Computers are for Idgits (Annali)

[bobbysinger1]

“Doesn’t do well with Technology…” Bobby muttered. “Old man huh?” he asked to himself. He was mumbling as he went back to his place and started going through his books. “Just cause I do things the ‘old fashioned’ way don’t mean I don’t know how to do things the modern way. Sometimes the old fashion way is BETTER then the modern way.” He mumbled to himself as he got some books out and tossed them on the table. The final seal. Bobby was put in charge of finding out about the final seal. He didn’t even know where to start right now. He was hoping to go to Vegas of course, but he wondered if they figured he was too old for that kinda thing. He kept muttering to himself as he got more books out.

Nice of Dean to include him along with Sully, but Bobby didn’t say anything about that either. He was happy to be with Annali, and he DID like research. He just hoped they thought that he COULD handle himself. It wasn’t like he was an old man for Cripes sake! Sure he was the oldest hunter in the room, but…that usually meant wiser too. Bobby took out about ten different books and started reading on them.

The first book he took out was the bible. Bobby wasn’t very religious, but he did believe in prophecy’s and the end times. He knew the bible was pretty straight forward on that kind of thing, and he also knew that they would need more info on that then they realized. He knew trying to talk religion to Dean was a waist of time, even though Castiel just appeared and showed himself to the younger hunter. Ever since Cas came, Dean was finding it easier and easier to talk religion, though he had questions, who didn’t, but Bobby wasn’t getting into that discussion again.

He loved those boys like his own, and he didn’t want to see them get hurt, not anymore, not with how many times he had to watch in the first place. When Dean was in Hell, Bobby drank, a LOT. Sam had gone off on his own thing, and Bobby knew Sam was trying to make deals to get Dean back, that much was obvious. Bobby tried calling the boy more then once, but of course, he hadn’t wanted to be found. Bobby was a bit hurt that Sam left him though he didn’t say. Dean was the same way when Sam died. Dean had snapped at Bobby and told him to stay away, so, once again Bobby was put on the backburner. He understood, Dean and Sam were brothers, and he guessed that Dean didn’t want to risk loosing Bobby either, but Bobby wondered if they ever realized how much it hurt him as well when one of them died, and they died a few times now.

Bobby started reading through Revelations. The seals. He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples finding it a bit….boring and redundant. The angels came out, blew their trumpets, ect…. Same old stuff. He already read it thousands of times, but he was trying to see if there was another clue, one he missed. The final seal. What would the final seal be? The final seal would be opened by the demons, but HOW? He sighed as he continued to read through Revelations. Of course most of it was about the Earthquakes, ect….

Bobby turned to another book. The next one wasn’t as interesting, though it did speak about the 66 seals and the relationship to the bible and Revelations. Angles…. The thing was Bobby didn’t trust the angels. The only angel he trusted was Cas, and it seemed as though he wasn’t completely sure he could trust him. The angels seemed to have their own agenda, although Cas was starting to do his own thing, so Bobby thought maybe he WAS somewhat trustworthy.

Bobby finally decided to hit the computers. Who says he doesn’t know technology? He hoped Annali would be able to help though because he was pretty bored on his own, though he was used to it. Mostly it was his time to have his own drinks and not be bothered by it.

Bobby went to the liquor cabinet and grabbed the Whiskey. It WAS the end of the world so why not? He deserved a little fun didn’t he? After all, he and Annali could party a bit together.

[The Preceptor]

Annali had always prided herself on being resourceful. Research was one thing that she absolutely loved to do... learning new things, there was nothing like it. But this was a big deal. It was up to she and Bobby to figure out what the final seal was and if they failed... well that put the apocalypse in their hands. It was a LOT of pressure... and she was feeling it big time.

She stood in the kitchen waiting for the coffee pot to finish brewing, pulling down two large coffee cups from the cupboard. In the next room she could hear pages rustling and the occasional sigh that signified that Bobby was feeling just as stressed out as she was. Annali could only imagine what he was going through. She was still relatively new to all of this supernatural business... but Bobby had been at it for years and she imagined that he was beyond worn out from all of the fighting. She had a feeling that she would have been exhausted long ago if she had been through half of the things some of the hunters she had met had been.

The strong, sweet aroma of freshly-brewed coffee as she filled the two cups, stirring in a measured amount of sugar in both and a bit of milk in hers. She dropped the spoon into the sink and carried both steaming cups into the study, where Bobby sat at his desk in front of the computer and surrounded by stacks of books. She set one of the cups gently in front of him and grabbed up the whiskey bottle. "Sorry, Bobby. Need you on top of your game for this one," she said, a look of sincerity in her eyes. She didn't blame him for wanting to drown this one out with alcohol but they needed his mind 100% sharp.

After returning the whiskey bottle to the cabinet, she grabbed whatever book was on top of the stack and sat down in the worn leather chair, sighing softly as she opened it and began skimming the pages for anything that stood out that might tell them more about how to stop their impending doom.