Meanwhile, Bobby – cleaned up and looking like an investigative reporter for National Geographic – is interviewing some random guy who is apparently a collector of all things Lovecraft. This guy has a definite…um…respect…for Lovecraft’s…talents.
Collector: He should be taught in schools. He’s up there with Dickens and Dean Koontz.
Bobby: You must be catnip to the ladies.
Collector: I’m in a long-term online relationship.
Bobby asks him about March 10, 1937. The Collector wants to know if Bobby is working with the other guy – trench coat, looks like Columbo, talks like Rain Man. Bobby, his face shifting with the realization that they are still one step behind Cas, sits back slightly and tells the Collector that they’re with rival magazines.
The Collector tells Bobby that H.P. had a dinner party on March 10th – and the invited were six worshipers in a Black Magic Cult (he says it with capital letters). He says that they tried to open a door into another dimension. But, since there was no mention of cthulhu in the morning papers, they weren’t successful. He says he has a collection of letters about the night, but when he goes to get them, he sees that they’re missing. No prizes guessing who took them.
Bobby leaves and calls Sam – who is walking through the junkyard as he talks.
Bobby: Lovecraft tried to jimmy a dimensional door. Idjit.
He dug further and found out that every guest invited to the party was either dead or missing within a year. He’s going to have a chat with one of the guests that wasn’t invited. The maid had a nine year old boy and he’s currently locked in the same mental ward he’s been at since that night. *sad* He asks Sam if they have a lead on Lisa and Ben.
There’s a noise from the garage that Sam has finally reached in his trek through the junkyard.
Sam: We’re making a few inquiries.
We see inside the garage and Dean is torturing a demon, finally stabbing it to death with the Demon Killing Knife.
Bobby: How’s Dean?
I love that he asked. *rubs heart*
Sam: ‘Bout how you’d expect.
Back in the garage, Dean raises the bloody knife, saying, “Next customer.”
Sam steps inside the garage and there’s a bald-headed demon strapped to a chair in the middle of a Devil’s Trap. This whole scene made me hurt for Dean. First of all, the methods of torture used upon him and that he subsequently used on others during his tour in Hell have obviously not gone far from his mind. And with as caring as he can be to those few he lets in, he is definitely a dangerous person.
It made complete sense and was at the same time so very sad that he’d been pushed to this again – forgetting that the demons were possessing people. Two years ago, when Sam would dispatch demons in such a manner, it shocked Dean. It was one of the reasons, I think, that Sam thought Dean would understand his logic that using the demon-blood-enhanced-Force to pull the demon from the body without stabbing them to death was the better way to go.
But now, after all they’ve been through – after tours in Hell, after a year separated and a half a year with a stranger staring at him from his brother’s eyes…after loss after loss and facing down the Devil himself…after betrayal after betrayal and watching his last friend walk away from him – Dean has come back to using torture to get what he needs, damn the consequences of killing whomever the demon rode.
Sam: Dean, you’re running on whiskey and coffee…and whatever else you’re taking.
Dean: Yeah. And?
Sam: We’re grasping at straws here, man.
Dean (half-turning so that we see his profile, then darting his eyes slightly to the side to look at Sam): If I kill enough of these demons, eventually one of them’s going to tell me where Crowley is.
Sam: You’ve been at this for awhile. You need a break. Let me take over.
Dean moves away and Sam puts a hand on his arm to stop him. Dean pulls himself free.
Dean: Sam, back off! Lisa and Ben…wherever they are…it’s 100% on me. And if they’re hurt…. (his voice chokes off and he looks away) I’ll yell if I need you.
Sam looks almost chastised as he watches Dean return to the demon. Dean left them to protect them – and whether or not Sam remembers any of it, by now he obviously knows that truth. To have this happen to them despite Dean’s efforts to the contrary…well, it’s killing him and Sam can see that. He leaves the garage and calls out to Cas.
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