𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧

Chapter 116-Talking To The Witness

Sam and Dean walked into a small café when we made it into town. Andrew Gallagher worked there, so they acted as debt collectors, hoping to speak with him as I decided to pull out Sam's laptop and look into some of the articles about anything I could find on this Andrew guy but came up empty handed as I look up seeing my brothers coming my way as I shut the laptop before standing up and making my way to the Impala.

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After a while, we finally found the van and watched it so that we could catch Andrew.
Dean stared at the van "I'm sorry, I'm starting to like this dude. That van is sweet." Dean said as he turned and smirked at Sam but was only met with a glare "what's wrong?" Dean asked "nothing." Sam muttered "Sam, you look like you're sucking on a lemon. What's going on?" Dean asked, concerned "this Andrew Gallagher, he's the second guy like this we've found, Dean...the demon came to them when they were kids. Now they're killing people." Sam said.

"We don't know what Andrew Gallagher is. All right? He could be innocent." Dean said "my visions haven't been wrong yet." Sam replied "what's your point?" Dean asked him "my point is, I'm one of them." Sam said "no, you're not." Dean asked him "Dean, the demon said he had plans for me and children like me." Sam said "yeah?" Dean asked "yeah, maybe this is his plan. Maybe we're all a bunch of psychic freaks. Maybe we're all supposed to be..." Sam said "what? killers?" Dean asked him "yeah." Sam nodded "so, the demon wants you out there killing with your minds, is that it? Come on, give me a break. You're not a murderer, Sam! You don't have it in your bones." Dean said.

"No? Last I checked, I kill all kinds of things." Sam said "you don't kill innocent things, Sam. You save people all the time." I said "those things were asking for it. There's a difference." Dean said as Sam looked away sadly, not saying anything as we all turned our attention back to the van as a man walked out of an apartment building. He was wearing a long satin robe embroidered with dragons "got him." Sam said as Andrew looked up and waved to a woman waving down to him from the second floor of the apartment building in a black lace nightgown. He continued walking and smiled at a man on the street who handed his coffee over to Andrew and waved goodbye as Andrew walked down the sidewalk until he greeted an older man with a smile.

"That's him. That older guy, that's him, that's the shooter." Sam said urgently "all right, you keep on him, we'll stick with Andy...go." Dean said as Sam got out of the car and followed the older man while Andy got in his van, so Dean and I drove after him. A few minutes later, Andy stopped his van on the side of the road and started walking back to the Impala. I watched as Dean tucked his gun into his jacket "hey." Andy said as he peered into the Impala "hey, hey." Dean said nervously "this is a cherry ride." Andy smiled "yeah, thanks." Dean said as he took his hand off of his gun and relaxed.

"Man, the '67? Impala's best year if you ask me. This is a serious classic." Andy said "yeah. Ya know, I just rebuilt her, too." Dean said "yeah?"Andy asked "yeah, can't let a car like this one go." Dean smiled "damn straight." Dean said "hey. Can I have it?" Andy asked him "sure, man." Dean said as he got out of the car, smiling at Andy as he got in "sweet." Andy said as he climbed in "Dean? What are you doing?" I asked, completely confused "oh, hey. I didn't even see you back there." Andy said "yeah, dude. What are you doing? Get out of the car." I said "why don't you?" Andy said as I furrowed my brow "um, no." I replied.

"Please?" Andy asked me "dude, seriously?" I asked as Dean opened my door and pulled me out "come on, Addie. Let him take it." Dean said "no, Dean. What are you doing? You're just going to hand him the Impala? You're just going to give him baby?" I asked him "yeah." Dean replied "take it easy." Andy said "all right." Dean smiled and waved as Andy drove away while I broke out of Dean's grip and shoved him "Dean, what just happened." I questioned as Dean scratched his head, looking around completely confused "I have no idea. Let's just get back to Sam and figure it out from there." Dean said as he looked at me.

Ring! Ring!

Dean answered his phone "hey." (...) "I know!
He just sorta asked me for it, and I-I let him take it." (.) "he full-on Obi-Wanned me. It's mind control man!" (...) "yeah! We're headed back now." Dean said as he hung up the phone, and we continued walking. After a few minutes, Dean sighed "see. There's something that I'm just not getting." Dean said "what's that?" I asked him "it didn't work on you." Dean said "what?" I asked, confused "the dude's mind control, it didn't affect you." Dean said "I don't know. Maybe I just have a stronger mind than you." I smirked and nudged him with my elbow.

"Yeah, maybe." He said looking at me as though he wasn't completely convinced suddenly, police cars and ambulances raced past us, Dean and I looked at each other and then started running after them. When we reached the scene, we found Sam sitting on a curb, completely upset as we crouched down next to him "I kept him out of the gun store. I thought he was okay. I thought he was past it, at least..I should have stayed with him." Sam whispered as Dean put his hand on Sam's back, and we watched as the paramedics loaded the man from Sam's vision onto a stretcher. Sam later explained that the man walked in front of a bus and killed himself.

"The doctor had just gotten off his cell phone when he stepped in front of that bus. Andy must have called him or something." Sam said "I don't know, maybe." Dean muttered "beg your pardon?" Sam said as he looked up at him "I just don't know if he's our guy, Sam." Dean replied
"Dean, you had O.J. convicted before he got out of his white Bronco, and you have doubts about this?" sam scoffed "he just doesn't seem like the stone-cold killer type, that's all. Ya know?" Dean shrugged "and O.J. was guilty." Dean mumbled "either way, how are we going to track this guy down?" Sam asked "not a problem." Dean said.