Dean sighed, his face showing sympathy for Travers as he stared at him.  It seemed the man really loved his wife, if he was willing to just stay with her after finding out she was a skinwalker.  Dean could relate.  As he answered his phone, he stepped away from Travers and turned his face toward the bathroom.

As Mika explained to him what she had found, he narrowed his eyes, listening.  Slowly, his face began to turn to anger, as she explained that Travers had indeed been lying to him.  He turned back to Travers, his eyes burning holes into him as he stared and continued to listen.

“Alright.  Get out of there and get yourself back here…”, Dean started, before he heard the other voice on the line, “Mika?  MIKA?!”

Hearing the phone hit the ground, after her voice broke off, Dean pulled his phone from his ear, holding it to his forehead and squeezing it to the point that it made a sound, straining against his grip.  He clenched his jaw and let a sigh leave his nose.

“You’re going to take me to them.”, he whispered to Travers, slowly opening her eyes and turning toward him, with rage in his eyes, “Wherever the solicitors are…You’re going to take me to them.  My partner just got ambushed, while she explained to me that YOU ARE A LIAR!”

Dean roared, his body falling forward to place two angry strong hands on Travers thighs.  He was now in panic mode, as well as ‘tired of the bullshit’ mode.  Mika was in trouble and they still didn’t know exactly what the hell was going on.  He wanted answers….now.