Neighbor, Michigan - Early Tuesday Morning

[single_man_tear]

The day started with a police report from the town of Neighbor, Michigan. A man had returned home late in the evening and had been attacked even though all the doors were locked and there was no sign of forced entry. He was found by the maid the next morning and was currently at the local hospital in critical condition.

Without wasting any time, Dean had (rudely) yanked Liliana out of her morning slumber and dragged her to the Impala and then driven through an extra large Portalocity portal. The morning light was just starting to creep up over the horizon as he pulled up in front of the familiar house.

Without saying a word he put the automatic transmission of the Impala into park, turned off the engine and stepped out of the car to start rummaging through the trunk.

“I know this type of thing is your specialty,” he called out. “But I need you to listen and do what I say when we go in there. My world, my ghost and my rules.”

[NFB due to distance.]

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[single_man_tear]

It wouldn't be the first time blood was spilled in that car.

Mustering his strength, Dean bent down and gathered up Liliana to carry her back to the Impala. "Lawn? Yeah there's an entire-"

He pulled the door open to watch the yard turning into a dead vegetation zone.

"Oh. Good. That won't attract any attention," he grumbled, carrying her out to the car. He got there and put her back on her feet as he opened the door to the back seat. "I heard you over the phone. I know you said you did it for yourself but-"

He looked at her in all her blood and gore glory.

"Clearly it cost you something. I... Thank you."

[deathsmajesty]

"Of all the people I didn't do it for, I didn't do it for you the most," Liliana said, settling into the passenger seat with her eyes closed. Her head was pounding and the glorious morning sunshine wasn't helping at all. "I will take any opportunity to spite angels and your god isn't the boss of me."

Look. You be mature when most of your blood was decorating heaven's antechamber.

[single_man_tear]

"He certainly isn't," Dean said buckling her in and then closing the door. "But you went above and beyond to spite someone. As in nearly killing yourself."

He got in the car and immediately got lightheaded.

"I'm taking us someplace so we can recover. We got hours before we catch the next portal."

[deathsmajesty]

"I am very good at spiting," Liliana mumbled. "Yes. Good. Somewhere warm. I'm cold."

Colder than normal, even.

"Comfortable accommodations." Liliana, honey, you needed to specify better than that.

[single_man_tear]

"I know just the place," Dean said as the engine roared to life. Within moments they were back on the road.