A Witch Hunt

Chapter 6

Dean parks the car and unlocks the door to their room. He heads straight to the mini fridge to grab a drink. 

"Want a beer?" he asks before he shuts the fridge. 

Sam is in the other room grabbing his laptop. He walks to the table, "I'll pass," he says as he opens the computer and goes online. 

Dean sits across from him and drinks his beer and says, "okay, now let's figure out what this son of a bitch is." 

Sam looks up from the screen, shakes his head and looks back down. "It doesn't look like this is the work of a pagan god; they don't have many followers up here." 

"So cross pagan god off the list. Is there anything you can find that would actually help us on the case?" Dean says, being impatient. 

"Well, give me a minute and I can try to find the person who died first and maybe started it all," Sam says, not even looking up from the computer. 

"Well, stop talking and get to finding," Dean says before taking another sip of his beer. 

They sit in silence for a few minutes when Sam speaks. "Dean, I looked and found the oldest death in April due to pneumonia was back eight years ago. Maison Kennedy died of pneumonia related illnesses. She was thirteen years old, sporty, good student and she lived here locally." 

"Good job Sammy! Does she still have family left in town?" Dean asks as he finishes his beer and throws the bottle away. 

"Yeah, a mom. It says her dad died just about a year after her death. And it says the mom still lives here in town." 

"Let's go pay Mrs. Kennedy a visit," Dean says as he stands, puts on his suit jacket and walks out the door. 

They sit in the Impala for a second and Dean realizes something. "I don't know where I'm going." 

Sam laughs and replies, "that's why you wait for me, here," as Sam hands Dean a piece of paper that has an address written on it.