"Where did you last put it, Dean?"  Sam yelled urgently as the two fumbled through the weapons in the Impalas trunk.

"In don't know Sammy! That's why I'm asking!" Dean retorted angrily.

"Guys...what are you looking for?" Cas asked.

"The Sword of Bruncvik." The brothers said together.

"Before Eve we fought some dragons who were kidnapping virgins," Sam said.

"So I went to a friend of Bobby's and got the sword from her. Now I just can't remember where I put the damn thing."

"Maybe you don't need that sword. Maybe you could get a different one." Jack said simply.

"Where are we gonna find another sword forged with dragon blood?" Dean questioned.

"Excalibur." Sam said, putting down the vase of holy oil in his hands.

"Really, Sam? How the hell are w-"

"Hello boys."

"Crowley."

"It seems that the two of you are looking for the sword 'Excalibur' is that right? Well, I just happen to know its location." Crowley said with a devilish grin.

"Can you please help us kill a dragon, Crowley." Dean asked, annoyed.

"You'll owe me boys. You also very lucky. I happened to buy it at the auction where little Kevin and the tablet were on display." Crowley said. He disappeared.

"Okay...now we wait." Sam said to his brother as he shut the lid of the trunk.

Dean sat on the hood of his Baby and opened a beer, Sam did the same.

"Here you are, boys." Crowley said, suddenly appearing next to the Impala.
Dean jumped up,dropping his beer.

"God...damnit." He mumbled under his breath.

"Wow. Thank you, Crowley." Sam said.

Crowley smiled and handed Sam the sword. He disappeared.

"What do you think we'll owe him, Dean?"

"No clue, Sammy. But I know one thing. We're gonna go kill ourselves a dragon. To the sewers!" Dean responded, slowly getting louder with each word.

"Your an idiot, Dean." Sam said under his breath at his brother.

The four got into the Impala. Jack looked to Castiel in the back seat, as if he expected him to stop the boys. Cas smiled at him and turned his head towards the front of the car.

"What if we talk to those people, Dean?"

"Dragons aren't reasonable, Cas. They prey on virgins and horde riches. They're monsters." Dean responded in a much more serious tone of voice then what he had a few seconds before.

Before Cas could try again Sam turned and shook his head very clearly saying "don't." The Impala raced of down the road to the nearest entrance to the sewers.

(Authors Note: I'm so so sorry! I'm really bad at posting and my Wattpad doesn't seem to like giving me notifications unless it's when someone post a story. Anyway, thank you @YugodaEliatrope and @Duedropwaters for making me continue this story + others. I think I got both those right. Thank you!)