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"I heard about Bill Carlton. Is it true? Is something going on with the lake?" Andrea asked as Sam, Dean, Jenny and Sheriff Devins walked into the office. Lucas was sitting in one of the chairs, rocking back and forth.
"Right now we don't know what the truth is. But I think it might be better if you and Lucas went on home." Devins told Andrea as she huffed, Jenny tilting her head at Lucas.
The boy looked up and started whining, gripping Jenny's arm as he shook. The girl looked at the four around her in a mild panic, kneeling down next to Lucas.
"Lucas? Hey, buddy, it's okay— You're okay." Andrea pulled Lucas away from Jenny, who stood up quickly. Lucas didn't stop staring at the woman as Andrea led him outside.
"The hell was that all about?" Jenny shook her head unknowingly at Dean's question.
"Okay, just so I'm clear, you see...something attack Bill's boat, sending Bill—who is a very good swimmer, by the way—into the drink, and you never see him again?" Dean glanced down at Jenny's arm, noticing the bandage peaking out from under her jacket, and her barely damp hair.
"Yeah. That about sums it up."
"And I'm supposed to believe this, even though I've already sonar-swept that entire lake? And what you're describing is impossible? And you're not really Wildlife Service?" Jenny and Dean's eyes widened in surprise. Well... shit. "Yeah, that's right. I checked. Departments never heard if you three."
"Uh... Sheriff see we can explain—" Jenny smiled nervously, clasping her hands together.
"Enough. Please. The only reason you're breathing free air is one of Bill's neighbors saw him steering out that boat just before you did..." Jake slowly turned to Jenny. "And saw you jump into the boat after him, then proceeded to flip it. And only you came up. So, we have a couple of options here. I can arrest you for impersonating government officials and hold you as material witnesses to Bill Carlton's disappearance. Or, we can chalk this all up to a bad day, you get into your car, you put this town in your rearview mirror, and you don't ever darken my doorstep again."
The four sat in silence before Sam cleared his throat. "Door number two sounds good."
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Night had fallen by now, Sam, Dean and Jenny were all in the Impala driving towards Milwaukee. Dean stopped at a red light, silence filling the car.
The light turned green, Dean didn't drive.
"Green." Sam and Jenny said in unison, Dean hummed. "The light is green." The said again, and Dean nodded, turning right.
