We spent days in the motel. We tracked every killing going back about a year. Cops had no clue what it was but had the entire town on alert for large animals. All the killing were within a five mile radius of each other as well. One house in particular was right in the middle of it all. There was only one person living in it as well.
The next full moon wasn't for another three and a half weeks, so we ended up heading back home for the time being. We kept track of the house and neighborhood. I went back to school. Everything was almost normal again.
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FanfictionDean had been taking care of Sam for years. Even after he quit high school, he still stayed so that Sam could finish it. He got a job at a repair shop and no longer relied on his Uncle Bobby or his dad. He supported him and Sam on his own. One day...
