Running Up That Hill Δ SPN [2]

036. CHARLIE

Sam and Ophelia are in the basement that Sam is keeping Rowena at while she translates the book.

"Nothing? You've got nothing?! Rowena, it's been days! You said the codex would crack the code." Sam says.

"I am an artist, Samuel. These things cannot be rushed. Perhaps if I weren't chained up... I'm really not at full strength." Rowena says.

"Yeah, and you won't be at full strength. No witchcraft. Look, I need the cure for my brother from the book, and if you're stalling--"

"Why on earth would I stall?! I want the Mark off your brother for my own protection! I want out of these chains and out of this pit, and I want you to hold up your end of the deal and kill Crowley. You do remember the deal, do you not, Samuel?"

"Believe me, I have no issue killing Crowley!"

"Trust me, we've both wanted to do it for years." Ophelia says.

"The problem is, the language Nadya used in the codex is damn near indecipherable. She was a gifted witch but a selfish pig. Once she cracked a code, she then coded its secrets for herself." Rowena explains.

"So... now we need to break a code to... break a code?" Sam asks.

"Quick, aren't you?" Rowena asks.

"God, people with their trust issues and secrets." Ophelia complains.

"Listen, Dean gets worse every day. Get this tone." Sam states.

"You won't forget the grocery shopping, will you?" Rowena asks.

"No." Sam says.

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Sam and Ophelia get back to the bunker, Dean sitting at a table in the library.

"Wow." Dean says.

"Hey." Sam greets.

"Well, you two look like crap on toast." Dean says.

"I just haven't... really been sleeping well." Sam says.

"Uh... girl stuff." Ophelia comes up with.

"It better not be more boys." Dean says.

"What? No. It's the monthly girl stuff." Ophelia says.

"Yeah, uh... well, you need heating pad or chocolate or cuddles, let me know. There is Snickers in the kitchen, actually, from your last one."

"Thanks." Ophelia manages a quick smile before leaving, letting Sam deal with Dean alone.

She gets to her room and a knock soon follows, the girl turning to find Nathan.

"Hey. How'd it go?" He quietly asks.

"Oh, well, you know... she is just as annoying as her son." Ophelia says making Nathan chuckle.

"But you're good? You don't look that great." Nathan says.

"Thank you. That's... that's the best compliment ever." Ophelia sarcastically remarks. Nathan's eyes widen, realizing how that sounded.

"I-- I didn't mean you look awful. You just-- you-- I-- I'm really sorry. You look kind of tired. But not-- but not ugly or anything. You're still beautiful." Nathan assures. Both of their eyes widen at the last part, cheeks turning red.

"I'm-- I'm, uh... I'm gonna go." Nathan points to the door.

"O-- uh, okay." Ophelia mumbles and Nathan practically runs out. She stands in shock until she's interrupted by another voice.

"Hey." She turns to see Libby. "You ask him out yet?"

"That's not-- no." Ophelia says.

"Why are your cheeks so red?" Libby asks.