The hunter from Uni.

1 point to Sam.

Me and Dean were walking towards the public library just as Sam exited and came down the stairs towards us.
"Hey."
"Hey." We both told back before Dean continued.
"What you got?"
"Well I couldn't find a Mordechai but I did find a Martin Murdock who lived in that house in the '30s. He did have children but only two of them, both boys and there's no evidence he ever killed anyone."
"Huh."
"What about you two?" Sam asked as we reached Baby and talked over the top of her.
"Well those kids didn't really give us a clear description of that dead girl but I did hit up the police station. No matching missing persons, it's like she never existed. Dude come on, we did our digging, this one's a bust all right. For all we know those hell hound boys made up the whole thing." Dean stated.
"Besides, I haven't felt anything ghost related, and I'm like a beacon for them apparently. Hate when they touch my head and make me see and feel what they did." I told before a shiver went up my spine remembering one of the victims in the asylum as well as most recently Meg.
"Yeah all right." Sam told not sure what to do now.
"Can't Ashley help with that? She's been pretty good with finding other stuff out." I suggested.
"I already asked. She can't since the description isn't good as well as her working a case right now about some communist plane that crashed. They found another set of remains that weren't on the flight and so they are sneaking around their boss to also work on that one." He explained.
"What the hell does she do?" Me and Sam asked.
"She works with bones, but mostly is the teams weapons expert."
'An ex-PI turns to work with bone? Weird chick he knows.'
"Look, I say we find ourself a bar and some beers and leave the legend to the locals." Dean told before getting in the car.
I went to go in on Sam's side only for him to signal for me to wait. He had us lean down to look in the window and he had a huge smile on his face. Dean turned the key in the ignition making Baby come to life. As he did South American music blasted from the speakers, the wipers turned on as well and Dean reared back from it. We began to laugh at this and it made sense why he didn't want me to do in straight away.
"WHOA! What the..." Dean exclaimed as he quickly rushed to turn everything off.
We got into the car with Sam still laughing and he licked his finger before marking an imaginary 1 in the air and then pointed to himself.
"That's all you got? Sweet. That is bush league." Dean informed as he gave Sam a dirty look before we headed off.
'Boys will be boys I suppose.'