something in the orange, spn [ 2 ]

006. truth

They're outside and Sam is in line at a hot dog vendor while the others are waiting. Dean is on the phone with Bobby, having it on speaker so the other three can hear.

Ophelia and Libby are playing with the twins. Briar can't walk yet so Libby is staying on the ground with her or Ophelia carries her around. Whichever one isn't watching her, the other is chasing Justin around.

"I know what I saw, Bobby." Dean states.

"We tested him. Salt, silver -- everything." Bobby states.

"He threw me to that vamp. I'm telling you, it's not my brother." Dean says. "Let's not forget that Oph says she can't feel anything from him. Nada, zilch. Dude has, like, no emotions."

"Well, then he's something we ain't ever seen before." Bobby says.

"Yeah, or it's fuckin' Lucifer." Dean hisses.

"Did you call Cas?"

"'Course I called Cas. He's not answering. Screw him. I can't wait anymore."

"Look, I get it. You're rattled. You're right to be. But let's be professional."

"Professional? He watched me get turned!"

"What you saw... are you sure that's what you saw?"

"Damn it, Bobby, yes. I know."

"Well, "you know" ain't the same as proof. Cause we're talking about--"

"We're talking about doing something about this, and fast. It's not just the vamp, okay? He has been different from the jump. Nat knows it, too."

"All right. All right. I'm with you." Bobby says.

"Are you?" Dean questions.

"Yeah. I'll hit the books, hard. Just don't shoot him yet, all right? Watch him. We need facts. Cause if it ain't Sam... we don't know what it is. And if we're gonna put him down, we need to know how." Bobby states.

"I don't even want to ride in the same car with him, much less work a damn case."

"Get in the car. He's your case." Bobby hangs up. Natalie clears her throat, nodding to Sam as he walks over with the hot dogs.

"Hey. I was just, uh, I was leaving Lisa a message." Dean says.

"Still hasn't called you back, huh?" Sam asks.

"No." Dean shakes his head.

"Sucks." Sam mumbles, handing out the hot dogs, giving two to Natalie and two to Jacob for the twins.

"I hate hot dogs." Libby frowns as her dad gives her one.

"Suck it up. Eat" He shrugs. Libby frowns in confusion up at him. Sam knows she doesn't like hot dogs because one time she ate two bad ones and spent the whole night throwing up. She hasn't touched a hot dog since.

"I'll eat it." Ophelia takes the hot dog from her.

"We'll get you something else." Larissa assures, looking around for more food options, but the only thing is the hot dog cart.

Justin grimaces at the food his mom holds out, but Briar's eyes widen with delight when she sees the same thing in her dad's hand.

"Yeah." Dean mutters.

"You guys okay?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. How are you?" Dean asks.

"Me? Great. Here, look. Check this out. Think it might be something." Sam says, handing Dean the newspaper he has. "Four people, out of nowhere, all in the last couple of weeks. What do you say?"