He'd already thrown the punch. Might as well go all the way... Be filial to the very end. Dean clenched his fist and, taking advantage of Gabriel—err, his own father's—head being turned to the side, swung.
Poor Gabriel was still anxiously awaiting Dean's reply.
Seeing the punch descend, he thought Dean was going to break their agreement and, finally, shouted in despair, "Damn your mother!"
SMACK.
Gabriel's eyes rolled back, and he passed out.
Looking at the unconscious Gabriel, Dean smirked inwardly. Might as well just do it. After all, it's not like you haven't done it before. If you hadn't, where would I be?
Carrying his father on his shoulder, Dean followed the method Dr. Sean had previously described, operated the elevator, and descended. He eventually arrived in an underground passage, two meters high and illuminated by motion-sensor lights.
The passage didn't seem long.
