Stronger Than Ever Δ SPN [3]

024. MISSOURI MOSELEY AND TRAINING

Missouri Moseley called Sam about a case and he put Jody on it, but Dean went anyway. Ophelia and Nathan went him, Sam and Libby staying back with Jack.

Dean pulls up to the crime scene, the three getting out.

"Dean and Ophelia Winchester!" Missouri smiles. "And Nathan Novak."

"You said she reads minds, right?" Nathan quietly asks his girlfriend who nods. "I'm a teen boy. She sure she wants to go through that?"

"Do not be gross." Ophelia says, hitting his chest.

"Missouri, Jody. I'm not sure which one to hug first." Dean says, Jody motioning for him to hug Missouri. "Hey." He hugs the woman.

Ophelia hugs Jody who tightly hugs her back.

"Oh, it is so good to see you alive." Jody says. She hasn't seen her since before she died.

"It's good to be alive." Ophelia says. "Well, for now anyway." She slightly jokes.

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry for your losses." Missouri tells the eldest Winchester. Nathan hugs Jody.

"Ah, leave it to a psychic to cut right through the small talk, huh?" Dean says.

"Come here." Jody holds an arm out to Dean.

"Hey." He greets, hugging her.

"Little Ophelia Winchester, you have grown up." Missouri states, hugging the girl.

"Hey, Missouri." Ophelia softly smiles.

"I'm sorry for your losses. And losing your life, that pain... oh, you poor baby." Missouri cups Ophelia's cheek. "But your powers are in control. That's wonderful."

"Yeah." Ophelia softly chuckles.

"Nathan." Missouri turns to him. "Mm, you two are taking good care of each other." She looks between the couple.

"How are you doing?" Jody asks Dean.

"Dandy." Dean says. Ophelia goes to correct him, but he holds his hand out to her. "Don't you dare."

They go in the house.

"What'd the sheriff say?" Dean asks.

"Victim was found with a hole at the base of her skull and her brain's-- sorry." Jody tells Missouri, remembering she was close with the victim.

"You thinking what I'm thinking?" Missouri asks.

"Wraith." Dean states and Missouri nods. "No forced entry."

"Excuse me, dears." Missouri walks to the front door and rubs the door knob.

Jody looks to the Winchesters in question.

"Missouri reads things. It's kinda her thing." Dean informs.

"He pretended to be a customer, said he needed help. Dede always was a soft touch." Missouri says, walking to the table in the back room, the others following. She puts her hand on a chair, closing her eyes, as she has another vision.

"He is a wraith." Missouri states, running her hand over a bit of dried blood. "But he's picked up a taste of our kind."

"He feeds on psychics?" Jody asks.

"Yes, he does." Missouri says.

Dean and Nathan immediately look at Ophelia worried.

"I just got done being targeted by people." Ophelia mutters.

Nathan sympathetically rubs her back, wrapping his arm around her shoulders, his protective state kicking in.

"Oh. Oh." Missouri mumbles.