𝙎𝙖𝙢, 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖, 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙣'𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜.
"Let me see your knife." Sam says.
"What for?" Dean asks.
"So I can gouge my eyes out." Sam says, Scarletts face flushes red.
"It was a beautiful, natural act, Sam." Dean says.
"It's a part of you I never wanted to see, Dean." Sam eyes go to Scarlett who's blushing hard.
Dean chuckles, slaps Sam on the thigh. "Hey, I appreciate you giving me a little quality time with the Scarlett."
"Yeah, no problem." Sam says quietly.
"Really? Well, I got to say, I was expecting a weary sigh or an eye roll, something." Dean says.
"No, not at all. You deserve to have a little fun." Sam says. Scarlett rolls her eyes, she's embarrassed Sam walked in on her and Dean.
"Well, I am in violent agreement with you there." Dean chuckles. "What's Bobby got?"
"Not much. A crop failure and a cicada swarm outside of Lincoln, Nebraska. Ahh, could be demonic omens –" Sam says.
"Or could just be a bad crop and a bug problem." Dean says.
"Yeah, but it's our only lead." Sam says.
"Any freaky deaths?" Dean asks.
"Nothing Bobby could find – not yet, anyway." Sam says.
"It's weird, man. I mean, the night the devil's gate opened, all these weirdo storm clouds were sighted over how many cities?" Dean asks.
"Seventeen." Scarlett speaks up.
"Seventeen. You'd think it would be "Apocalypse Now," but it's been five days and bubkis." Dean says. Sam looks at him, confused. Dean pauses. "What are the demons waiting for?"
"Beats me." Sam says.
"It's driving me crazy. I tell you, if it's gonna be war, I wish it would just start already." Dean says.
"I don't know, man. Be careful what you wish for." Sam says.
𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩 𝙢𝙤𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙣, 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙖𝙢 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙥 outside a farmhouse outside Lincoln, Nebraska. Dean gets out munching on a sandwich or burger. The air is filled with the sound of cicadas.
"Hear those cicadas?" Sam asks.
"That can't be a good sign." Dean says.
"No. No, it can't." Sam says.
"So,we're eating bacon cheeseburgers for breakfast, are we?" Bobby greets them.
"Well, I sold my soul. Got a year to live. I ain't sweating the cholesterol." Dean says.
"So, Bobby, what do you think? We got a biblical plague here or what?" Sam asks.
"Well, let's find out. Looks like the swarm's ground zero." Bobby says.
Dean pounding on the farmhouse door. "Candygram!"
No answer but cicadas chirping. Dean picks the lock and opens the door; they cover their noses in disgust.
"That's awful." Scarlett says.
"That so can't be a good sign." Dean says.
Dean enters first, Sam behind him with a gun drawn. They creep through the house; stopping in the second room, they can hear what sounds like panicked screams.
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