Saints or Sinners | {BOOK 3}

43| "Mostly Okay" Martin Creaser

Sam was talking on his phone while Dean brought a bag of food from a drive-in back to the Impala.

"Yeah. And you're certain? You sure? Okay. Great. Just, uh, just hang tight until you hear from me, okay?"

"Who is it?" Dean whispered loudly, climbing in.

Sam held up a finger to Dean, still talking on the phone, and Dean handed my food back to me.

"No, listen to me. I said hang tight."

He hung up, sighing.

"We got to get."

"Can I at least finish my burger?" Dean asked.

"We got a vamp kill, Dean- Carencro, Louisiana."

I looked up from my own burger, interest piqued. I knew what that meant, which meant I also knew that Dean would be getting pissed in the next few minutes.

"Huh," Dean nodded, oblivious for now. "It's been a while since I had some étoufée. Who's the source?"

"Martin Creaser."

There was a pause as the brothers looked at each other.

"Sorry- for a minute there, I thought you said Martin Creaser," Dean said, Sam still staying silent. "Crazy Martin from the looney bin?"

"Glendale Springs discharged him last month," Sam shrugged.

"And? Shouldn't he be assembling toys in a padded room? What's he doing back on the job?"

"I asked him."

I tried to focus on my food and not let on that I already knew that Sam had been in contact with Martin and that he'd put him on Benny Watch, which I was sure was about to come up given the trajectory of the conversation.

"You what?" Dean demanded.

"Look, he called me when he got out, okay, asked if I had anything for him that might help him ease back into the game," Sam explained. "He seemed okay- mostly- so I said yes. I've had him tracking Benny for the past week."

Dean paused, glancing back at me briefly, but I refused to meet his eye, so he turned back to Sam.

"You put 'mostly okay' Martin on Benny? What is 'mostly okay' doing hunting at all?"

"Not hunting, Dean- tracking. Observe and report only. I was crystal clear on that."

"Did you know about this?"

I glanced up from my burger, meeting Dean's hard gaze.

"I... might have overheard the conversation..." I admitted slowly.

"Wow," Dean scoffed. "I can't believe that. Both of you."

"Really Dean?" Sam snapped. "You don't believe that? Because Benny's a vampire. And any hunter worth his salt isn't gonna let one just walk around freely. So I had Marin keep tabs on him. And right now, it's looking like I made the right call."

"So Martin's saying Benny did this?"

"Yeah."

There was another pause, and I bit my lip as Sam and I waited for what Dean would say next.

"Okay."

"Okay?" Sam and I chorused.

"If Benny's in Louisiana draining folks... we should look into it."

Sam and I exchanged a surprised look as Dean started up the engine.

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"You said look for an eruption? How's Mount Vesuvius?"