The hunter from Uni.

Praise the lord.

(Sorry this chapter took awhile, it took awhile to figure out what job Kat would do while the boys are priests since they wouldn't have had time to get a good nun outfit for her.)

I approached the watching crowd while Kat stayed asleep in the car, and I was getting a weird feeling from Sam knowing about this before it happened.
"What happened?" I asked the woman next to me,
"Suicide. Can't believe it" she told before Sam joined up on her right side.
"Did you know them?" He asked,
"Saw him in every Sunday at St Augustines. He always seems...seemed, so normal. I guess you never know what's going on behind closed doors." She confessed making me stare straight ahead.
"Guess not." I told agreeing with her.
"How did...ahh. How are they saying it happened?" Sam questioned.
"I heard they found him in the garage, locked inside his car with the engine running." She told.
"Do you know about what time they found him?" Sam asked and I knew what this was about.
"Oh it just happened about an hour or two ago. His poor family. I can't even imagine what they're going through." She told as we saw the family crying and looking distraught over everything.
I looked towards Sammy slightly to see him grimacing before turning to walk away, making me follow after him. We walked back to Baby, where I leaned against her bonnet.
"Sam we got here as fast we we could." I told to help make him feel better.
"Not fast enough. It doesn't make any sense man. Why would I even have these premonitions if there wasn't a chance I could stop them from happening?" He asked but I didn't have any explanation for him.
"I dunno." I told making him shake his head and let out a sigh.
"So what do you think killed him?"
"Maybe the guy just killed himself? Maybe there's nothing supernatural going on at all." I told making him shake his head more.
"I'm telling you, I watched it happen. He was murdered by something Dean. I watched it trap him in the garage." He told.
"What was it, a spirit, poltergeist, what?" I asked knowing he was getting a bit worked up.
"I don't know what it was. I don't know why I'm having these dreams, I don't know what the hell is happening Dean." He told making me just stare towards him for a moment. "What."
"Nothing." I told with a shrug before thinking about it and speaking again. "I'm just, I'm worried about you man and I'm sure Kat is as well."
"Well, don't look at me like that!" He ordered making me look away.
"I'm not looking at you like anything." I told before glancing back. "Though I gotta say, you do look like crap."
"Nice. Thanks." He told with a dry tone and I began to move to open the car door.
"Come on, lets just pick this up in the morning. We'll check out the house, talk to the family." I told.
"Dean, you saw them, they're devastated They're not going to want to talk to us." He pointed out making me think for a second before I realised what would.
"Yeah you're right. But I think I know who they will talk to." I told.
"Who?" He asked making me smirk.
Before we could say anymore we heard a noise in the back making us look to see Kat was rubbing her eyes.
"Hey princess. Sleep ok?"
"Yeah. Why aren't we in the motel room anymore?"
"Case might've come up and I didn't want to wake you."
"Dean made sure to get all your things before leaving."
"That's good."
'She always looks peaceful when she is sleeping.... I wish we knew what was happening with her.'

I pressed the doorbell as we all stood in front of the house.
"This has gotta be a whole new low for us." Sam told as he tried to get comfortable with his shirt buttoned all the way up.
"I can not believe I'm dressed like my mother." Kat added as I turned to smirk towards them before back at the door.
The door opened to show the man who was comforting the wife on the step last night, to show him it was intact two priests and a receptionist for the church.
"Good Afternoon. I'm Father Simmons, this is Father Frehley and our new receptionist Lavender Smith. Pseudonyms We're new junior priests over at St Augustines. May we come in?" I asked making him nod before letting us in. "Thanks."
"We're very sorry for your loss." Sam told.
"We understand how hard it must be for you and your family." Kat added before I spoke up,
"It's in difficult times like these when the Lord's guidance is most needed."
"Look, you wanna pitch your whole 'Lord has a plan' thing? Fine. Just don't pitch it to me. My brother's dead." He told before the wife appeared.
"Roger. Please!" She told before he began to move away.
"Excuse me." He told before leaving.
"I'm sorry about my brother in law. He's...he's just so upset about Jim's death. Would you like some coffee?" She asked.
"That would be great." I told making us all smile.

Sam was in the armchair while me and Kat took over the lounge, and Ms. Miller as we learnt her name was, poured coffee for us and handed it to us.
"Thank you." Kat told as she took it.
"It was wonderful of you to stop by. The support of the church means so much right now." Ms. Miller confessed.
"Of course. After all we are all God's children." I told with a smile before she walked away.
As soon as she had her back towards us, me and Kat quickly got a cocktail sausage from the coffee table. While I was chewing contentedly, I was about to put my arm behind Kat like I usually did when I saw Sam shaking his head at me.
"What?"
"Just...tone it down a little bit, Father. Also try not to put your arm around her while we are here." He quietly told making me pretend I was just stretching before lowering my arm back to my side as Ms. Miller returned.
"So Ms Miller, did you husband have a history of depression?" I asked.
"Nothing like that. We had our ups and downs like everyone but we were happy." She told before breaking down. "I just don't understand...how Jim could do something like this."
"I'm so sorry you had to find him like that." Sam told as Kat moved to be closer to her and take her hand in hers.
"Actually, our son Max, he was the one who found him." She told gesturing towards the kitchen.
Sam had a look while I noticed Kat seemed a bit out of it.
'Is she ok?'
"Do you mind if maybe, I go talk to him?" Sam asked.
"Oh thank you Father." She told making him get up and head over to him.
I looked back at Kat to see her eyes had slightly glazed white like when we were back in the asylum. She quickly pulled her hands away and gave her eyes a wipe, having them return to normal.
"Sorry about that. Sometimes I get these headaches right behind the eyes." Kat explained making her nod.
'I feel bad we don't know what's going on with Kat.'
"Ms Miller you have a lovely home. How long have you lived here?" I asked.
"We moved in about five years ago."
"The only problem with these old houses. I bet you have all kind of headaches." I told.
"Like what?"
"Well, weird leaks, electrical shortages, odd settling noises at night. That kind of thing." I explained.
"No, nothing like that. It's been perfect." She stated confusing us both.
"Huh. May I use your restroom."
"Oh sure, it's just up the stairs." She told making me rise from my seat and take another cocktail sausage.

I entered the upstairs hallway, and checked to see if the coast was clear. Once I knew it was, I pulled out the infer-red thermal scanner from my pocket and turned it on, and shined it into the rooms that I passed. As I reached the end of the hall I heard footsteps coming up the stairs, making me quickly hide the scanner in my jacket. I looked towards where I came in to see Sam and Kat.
"Anything?" Sam asked.
"Zip."
"I stole a bunch of those cocktails sausages." Kat told making me smile.
"Again, this is why you are one of my favourites Kat." I told before we moved to head back down stairs.