Let Me Down Slowly Δ SPN [ 2 ]

chapter eight

It's nighttime and they're at the Campbell's compound.

"It's here somewhere. I know it." Sam says as they look around. "Help me move this." He tells Bobby and the two move Samuel's desk to reveal a trapdoor. Sam opens it and they all go down a ladder, Dean holding Evie.

"Welcome to the Campbell family library." Sam says.

"So, Samuel collected all this stuff, huh?" Dean asks.

"Apparently." Sam says.

"Wow. All right, well, what are we looking for?" Dean asks.

"Well, anything that'll put a run in the Octomom's stockings. Pick a row." Bobby says.

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They've been looking through books for a little bit and Evie is quietly playing Pattycake by herself out of complete boredom.

"Bingo." Bobby says. "Either of you jokers ever heard anything about a Phoenix?"

"River, Joaquin, or the giant flaming bird?" Dean asks making Sam smile.

"It says here that the ashes of a Phoenix can burn the mother." Bobby says.

"The mother?" Sam asks.

"Great. Where do we get one?" Dean asks.

"You got me. I thought it was a myth." Bobby says.

"All right, great. Well, let's see if we can find something out about a Phoenix." Sam says.

They continue to look through books while sitting at the table. Evie is now asleep on Sam's lap, lightly holding her dog to her chest.

"Guys. Guys, guys, guys, guys, guys." Dean calls. "Check this out. "March 5, 1861. Sunrise, Wyoming. Gun killed a Phoenix today. Left a pile of smoldering ash."" Dean reads out of a book.

"Really? Whose gun?" Sam asks.

"Colt's." Dean answers.

"Colt? Colt like--"

"Like the Colt. From... Samuel Colt's Journal." Dean grins, holding the book up.

"What? That's his?" Sam asks.

"Yeah." Dean nods.

"Dude, no."

"Dude, yes."

"Well, let me see it." Sam says, reaching for the book.

"Get your own." Dean says.

"Well, what else did he say about the Phoenix? What does it look like? Has it got feathers?" Bobby asks.

"It just says Phoenix." Dean says.

"Did he say where he tracked it?" Bobby asks.