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The brothers were back from their last investigation, back to Boby.
It had been a few day that Dean at mostly spend on his car when one morning he approached Sam. This in itself would not have been unusual if it hadn’t been for the fact that Dean wanted to do a hunt in…
"- In Siberia ? Really ? You can’t be serious why the hell would we go to Siberia ?
-I just think we should check it out, there are entire chunk that seems to disseaper , object that move and the local are reporting weird shit, that’s our schtick." Dean said trying to defend himself in front of is confound brother. Sam sighed.
"-What’s this about ? You didn’t do anything else than working on your car for days and suddently you come with a job ?"
Sam stared at Dean who stared back without saying a word before mumbling something under is breath.
"-What ?
-I need parts for the Impala… at that answer Sam started laughing.
-And the best you could find was in Russia ? You know we’ll have to take flight to go there ?" Dean’s shoulder dropped at that but he nodded.
And that’s how the brothers found themself on a flights to Siberia. Sam would have probably not accepted if it wasn’t for Dean’s insistence.
When Dean Winchester himself volonterary get himself on a plane you know he didn’t have a choice and wasn’t being dramatic. Hell they even had to let their weapon behind to pass the security checks, and both knew how incomfortable that was. But this entire trip seemed to want to cause problem.
Once at the aeroports Sam and a still shaking Dean had to loan a car to get to a little town in the middle of nowhere to then go back hours later to a bigger city just to ship the parts to Boby (something the grumbling old siberian guy wasn’t ready to do apparently) before finding a motel to crash at.
That same evening they where eating in their room thinking about the hunt.
"- I mean Dean, we don’t have guns or anything really, hell we can barely communicate with these people.
-We can find something, we have the EMS, salt…
-That’s barely anything ! Responded Sam his voice louder
-I know ! It’s just… It fell wrong to let something like that !" Dean seemed to strugle with himself.
"-It’s our jobs, and we’re barely 2 hours away from it !" Dean was no walking back and forth in the small room barely illuminated by a single dangeling lightbulb.
"-Fuck ! I am going outside for a smoke !"
While Dean was gone Sam finished his meal before looking up some more info on the place. Most of the article online were in russian (wow what a surprise) but some site for paranormal fanatic had stuff on it. Apparently the activity happend in a forest and sometime impacted some of the closest village, bright unexplained light in the sky, apparition, object that changed place somt that disappeard. Those could be explained by a lot of things but the oddest thing was the apparition of crater that looked almost like explosion exept for the fact that they appeard out of nowhere. A good news was that one of the closest town had developed some kind of tourism around the forest. Which meant 3 things : they will find a local that talk english that will openly share information, they can ask question without looking to out of place and this all may be an stunt created to get people to visite the place…
When Dean got back they decided to rest for the night and decide wether or not it was worth it in the morning. The travel had left them exhausted.
That night an abandonned bunker in the middle of a forest haunted Sam’s dream. -Erase your light-. Scream, gunshot, strange yellow hall unwinding in themself with nonsensical proportion. -Take your flight-. Smilling shadow, a strange voice speaking almost robotically, a blue light, an explosion. -To a place where you will be remembered-. Helicopter circling the area, corpse linguering in chaotic cold room, a screaming black mist…
Sam awoken suddently in a cold sweat. He must have screamed because Dean is already awake at his side. But for a moment all Sam can do is hold is head in pain .
-To a place where you will be loved.-