Sam and Daphne are in the library and Dean walks in with two coffee cups.
"Anything?" Dean asks, giving one of the coffees to Sam.
"Oh. Thanks. Not yet." Sam says. "I put out an APB to every single hunter we know. But... Jack's off the grid."
"Kid was pretty spun out. We'll find him. I mean, there's gotta be a sign at some point, yeah?" Dean asks.
"Yeah." Sam sighs.
"Kid can cause a tsunami with a hiccup."
"I don't know. Maybe he's covering his tracks."
"Or this apparent dearth of evidence is, in fact, the evidence." Cas states, walking in.
"The evidence of..." Sam trails off.
"Of some horrific misadventure that's befallen him, like being dragged down to Hell by Asmodeus. Or... I don't know, possibly worse, being hijacked to Heaven by angels." Cas says.
"Yeah, but isn't he too fast and furious for angels?" Dean asks.
"Maybe. Maybe not. That's what I'm gonna find out." Cas says.
"Find out from who? From-from the angels??" Sam asks.
"Yes." Cas states.
"All right. Well, let's go." Dean says, standing up.
"Dean, you can't accompany me. My contact is already anxious about meeting and won't speak in the presence of a stranger." Cas says.
"So introduce me. Then I'm not a stranger." Dean says. "I'll bring a six pack."
"Dean, I swore I would protect this boy. Let me doe this." Cas says, starting to walk out.
"Don't do anything stupid." Dean tells him as he leaves and Dean sits back down.
"All right." Sam says.
"I guess we're stuck in idle." Dean says.
"So... what do we do? Just-just sit around here and wait?" Sam asks.
"Well, we could work a case. We got three murders here a couple hundred miles apart, same M.O. They were all horribly tortured before having their throat slit. Look at the body. Next to it." Dean says.
Dean shows Sam his laptop.
"She's a witch." Sam says, looking at the ingredients for a spell.
"Mm-hmm."
"Were they all witches?"
"Looking like. These aren't hunter kills. They're-- they're more ritualistic, like a sacrament or something. Plus, all their places were ransacked, which means somebody was looking for something."
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Sam and Daphne are standing outside of the police station and Sam is on his tablet.
"Yeah, Jody. No, I mean, we don't know what's going on." Dean tells her over the phone as he walks out of the station. "We just know that they're all witches. Yeah. All right. Will do. Thanks." He hangs up.
"All right, check this out. This is the surveillance footage of the last victim before she was kidnapped and killed." Sam says, showing Dean the screen. "She turned down an alley and that's when she got grabbed.
"Wait, stop. Stop, stop." Dean says as Sam goes through the video. "There. Blow that up." Dean orders and Sam does so.
"No. Is that..." Sam trails off.
"Ketch." Dean says. "How is that possible?"
"It's not possible. That--that can't be Ketch." Sam says.
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Fanfiction[ supernatural -- seasons 9-15 ] Billy and Daphne stand alone: Freaks Come Out at Night I DO NOT own Supernatural, any of the show's characters or storylines. I ONLY own my OCs and their storylines.
