𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 > 𝐒𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 {𝟏}

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For quite some time, Sam and Karina had been working together to find the solution to get Dean off the deal. By the means of working together, Karina was staying out of it. She couldn't help but spare a few details for Sam about how keeping a secret from Dean was a bad idea. He was hard to crack.

Sam was on the call with Bobby at the table with Karina. Karina was drinking her iced mocha and reading The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood beside Sam. He was looking at the laptop, the screen was loading the translation of the ritual he found with Bobby. Including Karina's warnings on her face, and her sighing of listening to Sam's conversation.

"What do you mean you don't think it will work, Bobby? It's a demon-dispelling ritual."

There was banging on the window beside Sam, Dean was holding the newspaper. He was looking at Sam, signaling for the news. Dean was heading toward the entrance as Sam spoke quickly to Bobby to end the call.

"Well, maybe we got the translation wrong. Look, we can't just let Dean fry in hell while we... there's got to be something. Ok, look I gotta go. Okay. Never mind."

Dean approached the table as Sam quickly shut his laptop and his phone. "Hey, who was that?"

"I was just ordering pizza."

"Dude, you do realize that you're in a restaurant?"

Sam looked around and played it cool. "Yeah. Yeah. Oh, yeah. We just felt like pizza, you know?"

Karina was reading the page when she whispered to herself. "Smells like the pants are on fire."

Sam side-eyed at Karina who was minding her business, flipping the page. He looked at Dean who looked at Sam weirdly, they both continued looking at each other. No pun intended.

"Okay, Weirdy McWeirderton." Dean took a seat across from them, "So, I think I got something."

Karina put her book down on the table, "Yes?"

"Cicero, Indiana." He gave the newspaper to Sam and Karina, "Falls on his own power saw."

Karina picked up the newspaper, letting her and Sam read the cover. She continued reading while Sam talked to Dean, "And? That's--that's it? One power saw?"

"Well... yeah."

Karina looked at Dean and asked, "That's it? That's the case you're anticipating?"

"Well, I don't know. Could be."

"Or is it something else?" Dean and Karina stared at each other while Dean was struggling with his words. Karina raised her eyebrows as she waited for him to continue. He began to smirk as he leaned over to them. She put her paper down on the table, annoyed. "Okay, I rest my case."

"There's something better in Cicero than just a case."

Sam asked, "And that is?"

"Lisa Braeden."

Sam scoffed, "Should I even ask?" Karina shook her head, mouthing no.

"Remember that road trip I took... Gosh, about 8 years ago? You were in Orlando with Dad wrapping up that Banshee thing."

"Yeah... the 5 states, 5 day-"

"Well, kind of. Although I spent most of my time in Lisa Braeden's loft."

Karina nodded as she rested her arms on the table. She couldn't help but down the details.

"Let me be straight, due to your language, Dean... You're telling me that you're glad to drive all the way to Cicero to hook up with a woman you haven't spoken to for years. Where on the other hand, I haven't had hot, sweaty sex for two years because of you two?"