SUPERNATURAL. in which a girl - bek anderson - is found on the side of the road. 8 years later, she has no recollection of her life before that until a pair of brothers walk into the bar. together they hunt the supernatural - saving people, hunting...
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ALLISON WAS dead asleep when Dean returned a few hours later. She was bunched up under covers with her face hid. She had dried tears lining her cheeks. Sam was on the couch on his laptop. "Find anything?" Dean asks.
"After three hours, I have found no reason why anything supernatural would be going on here." Sam replies.
Dean sighs, his eyes trailing over to the softly snoring brunette. He tip-toes over and removes the blanket, seeing the dried tears he frowned. "Is she okay?" Sam looked over at Dean for a moment and then shook his head, "She tried to conceal herself but I heard her crying under the blankets before she fell asleep. I held her, I mean, but . . ." Sam trails off.
Dean frowns and covers her head back up, choosing to let her sleep. "Sam, you're just looking in the wrong places, pal." Dean announces walking over to him and pulls out a pamphlet. "And what are the right places, Dean?"
"Motel pamphlet rack. Milan, Ohio -- birthplace of Thomas Edison." Dean says and watches as Sam picks up the pamphlet and looks over it. "Yeah, so what?"
"Keep reading." Dean says and watches intently. Sam rolls his eyes and does as told, he looks over it before his eyebrows raise and he looks up at Dean, "You're kidding?" Deans response is his wiggling eyebrows.
"AND WE'RE walking."
"I cannot believe you guys woke me up to do a stupid museum tour." Allison says groggily, rubbing her eyes. Dean chuckles and wraps an arm around her, pulling her into his side. "And here, we have one of the museums most unique and treasured possessions -- Thomas Edison's spirit phone. Did you know that Mr Edison, while being one of America's most beloved inventors, was also a devout occultist?"
"He spent years working on this, his final invention, which he was convinced could be used to communicate with the dead. Pretty spooky, huh?" The tour guide continues and then checks the watch upon her wrist, "And we're walking. We're walking."
Sam, Dean, and Allison stay behind — Sam whips out the EMF reader, holding it close to the so-called Spirit Phone. The EMF reader didn't go off. "Anything?"
"Nothing." Sam replies, sighing in defeat as he closes it and places it back into his jacket. "What do you guys think?" Allison asks, crossing her arms over her chest, staring down at the Spirit Phone with curiosity.
"Honestly? It kind of looks like an old pile of junk to me." Sam says.
