The Start of a Journey... and a First Disaster

"Yeah... I didn't know if I should have showed it to you, but now I guess I had too, but now I'm glad I did."

Dean gave a slight nod and looked at Selia. "I'm glad you did too," he said, squeezing her hand lightly as she told hold of his. All Dean wanted to do was just stay there, in that moment, holding Selia's hands. He wanted to forget about everything, about John, the Ship wreck, everything. But reality smacked him right in the face, for only seconds later John came walking back with Jane. Almost forgetting about the piece of paper Selia had shown him, the one he was still holding. He couldn't let John see it, so he quickly stuffed it into his jean pocket, hoping he didn't tear i or anything; even slightly damp paper could tear easily.

John noticed Dean slip the piece of paper into his pocket, but chose not to comment about it. It wouldn't matter later on, no matter what kind of information was found on the piece of paper. John silently took his seat, as Jane quietly placed each order in front of the correct person; the same creepy smile John always used plastered across her face. He stared at Selia a moment, his head fuming by the fact that he was not told about her 'intimate' relationship with Dean. He had been told they were close, yes, but nothing more. The boss will have a field trip when he found out.

"Well...enjoy your meal, Selia, Dean, John," Jane said, taking a short bow and leaving for the kitchen once again.

Dean looked down at his plate; the Smithy Burger looked like any old cheeseburger, so he took a small bite, and to his surprise, he found it quite good, almost exactly like those from Mickey D's. And when he thought about it, it did taste as though his burger was...reheated.

Knowing the Dean could tell something was strange about his burger, John asked, "So, Dean, how's your Smithy Burger?"

"Yeah, it's...okay," Dean said, not wanting to cause any sort of suspicion, he simply continued to eat his 'Smithy' Burger as if he never noticed anything strange about it being 99% identical to a typical Mickey D's burger.

Dean looked over at Selia, but almost at the exact same time, John had done the same. He didn't look at her that long, unlike John who continued to stare at her. John had noticed that she had been particularly quiet since they had begun their 'tour'. He wasn't sure how long he would be able to drag on his charade, he was getting tired of it already...he wanted to see the big finale. But, he had to follow his orders.

"So, Selia, do tell me, what do you think of the town's finest restaurant, Steel? Quite dazzling isn't it?" John took a small, almost minuscule bite from his fish. Dean observed him from the corner of his eye, curious as to why he would take such a small bite.

A few moments later, Jane returned, the same smile plastered on her face. "So, Selia, Dean, how are you enjoying your meal? I hope it is to your liking." She looked over to John, who once again, gave her a quick small nod. Jane nodded in return and turned her attention once again to Selia and Dean. "I will return in a moment to take your plates." With that, Jane turned on her heel and went back into the kitchen.

"But I'm not finished." Dean glanced down at his burger, he had barely eaten half way through.

"Well, we have a lot of ground to cover in such little time. So eat. Fast," John said, glaring at Dean, then at Selia. Dean looked at john, about ready to comment on how he too should eat faster, especially with those ant sized bites of his, but when he peered down at John's plate, he realized his food was completely gone. How was that possible? Dean didn't feel like hurting his brain over something so insignificant, so he overlooked the thought and continued to eat.

((It's okay! Mine ain't too grand either...lol.))

"Oh yes, it is very nice. I haven't been to many restaurants, so I have to say this is one of the nicest ones I've been in."

John shot his smile directly at Selia, not saying a single word. He then nodded, took yet another minuscule bit from his fish, before setting his fork and knife aside. He took a quick glance towards the kitchen and then focused back on Selia. "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed this one."

Dean remained quiet, silently eating hat was left of his burger, while at the same time observing his surroundings. He hadn't quite noticed until now that the few people who were in the restaurant, never talked. Or if they did, spoke very few words. It was just eat in silence, leave in silence. He found it extremely strange, but chose not to bring it up, especially with John around.

A few moments passed before Jane returned, waltzing through the swinging kitchen doors and making her way to their table, once again. She looked at John, who gave her slight nod, before she began removing their plates. She didn't make a sound, she simply grabbed the plate off the table, stacked them on one arm, and left. "Well, we must be going. So many places to see, so little time. In fact, I'm not even sure if we'll be able to see every store. Selia, is there any place you want to see in particular?"

"No, there isn't. But I suppose I would like to see this mayor, I have some questions for him, that I doubt you could answer."

John glared at Selia, before pushing his chair back, standing up, and said, "Very well, Selia." What an impatient little brat, thought John, but who could really blame her? Not even he could hold in the excitement much longer. He grinned and began to head towards the door.

Dean got up and followed behind, as far behind as possible without having John think something of it. He still had the piece of paper in his pocket, and he wasn't quite sure what to do with it. He leaned towards Selia as they walked and whispered, "What should I do with the paper?"

John knew that Dean and Selia would be plotting something, it was quite obvious, and he had a slight feeling as though it had something to do with that piece of paper Jane had mentioned. If only he had extra hearing like the Others. Soon enough he would get hold of that piece of paper, one way or another.

"Just keep it with you for now. I don't want to loose it..."

Dean gave a slight nod, padding the side of his jean pocket to make sure he still had the paper with him. He laced his fingers with Selia's as she took his hand, smiling slightly. Dena watched as they passed several more villagers, each one with an empty gaze, not even passing a glance at them, as if they weren't even there. "How much farther until we get to Smith Hall?" Dean asked, wondering how far the place exactly was. It felt as though they'd be walking for too long.

As John led Dean and Selia to <s>their death</s> Smith Hall, where Mayor Smith was waiting, he continued to review his plan within his mind non stop. He couldn't get anything wrong. There was no time for mishaps. He knew the Mr. Smith wanted to deal with Selia personally, that was clear, so he had handed the job of dealing with Dean to him. The only problem: what was he going to do? At the moment the only thing he could think of was killing him, but there was a 85,7% chance they they would need him in the future, as bait or persuasion. But it didn't matter really, everything would fall into place in due time. "We're almost there," John said with a small grin. All according to plan.