one of his only non nightmare-ish dreams in weeks.
" We've never been to a café." He mutters as he rubs the side of his face. The same beeping sound he heard in dream sounds off once again.
"What-the?"
Sam scrambles to find the noise and voila! It's his cell phone. Dean must've changed his ring tone or something.
"Hello?"
" Sammers? Hello?"
"Mona," Sam sits up in his seat, " how did you get my cell number?"
"That is not important right now. Look are you alone?"
"Yeah but not for long Dean's-"
"He's with you?
"Yeah. Why did-
"Listen to me, be careful okay? He's not who you think he is."
"What are you-"
"Dean's . . .mon. . . ful . .k?"
""Moan i'm losing you. Did you say something about a nun?"
" . . .losing you!"
The connection is lost.
"Great." Sam tosses his phone down and leans back again.
-----
The small café was bustling with commotion. Waiters are going to and fro the kitchen retrieving orders and serving the people. Several patrons enjoy the food and European atmosphere.
.However not everyone is having a pleasant time. Jessica is one fo these people. Her hair is a mess, the waiter didn't get her order correct and her boyfriend forgot his wallet so they cannot pay the bill.
"I'm starting to think you do this on purpose." Jessica turned away from Sam and focused on the nearby table.
"I really don't." He said into his drink.
"You're totally unreliable."
Three pigeons land on their table. One on Sam's napkin and the others near Jessica's hands. The bird near Sam combusts into flames thus causing his napkin to burn. The flames transfer to his sleeve.
"You're on fire." Jessica says carelessly.
Sam turns his gaze onto his arm and lets the flames consume his clothes.
"I'm used to the heat."
Jessica opens her mouth to say something else but instead of words a strange beeping noise emits.
----
Sam slowly comes to consciousness. He's back in the US and his brother's car no less.
That was one of his only non nightmare-ish dreams in weeks.
" We've never been to a café." He mutters as he rubs the side of his face. The same beeping sound he heard in dream sounds off once again.
"What-the?"
Sam scrambles to find the noise and voila! It's his cell phone. Dean must've changed his ring tone or something.
"Hello?"
" Sammers? Hello?"
"Mona," Sam sits up in his seat, " how did you get my cell number?"
"That is not important right now. Look are you alone?"
"Yeah but not for long Dean's-"
"He's with you?
"Yeah. Why did-
"Listen to me, be careful okay? He's not who you think he is."
"What are you-"
"Dean's . . .mon. . . ful . .k?"
""Moan i'm losing you. Did you say something about a nun?"
" . . .losing you!"
The connection is lost.
"Great." Sam tosses his phone down and leans back again.
-----
"What happened Mon?"
"The damn phone is what happened." Mona bangs her phone on the table in frustration.
"Hmm." Davan appears to be thinking.
"Hmm" That's all you ahve to say about this? Sammer's brother could be a demon and about to kill him! And "hmm" is all you have to say?"
"Hmm I think I know how to track them."
"And how do we did that?"
"With the help of fantastic and confusing technology."
"We don't have," Mona breaks off her train of thought when she notices her sister's expression, " you don't mean."
"Oh I do."
"But Ed-"
"Call them."
"I hate you."
Meanwhile
Ed and Harry's van( they had to trade cars because someone left a fish in the back seat and no one could get the smell out.)
"Ed, what are we doing? I mean the LA blew over and now we had to sell out computer to buy this car."
"Harry as long people believe in ghosts, we're fine."
"Do you think our fans are mad? I mean we haven't updated in months!"
Ed hands Harry something.
"Relax Har."
Ed's phone rings and they both freak out. Ed speeds up and almost hits the car in front him and Harry is fishing for the phone while trying to hold his relaxant.
"Chill dude. It's just the phone."
"Answer it! It could the producer again!"
"Hello?" Ed tries to grab the phone as Harry listens.
"Mona! Hey-what?"
"Harry ask her! Ask if-"
Harry motions Ed to shut up.
"Well we don't exaclty have the right-
Ed grabs the phone from Harry.
"We'll do it!" Harry grabs the phone back
"Yeah but there is a tiny prob-okay bye then."
"Dude your cousin wants me."
"Shut up Ed."