Dean stared at Sam in open-mouthed amazement. “The doorway between worlds?”
“Don’t 你 remember, Dean?” asked Sam. “After we finished the last case, we ran into that weird storm, just like this one, in Ohio.”
Dean thought and nodded. “Oh, yeah, yeah, I do remember. It hit like a ton of bricks, then there was that blinding flash, and then it was over, just like it had never happened. And then we stopped in at that little 餐车, 晚餐, 小餐馆 for supper.”
Sam nodded, his face tight and pensive. “And that’s where we found the newspaper headline about Richard Walker’s death.”
“When was this?” asked Samantha. “What time?”
“Uh… about seven o’clock, the night before we came here.”
Samantha looked over at D. “We left that 餐车, 晚餐, 小餐馆 just before seven. That’s the deviation we were looking for. The storm slowed 你 down and when 你 came through, 你 did everything we did, just about half an 小时 later.”
“Yeah,” D said, “come to think of it, we had just gotten into our room when 你 boys showed up.”
“So it’s these storms that carry us back and forth?” presumed Dean.
“Apparently,” Sam said. “We’re in the middle of it right now, so we can access information on either side of the barrier.”
“That’s great,” Dean said. “We’re standing on the threshold. Who’s gonna carry us over?”
“More importantly,” D said, “how do we keep from going through?”
Sam stared out the window, and a slight smile crept onto his face. “Of course! Dean, that blinding light- that was sheet lightning, from the storm!”
Dean’s eyes widened hopefully. “You mean… 你 mean that’s the door?”
“If it is, 你 guys should have lots of chances,” Samantha said. “That sheet lightning’s all over.”
“What are we waiting for?” 说 Dean cheerily. He hurried over to his 床, 床上 and started packing. Meanwhile, Sam searched online for the last resting place of the late Sharon Walker.
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Less than ten 分钟 later, Sam and Dean swung themselves into the repacked Impala. Sharon still held Dean’s salt gun, so D had grudgingly donated hers to the boys.
The rain had stopped falling from the 橙子, 橙色 sky, but the purple lightning continued to flash, accompanied 由 increasingly 更多 deafening peals of thunder. D leaned in through Dean’s window. “Now, remember, when 你 get back, don’t celebrate too much. 你 find those 识骨寻踪 and burn ’em, got it? Otherwise, I’ll come through the gate myself and kick your 屁股 up and down the interstate.”
Dean nodded and replied sarcastically, “Yes, sir.”
“You found where she’s buried?” asked Samantha.
Sam nodded.
“Great,” Samantha said. “Well, it was nice meeting 你 guys.” She smiled tightly, insincerely. “Take care of yourselves.”
Sam nodded. “Yeah, you, too.” He didn’t even try to smile.
Samantha walked around the car and stood beside D, who was looking at the boys somewhat wistfully. Dean saw the young woman’s look and said, “What?”
D shook her head. “Nothing. Get out of here!”
Purple lightning flashed all around them. All Sam and Dean had to do was drive into one of the sheets. Dean started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.
The car was engulfed in a blinding, purple flash. Samantha winced at the sight.
When the light had disappeared, so had the car.
Samantha sighed, staring at the spot where she had last seen them. “You think they’ll be all right?’
“Of course they will,” D said, covering her own anxiety with pretended annoyance. Samantha noticed the difference, though. “Why do 你 ask?”
Samantha just shrugged.
D’s look grew concerned. “Are you gonna be all right?”
Samantha nodded slowly. She couldn’t meet D’s worried gaze. “Come on,” she said, turning back to their room. “It’s not over yet. We’ve only got half an 小时 before the ghost appears.”
D was still watching the road where they’d last seen the Impala. With a sad, heavy sigh, she turned and followed Samantha.
“Don’t 你 remember, Dean?” asked Sam. “After we finished the last case, we ran into that weird storm, just like this one, in Ohio.”
Dean thought and nodded. “Oh, yeah, yeah, I do remember. It hit like a ton of bricks, then there was that blinding flash, and then it was over, just like it had never happened. And then we stopped in at that little 餐车, 晚餐, 小餐馆 for supper.”
Sam nodded, his face tight and pensive. “And that’s where we found the newspaper headline about Richard Walker’s death.”
“When was this?” asked Samantha. “What time?”
“Uh… about seven o’clock, the night before we came here.”
Samantha looked over at D. “We left that 餐车, 晚餐, 小餐馆 just before seven. That’s the deviation we were looking for. The storm slowed 你 down and when 你 came through, 你 did everything we did, just about half an 小时 later.”
“Yeah,” D said, “come to think of it, we had just gotten into our room when 你 boys showed up.”
“So it’s these storms that carry us back and forth?” presumed Dean.
“Apparently,” Sam said. “We’re in the middle of it right now, so we can access information on either side of the barrier.”
“That’s great,” Dean said. “We’re standing on the threshold. Who’s gonna carry us over?”
“More importantly,” D said, “how do we keep from going through?”
Sam stared out the window, and a slight smile crept onto his face. “Of course! Dean, that blinding light- that was sheet lightning, from the storm!”
Dean’s eyes widened hopefully. “You mean… 你 mean that’s the door?”
“If it is, 你 guys should have lots of chances,” Samantha said. “That sheet lightning’s all over.”
“What are we waiting for?” 说 Dean cheerily. He hurried over to his 床, 床上 and started packing. Meanwhile, Sam searched online for the last resting place of the late Sharon Walker.
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Less than ten 分钟 later, Sam and Dean swung themselves into the repacked Impala. Sharon still held Dean’s salt gun, so D had grudgingly donated hers to the boys.
The rain had stopped falling from the 橙子, 橙色 sky, but the purple lightning continued to flash, accompanied 由 increasingly 更多 deafening peals of thunder. D leaned in through Dean’s window. “Now, remember, when 你 get back, don’t celebrate too much. 你 find those 识骨寻踪 and burn ’em, got it? Otherwise, I’ll come through the gate myself and kick your 屁股 up and down the interstate.”
Dean nodded and replied sarcastically, “Yes, sir.”
“You found where she’s buried?” asked Samantha.
Sam nodded.
“Great,” Samantha said. “Well, it was nice meeting 你 guys.” She smiled tightly, insincerely. “Take care of yourselves.”
Sam nodded. “Yeah, you, too.” He didn’t even try to smile.
Samantha walked around the car and stood beside D, who was looking at the boys somewhat wistfully. Dean saw the young woman’s look and said, “What?”
D shook her head. “Nothing. Get out of here!”
Purple lightning flashed all around them. All Sam and Dean had to do was drive into one of the sheets. Dean started the car and pulled out of the parking lot.
The car was engulfed in a blinding, purple flash. Samantha winced at the sight.
When the light had disappeared, so had the car.
Samantha sighed, staring at the spot where she had last seen them. “You think they’ll be all right?’
“Of course they will,” D said, covering her own anxiety with pretended annoyance. Samantha noticed the difference, though. “Why do 你 ask?”
Samantha just shrugged.
D’s look grew concerned. “Are you gonna be all right?”
Samantha nodded slowly. She couldn’t meet D’s worried gaze. “Come on,” she said, turning back to their room. “It’s not over yet. We’ve only got half an 小时 before the ghost appears.”
D was still watching the road where they’d last seen the Impala. With a sad, heavy sigh, she turned and followed Samantha.
