Chapter Fifty-Six

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Jenny was splayed out in the back of the impala, doing her usual by playing Tetris

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Jenny was splayed out in the back of the impala, doing her usual by playing Tetris. Peace Of Mind was playing on the radio, humming to it quietly as Sam and Dean argued in the front.

"You're a real smart ass you know that?.... Don't worry I'm sure there's something in Fitchburg worth killing.

"Yeah? What makes you so sure?" Sam looked at his brother with a glare.

"Cause I'm the oldest, which means I'm always right." Dean argued with a dumb grin.

"No it doesn't."

"It totally does."

"You guys are making me mess up my game." Jenny spoke from the back.

"It's Tetris." The brothers said in unison as the failed noise echoed in the car.

"See?! I almost beat my highest score!" She flailed her phone in Sam's face and he whacked it away. Jenny huffed, laying back down with an annoyed thump.

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Dean walked across the road back to Sam and Jenny, holding a drink carrier with three coffee's. He handed one to Jenny then to Sam, tossing the carrier in the trash. "Well...the waitress thinks the local freemasons are up to something sneaky but other than that no one's heard about anything freaky going on.

"Dean you got the time?" Sam asked. Dean shook his wrist, looking down at his watch

"Ten after Four. Why?"

Jenny pointed to the playground across from them, squinting in the sunlight. Only one little girl was playing on it. Other than that, it was a dead zone.

"School's out isn't it?" Dean frowned, Sam and Jenny nodding in answer

"Yeah. So where is everybody? This place should be crawling with kids right now." The three shrugged, all approaching a woman sitting at the park bench, reading a magazine.

"Sure is quiet out here." Dean spoke up, the woman turning to them.

"Yeah, it's a shame." She hummed, looking over to her daughter.

"Why's that?" Jenny asked.

"You know, kids getting sick, it's a terrible thing." The mother let out a small sigh, shaking her head

"How many?"

"Just five or six but serious, hospital serious. A lot of parents are getting pretty anxious. They think it's catching." The three Hunter's have each other a look, all slowly sipping their coffee.

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Jenny hissed in pain as she stumbled, failing to walk properly as she wore heels. "Again, with the heels. This is ridiculous." She grumbled, fixing her suit jacket.

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