What A Family

Angelic Powers

If wasn't a fun experience when we got home. There was yelling, Gabe wasn't please I made out with some guy. Jack had jokes around that I had cheated on him but we 'broke up' and got in with our lives. Lucifer was grumpy about Not being there. Daddy was just pissed the whole thing was even happening. But now it's all better. We're leaving the state once a month to go do hunts and do hunts in state once a week. It's great.

On our first trip, we're in our home town. So far, we have no idea what the hell is going on.

"Okay, guys, why are all these people be electrocuted?" I shout, "They have no goddamn connections."

"Do you want something to drink?" Cas offers.

"Beer?" I wiggle my eyebrows.

"No." Cas rolls his eyes.

"Some coffee would be nice."

"Adda-girl." Dad throws a sharpie at me and I chuck a peanut back.

"You two are children." Cas signs, "One coffee with some creamer and one coffee with no creamer coming up."

"Thanks daddy you're the best."

"I am aware."

I stare at the wall, crossing my arms. This is insane. How can three people have the exact same deaths but be three totally different people? A baker, a banker, a bartender, and a garbage man. None of them have any relation.

"Uncle Sam, do you mind going and checking their back grounds and stuff?" I look over and he nods solemnly and opening his photos, "I want everything about these guys. No, there is a pattern. It's been girl, boy, girl, boy. So now we just have to look for a girl with the same fate at these sorry souls."

"Well, they all went to the same high school." Sam sighs, "But it doesn't seem as if they were all connected."

"Mutual friends?" I squint.

"A few."

"What are they like?" I ask.

"Well, three of them were on the student council but apparently they all butt heads on Facebook a lot, so many different political opinions. One was in the chess club and one wasn't in any clubs."

"Remove the three from the student Council. Look into the one with no clubs."

"Her name is Sarah Schwarts." Sam sits back, "She's currently in a complicated relationship with a pet turtle named Michael Angelo-" I cut him off by snorting- "And works at Buffalo Wild Wings as a bartender. She's supporting her sick mother financially so she has another part time job working at a day care."

"Day care by day, bar tender by night. Sarah Schwarts." I chuckle, "Fun fun fun. Okay, what about the chess nerd."

"Gregory VanHousen, married with a kid-"

"Throw him out." I sigh, "He's happy."

"Dammit, Alex, are you suggestion Beer Nanny is the killer?"

"Nope, just the next victim. I don't know killer."

"Why is she the next victim?" Dad asks.

"Uncle Sam, what clubs were all out previous victims in?"

"None."

"Ooh, coincidental." I roll my eyes, "Maybe there was an unofficial club and now they're all being wiped out."

"Why would you say that?" Cas hands me a coffee, "Sorry, I've been listening."

"No no, it's fine daddy. Thank you!" I take a sip of my coffee, "Well, if you look, they're all in complicated relationships. And, two of them have been to Buffalo Wild Wings in the past month, the other two in the past week."