The Legend

"They are after the Winchester family friends? There can't be many left, especially in John's case…" says Bobby after I informed him about the yellow-eyed plans.

The old bachelor was initially shocked to see a woman lying on his couch, but quickly composed himself after sprinkling holy water over her…

After retrieving a whiskey bottle, he pours us some and continues, "The more problematic thing is that it seems to be really after Sam and this special Colt that everyone says is only a legend."

"Yes, and now the demons have double the reason to go after them," says Cthylla as she takes out her phone, probably to call Sam, and walks out of the living room with her glass of whiskey.

While I take a sip and ask Bobby, "So, the Colt is something that every hunter knows about?"

"Probably, because the Colt and its maker are like bedtime stories for hunter's children. But since a weapon that can kill everything would be too good to be true, it remained only a wet dream for the adults. Well, at least until now…"

"I'm intrigued… tell me more about it," I say to him, since I'm somewhat of a weapon maker myself.

"If you want, but shouldn't we call—"

"Don't worry, Anna can handle that, so tell me about this wet dream of a weapon," I interrupt the soft-hearted hunter, as one person is enough to make the call, and the brothers should be fine anyway since I can sense them coming closer right now…

He sighs and says, "Fine, let me tell you the story of it, which should explain everything. In 1835, a man named Samuel Colt made a revolver… a special revolver.

It's said he made it for a hunter, others say he made it for himself because he was a hunter himself. Anyway, along with the weapon, he also made 13 bullets, and with the Colt, the bullets can seemingly kill anything.

The exact number of bullets left is unclear, but it's said that the gun was used at least 6 times to eliminate some crazy freaks out there before disappearing."

Wow, this man is already a legend just for having such a name but creating a weapon that can kill anything makes him a double legend…

"How was he able to create such a weapon? Isn't that too much for a normal human?" I ask Bobby, since even for me, creating a weapon with that capability would be difficult.

"No idea, but however he did it, no one has been able to recreate it until now," says Bobby after emptying his glass.

Time to change that…

"No one is picking up, can you track them down?" Cthylla asks after returning from outside.

"Yes, I actually already know where they are," I say to them after emptying my glass too.

"Where?" they both ask in unison and I point at the door and say, "Here…"

Suddenly, we hear a car stopping outside, and then footsteps of two people running toward the house.

*Crack, Crash*

"Bobby! Are you here?!" screams Dean after Sam kicks in the door.

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Well, this is getting awkward...

The two Winchesters stand at the door with their weapons drawn while we sit around seemingly drinking and chatting.

"What the hell, Bobby! We're already considered the worst after we saw the corpses outside!" Dean screams angrily.

"Oh, sorry, I kind of forgot about them lying there... but I guess there's still time for it because Bobby doesn't get customers here anyway," I tell them while mentally giving Bobby a hit.

"I get a bunch of customers when you're not around..." says Bobby grumpily, standing up to walk to the brothers.

"Demons don't count..." says Cthylla with a grin while pouring more cheap whiskey into my glass.

He squints his eyes at her but doesn't say anything and turns towards the gun-wielding intruders and the broken door.

"We... we will fix that," says Dean with a strange smile, while Sam found something that alarmed him. "Dean, on the couch!" he says afterwards while gesturing at the lying blond woman there.

"This bitch!" screams Dean, before pointing his gun at her and pulling the trigger.

*Click* but I stop the hammer of his pistol before it can strike the bullet to the confusion of the brothers. "Easy there, the demon is not inside her anymore," I tell them and walk in front of the lying woman and continue, 

"What are you guys even doing here? Shouldn't you be playing somewhere else with the toy your father gave you?" 

Since the demon said that they found the Colt and John would be the one who would protect it the most, I guess they met up, and John was the one who led them to the Colt.

"I don't think that's important. The better question is why the hell did both of you not pick up your phone?" says Cthylla angrily, stepping in front of the two men, who suddenly became frightened boys again after seeing her hands on her hips.

She really sounds like an angry mother right now… maybe she can scold me afterwards too?

"What do you mean— oh, my phone is off..." says Dean, then looks at his brother, hopefully. Sam takes out his phone, saying carefully, "8 missed calls... my phone was in silent mode, sorry."

"Unbelievable..." says Cthylla with a sigh and then walks back to me. Now she is playing the disappointed mother, did she already adopt them?

Dean clears his throat and then says, "Anyway, we are here because we got a call from Meg that she is on the way to Bobby, to kill him. So we left Dad at the hunt alone and drove here immediately."

It seems that after the Ikea accident, John finally stopped running away from his sons...

"If your father hunts together with you, then it means that you were after that thing?" asks Bobby with a strange face.

"Yes... Dad is still on its track, but we needed to be sure that you are safe," says Sam, looking at the grumpy hunter, relieved.

"I understand... put the door up and come inside, we have some information for you," says Bobby, embarrassed before turning around and walking back to the table with the whiskey.

While Sam and Dean fix the door, or at least they try, and then follow him, making me and Cthylla laugh at their behavior.

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After sitting down and getting another drink, Bobby starts to tell them about how he fled into his panic room after seeing the demons, and that we know that the demons are after the Colt.

For some reason, Bobby leaves out that the demon also wants Sam…

"And you two dealt with the demons that easily, how?" Asks Dean, intrigued, looking at me and Cthylla.

"No, I was only a bystander, the lone wolf here dealt with them alone to save his dear friend."

"She means Rumsfeld…" I tell Bobby after he looks at me touched, then place the pistol with the enchanted bullets on the table.

"It is easy with this, even though the bullets sadly can't kill the demons inside the vessel…" I tell them, and they begin to look at me strangely, so I ask them, 

"You still have the knives and ammo I gave you, right? So, you should be able to deal with demons easily, too?"

"We kinda broke the knives while fighting hillbillies, and our pistols were confiscated by the police so…" says Sam while Dean looks away as if he is not involved in it.

While suppressing the urge to facepalm myself and choosing to calm down by emptying my glass with whiskey instead, I suddenly remember something,

"I guess after finding the wonder colt, my weapons wouldn't matter anyway, right? Tell me, did you… did you bring it here?"

Dean's Jacket looks like it could hide one, and I am eager to see it.

"No of course not… we left it with Dad since he is after the yellow-eyed demon," says Dean lying through his teeth since I can hear his heart beating faster.

"Fine, keep your secrets, and prevent me from recreating it…" I say disappointed, nearly sharing a tear, but they look unimpressed to the amusement of my eldritch girlfriend next to me.

"Do you guys need help with the yellow-eyed thing, I'm sure Aiden is willing to help if you show him your gun afterwards," says Cthylla mischievously and with a hint of double meaning in her words.

"I don't know, Dad seems not to like you two much. He said he met you on his last hunt, and you screwed it kinda up…" says Sam while 

This fucker… but he is kinda right, but who would know that the cube that was holding the Ikea dimension together would break apart after I touch it?

Bobby looks confused at me and I tell him, "I met him while he was stuck in another dimension for a month or so and when we came out, his girlfriend landed back in her dimension, so really a mess."

Why do the brothers and Bobby look suddenly so strange at me? Did their father not tell them about it?

"I shouldn't have asked…" says Bobby while drinking now out of the bottle.

"Dad was trapped in another dimension…? That explains why we couldn't reach him," states Dean after solving something that seems to have bothered him. While Sam seems to be still processing the information.

*Ring, Ring*

Suddenly, Dean's phone rings, and he looks at the caller ID before asking, "Dad, did you find him?"

"Hi Dean, sorry but your Daddy is busy right now with my Daddy, so he can't speak," says a woman on the other side of the line.

"Meg! You bitch, what did you do to Dad?" screams Dean in his phone.

"Me? Nothing of course, but my father got angry after he disturbed him, and told me you should come here and bring the colt with you, or your father will die.

When you give it to me, maybe I will tell you where your father is. Ah, but leave the scary thing and his strange girlfriend at home, or you get the places where your father's pieces are instead. See you in Salvation, bye~."

*Smash* Dean throws his phone angrily against the wall and screams, "Sam! We need to go, she has Dad!" Sam nods and both try to run out while ignoring us completely, so I use my new speed and appear at the broken door before they can.

This makes them stop and step back carefully, while Dean places his hand in his jacket.

"Why do you guys want to run into the trap when you have someone here who can track down your father?" I ask them, smiling while catching a glimpse of the handle of an old colt from Dean's jacket.