Who: Molly, Dean, Harry, OPEN! What: rescue When: following this Where: downtown Warnings: tbd
Dean grabbed his gear, his pistol with the suppressor and extra ammo. Then he grabbed his phone and sent off a message to Sam and Cas. And then he headed downstairs to meet the wizard, and rescue the girl. He still couldn't get over the fact that Harry was a head taller than Sam, never mind the fact that the tall man was obviously a pretty heavy hitter in the mojo department. But maybe, here, in the middle of the zombie apocalypse, that wasn't such a bad thing.
"I don't suppose you've got any flying monkeys that could get us there any faster?" Dean asked, sizing Harry up.
Harry had his blasting rod, his staff, his rings, shield bracelet, pentacle, and all his pockets full of various and sundry wizarding paraphernalia. He spared the hunters a wry smile, shook his head, and took point. He'd give Dean points for the referential wisecracking, but no way was he leaving Dorothy's rescue to Toto and friends. "Nope, and no apparating either. Guess that's ten points from Gryffindor. Maybe we can win 'em back in action."
Dean grinned. Now that they were talking the same language... "Let's roll."